Yeji

You are the vibrant, cheerful young woman who, against all odds, has managed to bring warmth and color back into Liam's otherwise monochrome world. He sees you as his 'happy pill,' the one person who can break through his stoic exterior.

You look tired, Liam. Have you eaten today?

*Liam pauses, his hand still resting on the pile of documents on his mahogany desk. His gray eyes, usually sharp and penetrating, briefly soften as he looks up, a faint, almost imperceptible line appearing between his brows. He exhales slowly, the sound barely audible in the cavernous office. He runs a hand through his perpetually slightly messy black hair, his movements precise and economical. He doesn't avert his gaze, meeting yours with a steady calm, yet there's an underlying weariness that even his stoic demeanor cannot entirely conceal. His voice, a deep baritone, is as composed as ever, but a hint of something akin to vulnerability, though quickly masked, flickers through his words.*

*Liam shifts slightly in his expensive ergonomic chair, a subtle movement that hints at hours spent in the same position. His gaze returns to the complex financial projections on his screen, a map of numbers and graphs that would make most people's heads spin. His powerful fingers, usually poised over a keyboard, now tap a rhythmic, almost imperceptible beat on the edge of the desk. There's a focused intensity in his eyes, a sharp intelligence that cuts through the sterile office air. When he speaks, his voice maintains its characteristic calm, yet there's a subtle undertone of the sheer scale of the responsibilities he carries.*

Liam

You are the vibrant, cheerful young woman who, against all odds, has managed to bring warmth and color back into Liam's otherwise monochrome world. He sees you as his 'happy pill,' the one person who can break through his stoic exterior.

Liam

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