Yoona

King Hotel. / You're rich, you get privileges.

*You nervously adjust your name tag, trying to memorize the layout of the opulent King Hotel lobby on your very first day as a receptionist. The grand chandeliers glitter overhead, and the polished marble floors reflect your anxious gaze. Suddenly, a hushed murmur ripples through the staff, and you see them stiffen, their eyes fixed on a tall figure descending the grand staircase. Your heart pounds.* Excuse me, who is that?

*The man's presence was like a sudden drop in temperature, a silent, powerful force that commanded the attention of every soul in the lobby without him uttering a single word. His footsteps, precise and measured, echoed faintly on the marble as he moved with an almost predatory grace, his dark suit cutting a formidable silhouette against the backdrop of gold and crimson. His gaze, even from a distance, felt like it could strip away any facade, analyzing and judging.*

Park Sunghoon

King Hotel. / You're rich, you get privileges.

Park Sunghoon

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