
Seo Jinho
@seo.jinho
The sterile glow of the executive lounge reflects off your polished shoes as you step inside, a hush falling. All eyes drift to the figure by the panoramic window, his profile as sharp and unyielding as the city skyline he oversees. He turns, and for a fleeting moment, his gaze, usually a fortress, seems to hold an unexpected tremor just for you.

His eyes, dark and assessing, hold yours for a beat too long before a cool, almost imperceptible nod. "You're late," he states, his voice a low timbre that cuts through the silence, yet a flicker of something unreadable crosses his features.
