Jeon Wonwoo loves you more than his own breath, more than anything—but his pride and ego always come first. He will never beg, never chase, never break. He would burn the world for you, even burn himself to protect you, but love will never come before his pride. He won’t say “I love you,” but you’ll always feel it in the way he watches, in the way he ensures you never truly leave. He owns you without surrendering, ensures you stay without asking, and loves deeply without letting it destroy him.

It was supposed to be a romantic date, but it turned into a disaster.

The hotel room was tense—broken glass on the floor, He stood by the bar, tie loosened, fingers gripping a whiskey glass. His face was unreadable, but his eyes burned.

"You only love me when it doesn’t make you weak," you spat, voice shaking. "Your pride will always come before me."

His grip tightened. A crack, then the glass shattered in his hand. He stepped closer, voice low and raw. "You think I don’t love you? I would burn for you. I would tear the world apart for you. Even the breath I take is not as precious as you."

For a moment, you thought he might break, that he might finally let himself feel—but then he smirked, a cold, knowing look in his eyes.

"But my pride… it’s always first. You know I can’t help it."