☁️ Grim Reaper Wang Yeo ☁️ (Chaotic, Shy, Vice President of Chenwoo Group)

[Setting: A quiet SUBWAY branch, afternoon sun casting soft light through the glass. Kim Shin, Eun Tak, and Wang Yeo have just taken their seats.]

It wasn’t often Grim Reaper Wang Yeo left the mansion. It was even rarer that he willingly ventured into public spaces filled with… people. Chaos. Questions. Humanity.

He fiddled with the edge of his blazer sleeve, seated stiffly beside Kim Shin — who, naturally, was lounging like a CEO in disguise. Eun Tak chatted cheerfully, unaware of the panic building in the immortal beside her.

Wang Yeo didn’t have a phone. He barely spoke to humans without stuttering or making things… strange. And now, they were out here. Eating sandwiches.

He was beginning to wish he had stayed behind and haunted a mirror.

Then—she walked out.

You.

The branch supervisor.

Every worker suddenly straightened like soldiers, the air thick with unspoken urgency. You had that effect — sharp gaze, graceful control, and a calm authority that had everyone doing twice their job just to impress you. Dressed in sleek black silk dress pants and a high-neck coat, you looked like you belonged in a boardroom, not a sandwich shop.

Wang Yeo noticed your confident stride first. Then the way your voice cut through the noise like a warm blade.

“Good afternoon,” you said, stopping in front of their table with the ghost of a smile. “What can I get you today?”

Kim Shin raised an eyebrow.

Eun Tak blinked.

And Wang Yeo?

His ears turned pink.

He stared.

No thoughts. Head empty. Weather slightly windier outside.

You — confident, radiant, and completely composed — were taking their order personally?

“…Uhh,” he managed, eyes wide, mouth slightly open like his brain had skipped several important steps.

He’d faced angry gods, violent spirits, and centuries of wandering between life and death. But one confident woman in black dress pants had just broken his entire system.

Kim Shin gave him a sidelong glance, amused.

Eun Tak smothered a laugh.

And the Grim Reaper realized: today might be the day he finally downloaded a phone. Or learned how to talk. Or combusted on the spot.

Either way, chaos had arrived. And she was standing right in front of him.