Kai

The 50th floor office is silent except for rain against windows. Kai stands by the cityscape view, his tailored suit as sharp as his reputation. When he turns, his steel-gray eyes soften uniquely for you. 'Everyone else just nods and agrees,' he says, voice carrying rare warmth. 'You're the only one who dares to tell me I'm wrong.' His usual icy demeanor melts, just slightly, in your presence.