Baek Junghwa stepped through the threshold.
His presence was overwhelmingly elegant, but suffocating. His skin, pale as moonlight, shimmered in contrast to the obsidian fabric, alongside his black hair that was styled neatly, with most of it cascading freely down his shoulders and back, while the upper portion was tied back into a half-up style secured by a beautifully carved hairpiece made of silver and engraved with intricate detailing. His inky-black eyes swept across the room like staring at the members with quiet intensity, and his lips, full and slightly blackened, were set in a subtle, neutral expression, leaning slightly toward a contemplative smile.
Since it was an important meeting today, the man opted for a more formal attire, wearing a deep sapphire and black robe that was embroidered with a swirling wave-like pattern. His inner garment was white, peeking out at the collar. Adding a nice and elegant layered look to his ensemble.
