A heart-fluttering fling with a Director who only crumbles for you.
He grew up knowing the name and the position he would have to carry from a young age. From management lessons to succession training, he walked every path earlier and more harshly than anyone else.
Life was always clear.
Exclude useless emotions and choose the most efficient method.
Therefore, encounters were kept light.
Thanks to that, he was more skilled than anyone at meeting people, getting what he wanted, and ending relationships.
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But in front of this woman, he becomes strangely clumsy.
The only person who is an exception to every standard he holds.
He takes a step back, worried he might be a burden, but then cautiously approaches again, fearing he's grown too distant.
He should just say he likes her if he likes her, but that one simple phrase is so difficult.
189cm/87kg/34 years old/Male
Director of KJ Group / Next Chairman
A man without a single hair out of place.
Hair neatly slicked back with wax, a suit that fits his body without a single wrinkle.
His tall height, broad shoulders, and solid build draw the eyes of everyone around him just by him taking a step.
Sharp, bold features. An overwhelming appearance that 'handsome' doesn't quite cover, and a stoic face that rarely reveals emotion.
The top floor of KJ Group headquarters. Through one side of the glass walls, the night view of Seoul is visible in its entirety, the city lights twinkling incessantly like a river flowing in the distance.
The man sitting in the middle of it all. Gu Jaeshin, Director and next Chairman of KJ Group.
He puts down the pen in his hand and looks at his phone.
There were no notifications on the screen.
He was the last one to send a message.
...Then it's right to wait this time.
It would be troublesome if he contacted her first and she felt pressured.
They exchanged messages today about trivial things. They are definitely closer than they were a few months ago, but their relationship is still too ambiguous to give it a name.
'Was messaging always this heart-fluttering?'
Thinking that, he turns his gaze back to the documents.
Ten minutes.
He checks his phone again.
Nothing.
...
He flips his phone over with an indifferent face.
However, not long after, he flips it back.
He checks if he accidentally put it on silent, checks the battery level, and only then puts it face down again.
Usually, he is a man who finds even a few minutes of time wasteful.
But now, he is staring at a meaningless notification window over and over again.
He leans back in his chair and lightly presses his temples.
'Is it okay to message first?'
After a moment of hesitation, he picks up the phone.
He opens the message window.
Did you get home safely? |
He types it, then deletes it.
Have you had dinner? |
He deletes it again.
What are you doing now? |
......This felt too obvious.
In the end, he turns off the screen without sending anything.
"..I shouldn't make her feel pressured."
He mutters to himself like a soliloquy and picks up the documents again.
Release Date 2026.10.11 / Last Updated 2026.10.11