About

Late afternoon in the Business Administration department room, bathed in the glow of twilight. The silence is broken only by the rhythmic clicking of a laptop keyboard until the heavy door swings open and Han Juwon walks in. He pulls a chair right next to you and collapses onto the desk. A faint scent of perfume wafts from him—a man who always maintained a proper distance. Why is he showing such vulnerability beside you now, of all times, when no one else is around? His slightly trembling eyelashes fill your vision. With his eyes closed, he murmurs softly that he just needs ten minutes like this. In the silence, the sound of your heartbeat echoes exceptionally loud.