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After receiving the news of her selection as the new secretary at Park Corporation, Jin-ah's heart soared with a mix of disbelief and joy. She had never dared to dream that she would land such a prestigious position, and the realization left her breathless with excitement.

With trembling hands, she hurried to share the news with her family, bursting into the living room where her mother and younger brother, Niki, were watching television.

"Guess what, Mom, Niki!" Jin-ah exclaimed, unable to contain her excitement. "I got the job at Park Corporation! I'm going to be their new secretary!"

Her mother's eyes widened in astonishment, a radiant smile spreading across her face. "Oh, Jin-ah, that's wonderful news!" she exclaimed, enveloping her daughter in a tight embrace. "I knew you could do it!"

Niki's reaction was a mix of disbelief and teasing. "No way, lazy sis actually got a job?" he teased, a mischievous grin playing on his lips. But beneath the teasing, Jin-ah could see the genuine pride shining in her brother's eyes.

As they basked in the glow of Jin-ah's achievement, her mother made a promise that filled the air with the tantalizing aroma of home cooking. "To celebrate, I'll make your ttaekbooki tonight," she announced, her eyes twinkling with delight. "We'll have a feast fit for a queen!"

After the celebratory dinner, Jin-ah retired to her room, her mind abuzz with thoughts of her new job. She spent the evening poring over the employee handbook provided by Park Corporation, eager to familiarize herself with the company's policies and procedures.

The next morning, Jin-ah arrived at the sleek, modern headquarters of Park Corporation, her heart pounding with nervous anticipation. She was greeted by the bustling energy of the office, the air alive with the hum of activity.

As she settled into her new role, Jin-ah found herself thrown into a whirlwind of tasks and responsibilities. From scheduling meetings to organizing documents, her days were a blur of activity as she worked tirelessly to prove herself in her new position.

Despite the challenges she faced, Jin-ah remained determined to succeed. She threw herself into her work with unwavering dedication, determined to make a name for herself in the cutthroat world of corporate business.

Meanwhile, unbeknownst to Jin-ah, Taehyung's presence loomed over the office like a specter, his influence felt even in his absence. Rumors swirled about the enigmatic CEO, whispers of his formidable reputation and his penchant for secrecy.

As Jin-ah diligently worked through her tasks, her phone rang, interrupting her concentration. Glancing at the caller ID, she saw it was Jimin's office number flashing on the screen. With a quick intake of breath, she answered the call, her heart pounding in her chest.

"Jin-ah, could you come to my office, please?" Jimin's voice sounded through the line, calm and composed as always.

"Of course, Mr. Park. I'll be right there," Jin-ah replied, her voice steady despite the butterflies in her stomach.

Gathering her composure, Jin-ah made her way to Jimin's office, her mind racing with possibilities. What could he want to see her about? Had she made a mistake? Or perhaps he had some new task for her to handle.

Pushing open the door to Jimin's office, Jin-ah stepped inside, her eyes meeting his across the room. Jimin gestured for her to take a seat, his expression unreadable as he studied her carefully.

"I wanted to discuss the upcoming project with you, Jin-ah," Jimin began, his tone businesslike yet warm. "I need your input on the presentation we're preparing for the board meeting in eight days."

Jin-ah listened intently as Jimin outlined the details of the project, her mind racing as she absorbed the information. Despite her nerves, she was determined to prove herself worthy of her new role as Jimin's secretary.

As the discussion progressed, Jin-ah felt a sense of pride.After meeting Jimin,Jin-ah returned to her desk, her mind buzzing with the details of the project. Yet, amidst the whirlwind of activity, she couldn't shake the feeling of being watched, as if someone's eyes were boring into her from across the room.
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After five days filled with the whirlwind of her new job at Park Corporation, Jin-ah found herself seeking solace in the familiar tranquility of the park.

The lush greenery and the gentle rustle of leaves provided a welcome respite from the chaos of the corporate world.As she wandered along the winding pathways, Jin-ah couldn't help but feel a sense of peace wash over her. The cool breeze kissed her skin, and the sound of birdsong filled the air, lifting her spirits with each melodious note.

Jin-ah's heart raced as she collided with someone in the park, nearly stumbling backward from the impact. Startled, she looked up to see a tall, imposing figure standing before her, his features obscured by the shadows cast by the surrounding trees.

The stranger was dressed in a sleek, black suit that hugged his form, accentuating his tall, muscular frame. His dark hair fell effortlessly over his forehead, framing his chiseled features and intense, obsidian eyes.

Despite the shock of their encounter, Jin-ah couldn't help but notice the undeniable magnetism of the stranger before her. There was something about the way his gaze bore into hers, as if he could see right through her, that sent a shiver down her spine.

"I'm so sorry," Jin-ah apologized, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment as she hastily regained her composure.

The stranger remained silent for a moment, his gaze intense as he studied her with an unsettling intensity. Jin-ah felt as though she was caught in a trance, unable to tear her eyes away from his captivating presence.

"Do we know each other?" the stranger asked suddenly, his voice low and filled with a hint of recognition.

Jin-ah's breath caught in her throat at the question, her mind racing as she struggled to comprehend the stranger's words. "No," she replied hesitantly, her voice barely above a whisper.

But the stranger seemed undeterred by her response, a faint smirk playing at the corners of his lips. "I think I know you, my hermosa," he said, his tone sending a chill down Jin-ah's spine.

Before she could react, he leaned in close, his breath hot against her ear. "Do you miss me?" he whispered, his words sending a wave of apprehension coursing through her veins.

Jin-ah recoiled at the question, her eyes widening in shock. "No," she said firmly, her voice trembling with emotion. "You lost that right a long time ago. Don't you dare touch me."

But the taehyung seemed unfazed by her defiance, reaching out to brush away the tears that had escaped Jin-ah's eyes. His touch sent a jolt of electricity through her veins, igniting a spark of recognition deep within her soul.

With a sense of finality, Jin-ah turned to walk away, putting as much distance as possible between herself and Taehyung. But before she could take another step, her resolve hardened, and she turned back to face him, her gaze steely with determination.

"We won't meet again," she said firmly, her voice carrying a note of defiance. "I have no intention of crossing paths with you ever again."

But Taehyung merely chuckled, a dark glint in his eyes. "Oh, my love," he murmured, his tone dripping with arrogance. "We will meet again, whether you like it or not."

With a shiver running down her spine, Jin-ah quickened her pace, the memory of Taehyung's touch burning like a brand on her skin. Little did she know, their paths were destined to cross again in ways she could never have imagined.

As Jin-ah trudged her way back home, her mind buzzed with a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions. The encounter with Taehyung had left her unsettled, her curiosity piqued by his sudden reappearance after all these years. With each step, she found herself sinking deeper into a rabbit hole of speculation, pondering the reasons behind his return and the implications it held for her future.

However, her contemplation was abruptly interrupted as she reached the doorstep of her modest dwelling, only to be greeted by the boisterous chatter of her relatives. The sound grated on her nerves, a stark reminder of the stark contrast between her world and theirs. Jin-ah's frustration bubbled to the surface as she entered the living room, her gaze sweeping over the scene before her with thinly veiled disdain.

Her aunt, adorned in gaudy attire that clashed with every color of the rainbow, laughed uproariously at some joke shared between her and Jin-ah's mother. Meanwhile, her uncle lounged lazily in his chair, his eyes glazed over as he stared blankly at the television screen.

With a scoff, Jin-ah made her presence known, her demeanor cold and aloof as she addressed her relatives. "What's all this noise about?" she snapped, her tone dripping with sarcasm.

Her mother glanced up at her with a weary smile, attempting to diffuse the tension with a lighthearted remark. "Oh, Jin-ah, you're home," she said, her voice tinged with resignation. "We were just catching up with your aunt and uncle."

But Jin-ah was having none of it, her patience worn thin from the events of the day. "Catching up?" she scoffed, her eyes narrowing with disdain. "More like drowning in a sea of mediocrity."

Her aunt's laughter faltered, replaced by a look of indignation as she bristled at Jin-ah's cutting remark. "And what would you know about it, Miss High-and-Mighty?" she retorted, her voice laced with venom. "You think you're better than us just because you work in some fancy office downtown? Let me tell you, dear, your job won't save you from the reality of our lives."

Jin-ah's lips curled into a smug smirk as she delivered her retort, her words dripping with confidence. "At least I have ambition," she shot back, her gaze challenging her relatives to defy her. "Unlike some people, I refuse to settle for a life of mediocrity."

The aunt's small children chimed in, their high-pitched voices adding to the cacophony of noise. "Look, Mommy, Auntie Jin-ah thinks she's better than us," one of them squealed, earning a harsh glare from Jin-ah.

With a dismissive wave of her hand, Jin-ah turned on her heel and made her way to her room, leaving her relatives to stew in her wake. As she closed the door behind her, a sense of satisfaction washed over her, a reminder that she was no longer the timid girl they once knew. She was Jin-ah, and she was destined for greatness, no matter what obstacles stood in her way.

As Jin-ah retreated to the solace of her room, her thoughts were consumed by the enigmatic figure she had encountered earlier in the park. Taehyung's sudden reappearance had stirred up a whirlwind of emotions within her, leaving her feeling unsettled and off-balance.

"I can't believe he's back," she murmured to herself, her voice barely above a whisper. "After all these years, why now? What does he want from me?"

She paced the length of her small bedroom, her mind swirling with questions and doubts. Memories of their tumultuous past flooded her thoughts, each one a painful reminder of the love and heartache they had shared.

"I thought I had moved on," she confessed to herself, her voice tinged with uncertainty. "But seeing him again... it's like opening old wounds that never fully healed."

Despite her best efforts to push him out of her mind, Taehyung's presence lingered like a shadow, haunting her every thought and action. She couldn't shake the feeling that their paths were destined to cross again, no matter how hard she tried to resist.

"I won't let him get to me," she vowed, her voice firm with determination. "I've worked too hard to let him derail my progress. Whatever game he's playing, I won't let him win."

But even as she spoke those words, Jin-ah couldn't shake the echo of Taehyung's parting words from her mind. "We will meet again, soon," he had said, his voice dripping with a haunting mix of possessiveness and longing.

The word "love" hung in the air like a weight around her neck, filling her with a sense of unease that she couldn't quite shake. Jin-ah cringed at the thought of Taehyung's declaration, her mind racing with a million different scenarios and possibilities.

"We will meet again, soon," she whispered to herself, the words echoing in her mind like a mantra. "But when we do, I'll be ready for whatever he throws at me. I won't let him catch me off guard again."

And with that resolve firm in her heart, Jin-ah turned her attention back to her work, determined to focus on building a future for herself that didn't include Taehyung or the memories of their past.
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