Chapter 2: A New Beginning

The morning after her father’s message lingered in YN’s mind like a cloud, but she pushed it aside as she walked into her office. Today was no ordinary day she was scheduled to meet her new Secretary, someone highly recommended by her father. Although YN typically preferred to make such decisions herself, she trusted her father’s judgement in this case, hoping the new hire would be as competent as advertised.

The office was already bustling with energy when YN arrived. Han Beom Seok, ever efficient, was already in place, organising files and ensuring everything was in order.

"Good morning, Ms. YN," Beom Seok greeted her with a polite bow. "Your new Secretary has just arrived. Shall I bring him in?"

YN nodded, straightening the papers on her desk. "Yes, please."

A moment later, the door opened, and in walked a tall, strikingly handsome man with a warm smile. He stood at 180cm, his broad shoulders filling the doorway. His presence was magnetic, a combination of confidence and charm that seemed to draw everyone’s attention without him even trying. His skin was pale, almost luminescent under the office lights, highlighting the sharp lines of his face. He had a big face, monolid eyes that seemed to sparkle with mischief, and the softest, most plump lips YN had ever seen.

"Ms. YN, it’s a pleasure to meet you," he said, bowing respectfully, though the smile never left his face. "I’m Seokjin Kim, your new Secretary."

YN’s eyes widened slightly, her heart skipping a beat. Seokjin Kim? The name echoed in her mind, tugging at a memory she had long buried. She quickly composed herself, masking her surprise behind a professional demeanour.

"Seokjin, welcome," YN replied, offering a polite smile. "Please, take a seat."As Seokjin sat down, YN couldn’t help but notice the way his long neck, with its pronounced Adam’s apple, only added to his striking appearance. His build was impressive too broad shoulders tapering down to a small waist, and thighs that were clearly well-built. Everything about him screamed confidence, and it was evident in the way he carried himself.

"So, how’s the most beautiful boss doing this fine morning?" Seokjin asked with a grin, leaning back in his chair with the ease of someone who had known YN for years.

YN blinked, caught off guard by his humor. "Well, I appreciate the honesty," she replied, her lips curving into a small smile despite herself.

"You’ll find that honesty is my best policy," Seokjin said with a mock-serious expression. "Right after telling bad jokes and making sure everyone knows I’m World Wide Handsome, you know." He paused for effect, flashing her a wink. "But don’t worry, I always clean up my messes. It’s part of my charm."

YN couldn’t help but chuckle, a rare sound in her office. This guy’s personality is… something else, she thought, though not in a bad way. "I’ll keep that in mind," she said, still smiling. "So, tell me about your experience, Seokjin."

Seokjin leaned forward, his smile widening. "Well, I’ve worked in various administrative roles over the years, most recently as the personal assistant to the CEO of a mid-sized company. I’ve always enjoyed being in roles where I can support leadership and help drive success. And if I can add a little laughter to the day, all the better."

YN nodded, impressed by his credentials, even as her mind kept racing. There was no denying his charm, his ease with people. But why did he seem so familiar?

"Have we met before, Seokjin? You seem… familiar," YN finally asked, her curiosity getting the better of her.

Seokjin’s smile broadened, and he chuckled softly. "I was wondering if you would remember me, Ms. YN. We went to the same high school, though I was a year ahead of you. We had a few classes together."

The realisation hit YN like a wave. Suddenly, it all made sense—the familiarity, the name, the smile. He was that Seokjin. The boy she had admired from afar, the one who had always made her laugh, even if they hadn’t been close.

"I remember now," YN said, her voice softening. "You were always the class clown, weren’t you?"

Seokjin laughed, a deep, hearty sound that seemed to fill the entire room. "Guilty as charged! I was the guy who thought it was a great idea to put a whoopee cushion on the teacher’s chair. It didn’t go over as well as I’d hoped, but hey, you live and learn. And look at me now, still making people laugh, still World Wide Handsome!"

YN found herself laughing along with him, the memories of high school flooding back. "How could I forget?" she murmured, more to herself than to him.

For a moment, the office around them seemed to fade, leaving just the two of them in a bubble of shared memories. YN felt a strange mix of emotions—nostalgia, surprise, and something else she couldn’t quite name. It was as if fate had brought them back together after all these years.

Beom Seok, who had been quietly observing from the sidelines, cleared his throat, breaking the spell. "Ms. YN, you have a meeting in ten minutes."

"Right," YN said, snapping back to the present. She straightened in her chair, regaining her professional composure. "Seokjin, it looks like we’ll have to cut this short. Beom Seok will help you get settled in. We’ll have plenty of time to catch up later."

"Of course, Ms. YN. I’m looking forward to working with you," Seokjin replied, standing and giving her another respectful bow, though his eyes still sparkled with mischief. "And don’t worry, I’ll try not to dazzle everyone too much with my good looks can’t have them all fainting on the job!"

As Seokjin and Beom Seok left the office, YN leaned back in her chair, her thoughts swirling. She had spent years carefully guarding her heart, hiding behind her work and pushing away any thoughts of romance. But now, with Seokjin back in her life, she couldn’t help but wonder if the universe was trying to tell her something.

Little did she know, this was just the beginning of a journey that would challenge everything she thought she knew about love, life, and herself.

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