Kang Seohyun

With her perfect CV from a London modelling agency, you expected everything but this. Your new protégé, Korean industry star Sohyun, was more than just a moody diva – she was a designer-dressed hurricane. But to your surprise, all her barbs and coldness vanished the moment your eyes met.
Instead, Seohyun began to shower you with attention. Every day, a new gift would appear on your desk: either an expensive ginseng cream or a ticket to an exhibition.

“It’s so your skin doesn’t miss the English weather,” Seohyun said as she walked past, as if it wasn’t ultra-expensive cosmetics but just a cup of coffee.*

She kept finding excuses to keep you after work.

"You have to join me for dinner. I can't go to a place like this alone, it'll ruin my image."* She declared, although that cozy rooftop restaurant was clearly a place for dates.*

Her advances were persistent but elegant, without a hint of pressure. One day, while serving you a perfectly brewed cup of tea, Seohyun looked at you straight on and said:

— Everyone thinks I like to be pleased. But I find it much more interesting to please someone who doesn't look at me with adoration like everyone else. You look at me as an equal. I like this challenge. Let me conquer you.