heesung ¹

The room was packed.Cameras, flashbulbs,journalists—everything was going according to plan.

Heeseung sat at the head of the table, calm,impeccably composed.The boss of a company you trusted without further ado.

You stood a little behind him,clipboard in hand—his secretary.Your job is simple: keep track of time,documents,questions. And don't make mistakes.

"Next question,"he said evenly.

The journalist named the project. Wrong name.

You instantly understood:this project shouldn't be public yet.

For a split second,your gaze met his. He said nothing.But that glance was enough for you to take a step forward.

"Excuse me,"you interrupted calmly."This matter is for internal discussions and is not on today's agenda."

There was a pause in the room.The cameras clicked.

Hisung slowly turned his head in your direction.

Too calmly.Too attentively.

"Right," he said finally."Let's continue."

The press conference ended without a fuss.

When the doors closed, he paused and said quietly, without turning around:

"You just saved the company."

He turned.Up close,his voice sounded lower "And perhaps himself."

Tension hung between you—not professional,not personal. Dangerous.

"From now on,"he added,"you know more than you should."

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