𝙆𝙋𝙊𝙋 𝙊𝙉𝙀𝙎𝙃𝙊𝙏𝙎

⊹ ࣪ ˖𝙇𝙖𝙮 𝙭 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧

In the bustling heart of Seoul, among the skyscrapers that kissed the clouds, laid the headquarters of one of South Korea's leading entertainment companies. Within its walls, creativity flourished, dreams were nurtured, and careers were forged. Among the diligent employees, there was Y/n, a dedicated and passionate worker who found herself under the wing of one of the company's most esteemed figures, Lay.

Y/n had always admired Lay, not just for his talent but for his gentle demeanor and humble nature. As her boss, he was fair, encouraging, and always had a kind word to spare. Despite the professional boundary that separated them, Y/n couldn't help but harbor a secret admiration for him.

On a particularly busy day, Y/n found herself buried under a mountain of paperwork. The stress weighed heavily on her shoulders, and she couldn't seem to catch a break. As she furrowed her brows in concentration, she heard a soft knock on her office door.

"Come in," she called out, her voice tired but welcoming.

The door creaked open, and in stepped Lay, a concerned expression on his face.

"Y/n, I noticed you've been working non-stop. You need to take a break."

Y/n managed a weary smile.

"I appreciate your concern, Lay, but there's just so much to do."

Lay's eyes softened as he approached her desk, taking a seat opposite her.

"I understand, but your health comes first. How about we take a breather? I'll treat you to some coffee."

Y/n's heart fluttered at his suggestion, but she quickly composed herself.

"That sounds lovely, thank you."

As they walked side by side to the nearby café, Y/n found herself lost in Lay's company. They talked about everything and nothing, their conversation flowing effortlessly like a gentle stream. With Lay, Y/n felt at ease, her worries melting away with each genuine smile he bestowed upon her.

It wasn't long before Y/n realized just how deeply she had fallen for her boss. His kindness, his warmth, his unwavering support—it was all she could ever ask for and more. But she knew better than to entertain such thoughts. After all, Lay was her boss, and their relationship could never extend beyond the confines of professionalism.

Yet, fate had other plans.

One evening, as Y/n was preparing to leave the office, Lay stopped her in her tracks. His expression was unreadable, his eyes shimmering with an emotion she couldn't quite decipher.

"Y/n, there's something I need to tell you," Lay began, his voice soft but determined. "I know that as your boss, there are certain boundaries we must adhere to. But I can't deny the feelings that have been growing inside me."

Y/n's heart skipped a beat as she met Lay's gaze, her breath catching in her throat.

"Lay..."

"I care about you deeply, Y/n," Lay confessed, his words hanging in the air like a delicate melody. "And if you feel even a fraction of what I feel for you, then I want to take a chance on us."

Tears welled up in Y/n's eyes as she listened to Lay's heartfelt confession. In that moment, all her doubts and fears melted away, leaving behind nothing but the overwhelming certainty that she was exactly where she was meant to be.

Without a second thought, Y/n closed the distance between them, her heart pounding in her chest as she cupped Lay's face in her hands.

"I feel it too, Lay," she whispered, her voice barely above a breath. "I've always felt it."