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A year later:
Taeyeon's Pov:
Taeyeon sat in her office at the K-Toon factory, her fingers tapping rhythmically on her keyboard as she reviewed the latest script for the webcomic project she was overseeing. The past year had flown by in a blur of work, deadlines, and personal growth. The incident of that night in Tokyo had faded into the background, becoming just another hazy memory she tried not to think about too often.
"Oh, preparing the script, huh?" said a familiar voice from her cabin doorway.
Startled, Taeyeon looked up to see a familiar face leaning against the doorframe. "Oh, DoYoon-shii," she said.
Do-Yoon, one of her colleagues from the editorial team, was always dropping by unexpectedly. He was known for his easy charm and keen eye for detail when it came to webcomic storylines.
She had kept some distance from him after that night in Tokyo. He was the one who handed her that drink at the party—the drink that made her feel so off. That memory still left a knot of unease in her stomach. Not to mention, DoYoon had been unusually persistent afterward, calling her repeatedly until he finally saw her at the team stay the next day. It was too much and too invasive.
Now, seeing him here in her office brought all those uncomfortable feelings rushing back.
"How's everything going?" DoYoon asked, stepping further into the room, his tone casual as if nothing were wrong.
