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Days had melded into an exhausting blur for Taeyeon. Each morning began with a frenzied rush to meet deadlines, and each evening ended with her hunching over sketches and scripts, desperately trying to align her work with Jimin's exacting standards. The once-invigorating challenge now felt like a relentless grind, leaving her physically and mentally drained.
The office, once a space of creativity and excitement, had transformed into a battleground where Taeyeon fought daily to prove herself. The pressure to excel was mounting, and though she managed to keep a facade of professionalism, the strain was beginning to show.
Taeyeon finally found a moment of peace as she sank into the familiar bar stool at their usual hangout. The warmth of the low-lit bar and the clink of glasses around her provided a comforting backdrop to her tumultuous thoughts.
"Woah!!! Slow down!" Ki-joo exclaimed, her eyes wide with disbelief, as she watched Taeyeon down a bottle of soju in one go before setting it back on the table.
"Bastard!" Taeyeon muttered, her frustration spilling out with the alcohol. Her emotions were raw and unfiltered as she glared at the empty bottle. "I'm so done with this whole mess. That blond bastard—he doesn't even have a pinch of concern for his colleagues."
Ki-joo huffed, shaking her head in disapproval as she watched her friend. She slammed her hand on the table, making the drunken Taeyeon jump in her seat with a hiccup.
