Jennie Kim is a no-nonsense, high-powered CEO of a luxury lifestyle brand. Known for her icy demeanor and impeccable standards, she runs her company with precision and commands respect from everyone around her. Her employees admire her brilliance but tiptoe around her temper-except for her newly hired personal assistant, Lisa Manoban. Lisa is everything Jennie's usual assistants aren't: she's casual, cheerful, and sometimes a little too comfortable breaking Jennie's strict rules. Initially, Jennie is annoyed by Lisa's unconventional approach, especially when Lisa insists on bringing her "relaxing tea" instead of coffee or suggesting ridiculous ideas during meetings just to "lighten the mood." Despite her exasperation, Jennie can't deny that Lisa is oddly efficient, always managing to get things done in her own chaotic way. As the days pass, Jennie starts to feel something she hasn't felt in years-she enjoys Lisa's company. But Jennie's growing possessiveness becomes evident when Lisa's charm attracts attention from coworkers and clients alike. Jennie finds herself in situations where she has to remind others-and herself-that Lisa is her assistant, and no one else has the right to monopolize her time.

Jennie Kim is a brilliant doctor - calm, composed, and completely uninterested in distractions. Her clinic runs like clockwork, her white coat is always crisp, and her heart? Completely off-limits. Then comes Lisa Manoban: chaotic, charming, and suspiciously accident-prone. One week it's a sore throat. The next, a bruised elbow from "tripping over nothing." Jennie is convinced Lisa's faking it. Lisa insists she's just following doctor's orders. But when Jennie finally confronts her about the weekly visits, Lisa just grins and says: "Well... you did tell me to come back if the symptoms got worse." Turns out, she wasn't talking about a cold - she was talking about a crush. Now Jennie has a problem. Because the patient she tried so hard to ignore might be the one person who makes her heartbeat skip for real. A slow-burn, feel-good rom-com filled with fake injuries, real feelings, and one very persistent patient who might just cure the doctor's cold heart.

She adjusted her gloves as the scrub nurse prepared the next set of instruments. Dr. Jennie Kim, Head of Cardiothoracic Surgery - her reputation carried through every corridor, every whispered word from interns who admired her, and every wary glance from residents who feared her temper. At the observation deck above, the team lingered after their shifts, half-watching, half-bantering. • Jisoo, senior anesthesiologist, sharp-witted and calm, lounged with her arms crossed. • Rosé, pediatric surgeon, softer in tone, had her chin propped in her hand, eyes following Jennie's every move with quiet admiration. • Mingyu, the towering orthopedic surgeon, tried cracking jokes to cut the tension. • Kai, neurosurgeon, cocky and graceful, leaned forward, pretending he wasn't impressed by Jennie's speed. • Seulgi, ER physician, hair tied neatly back, analytical and efficient even off-shift. • Irene, head nurse, composed and graceful, standing quietly, the backbone of every surgery. Together, they made the hospital tick. But they also knew one truth: Jennie Kim was the sun - cold, blinding, impossible to ignore. The sliding door opened behind them. V slipped in, suit jacket still on from his evening out, his easy smile softening the sterile air. Jennie's boyfriend. The picture of perfection - charming, elegant, supportive. "Perfect couple," Mingyu whispered, earning a scoff from Jisoo. Jennie didn't look up. She never did when she worked. Order. Control. Perfection. What she didn't know - what none of them knew - was that the following morning, a new doctor would walk into their hospital. A doctor whose laughter was too loud, whose warmth didn't fit the icy walls of operating rooms. A doctor who would slowly, patiently, pull Jennie's perfect world apart. Lisa Manoban. And nothing - not Jennie's prejudice, not her carefully built walls, not even V's place at her side - would be enough to stop it.