She thinks he's infuriating. Flirty, vain, impossibly beautiful - and utterly insufferable.
He thinks she's rude. Arrogant. Too sharp for her own good.
She's supposed to stay professional. Namjoon's children are under her care - their routines, their lessons, their safety. Her world is order, patience, and control.
It isn't her career, not really - just something that lets her live quietly, travel, and still have time for the one thing that keeps her sane: writing fanfics online.
It was supposed to be harmless. A hobby. A way to stay connected to stories she loved.
Until he became part of them.
When her most loyal reader begs for a love story about him - Park Jimin - she has no choice but to write it.
The one man capable of making her blood boil with just a glance.
By day, she avoids the man who unsettles her every time he walks into the room.
By night, she writes about a version of him she doesn't even believe exists.
Behind screens, behind anonymity, they meet in secret: words she writes, words he devours, fantasies and longing neither dares speak aloud.
Enemies in real life.
Lovers between the lines.
And somewhere in the margins of fiction and reality, something dangerous begins -
a love neither of them meant to find, and neither knows how to stop.
"Because sometimes the truth isn't spoken aloud.
Sometimes, it's written - in between the lines."
"Namjoon, what am I to you?" your voice came out weaker than you wanted but you stood your ground.
"What? Y/N, you're being ridiculous. You're my girlfriend, of course." he chuckled. He had already turned back around to face the computer. At least he didn't put his headphones back on.
"Really, Namjoon? Because it feels like I'm your maid."
Dating is already hard. But imagine dating the leader of one of the biggest Korean boy group. You work as a doctor at Seoul's biggest hospital. You struggle between work and your relationship with an idol. Will your relationship prevail? Or will both of you end up losing in this maze?