Love Is in the Air

Seoul looked different from the top floor of Jeon Enterprise.
Not brighter.
Not softer.
Just… quieter.
Jeon Jungkook stood near the floor-to-ceiling glass wall of his office, hands tucked into the pockets of his tailored black suit. The city lights below him glittered like stars he never had time to admire. To the world, he was everything—youngest billionaire CEO, ruthless businessman, golden boy with a face carved by gods and a mind sharper than knives.
But in this moment, he was just a man staring at his reflection in glass, wondering how a single person could disturb the calm he had built so carefully.
Her.
Min Yn.
He hadn’t planned it. He never did. Feelings were weaknesses, distractions he had trained himself to eliminate. Yet somehow, quietly, naturally—like air filling lungs—she had entered his world.
And stayed.