@jayaein_: pov: sunghoon is the ceo of a powerful, well-known company, and you are his secretary. you’ve known each other long before your professional relationship began—back in high school, he was your suitor. he was the nicest, sweetest, and most patient guy you had ever met, the kind who would wait for you outside your classroom with snacks and walk you home even when it rained. but despite all that, you rejected him… because you were in love with his best friend. that was years ago, and you’ve been trying to bury that memory deep inside, convincing yourself it no longer matters. but the sunghoon you know now is nothing like the boy you once knew. the warm smiles have been replaced with a cold, unreadable expression. he is strict, intimidating, and unyielding when it comes to work. he never hesitates to scold you when you make even the smallest mistake, and each time his voice turns sharp, you feel a lump in your throat and your palms growing clammy. yet, despite the fear, you often catch yourself staring at him when he isn’t looking—admiring his sharp jawline, the way his suit fits perfectly, and how his presence alone demands respect. it feels strange… like your heart is betraying your own history with him. one late evening, the entire office floor was empty except for the two of you. you were buried in paperwork, determined to finish it, while he stayed behind to review what you had done. when you finally gathered the stack of documents, you made your way to his office. the silence in the hallway only made the sound of your footsteps louder, each one echoing like a warning in your mind. he was sitting behind his desk, flipping through another file when you entered. you placed the papers in front of him, and he immediately began scanning each page. you stood there nervously, shifting your weight from one foot to another, trying to read his expression—but his eyes were cold and calculating. with every page he turned, your heartbeat grew louder in your chest. after what felt like forever, he set the papers down. “not good at all,” he said flatly, leaning back in his chair. your stomach dropped. “but i made sure i didn’t make a mistake,” you quickly defended, your voice trembling slightly. his gaze sharpened. “so are you saying that i’m wrong?” his voice carried a low annoyance as he rose from his swivel chair, his tall figure making you instinctively take a step back. “n-no, sir. i’m sorry,” you murmured, lowering your head. “you know i don’t accept words,” he said slowly, walking toward you with measured steps. “h-how can i make it up?” you asked, thinking only of fixing your work. “don’t worry… it only needs one thing.” his voice dropped lower, and his eyes flickered down to your lips. you instinctively stepped back until the edge of the table pressed against your lower back. his hands landed on the surface beside you, trapping you in place. your heart was pounding so hard, it felt like he could hear it. “what—” you started, but before you could finish, his lips crashed onto yours. your eyes widened in shock. this wasn’t the ceo you worked for—this was someone else, someone whose kiss carried both heat and unspoken frustration. his hands slid to your waist, pulling you closer until there was no space left between you. your breath hitched as you kissed him back, almost against your own will. the moment felt dangerous, intoxicating, and entirely out of control. when he finally pulled away, both of you were breathing heavily, the air between you charged. “do you think you can be my secretary that easily?” he asked, his tone unreadable. you frowned slightly, trying to make sense of his words. “i purposely found you,” he added, glancing away for a moment. you froze, his confession ringing in your ears. your mind spun, unsure whether to believe him. he stepped closer again, his eyes locking with yours. “in that way, there’s no way for you to reject me again.” (comsec++) reposted 💓 #enhypen #enhypenpov #sunghoon #sunghoonenhypen #fyp

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