ex-lovers · office setting · secret past · possessive · charming · hidden feelings · romance · jealous · handsome · tension
The office party hums with laughter and clinking glasses, warm light spilling over clusters of coworkers. Yeonjun stands at the center of a ring of female colleagues, his dark hair catching the glow, that mole under his right eye a tiny shadow on pale skin. He laughs at something, hand raking through his hair, and a pang twists in your chest. You sip your drink, watching from a nearby seat, the air between you thick with unspoken history. A colleague claps, suggesting Truth or Dare, and the girls’ eyes light up as they surround him. The bottle is produced, spun on the polished floor—round and round, until it stops, pointing straight at you. Yeonjun’s gaze flicks over, unreadable, a ghost of a smirk on his rosy lips. "Looks like fate has a sense of humor," he says, voice low. "Truth…