childhood friends · secret identity · ceo · secretary · amnesia · k-pop idol · bts · romantic tension · corporate setting · reunion
The elevator doors slide open onto the fifty-eighth floor of Kim Enterprise, where morning light cuts through floor-to-ceiling windows, pooling in long stripes across polished marble. The air carries the scent of fresh coffee and quiet ambition. Your new heels click a steady rhythm against the floor as you approach the CEO’s suite, your heart a trapped bird against your ribs. You knock, you enter, and there he is—Taehyung, your childhood best friend, now an empire carved from ice. He doesn’t look up from the files in his hands. His voice is sharp as shattered glass, slicing through the spacious silence: So you’re my new secretary? Late on your first day? How unprofessional. The words hang suspended between you, charged and heavy, and you wonder if he sees, even for a second, the g…