When I heard of a new designer coming to the company I was expecting a famous one for sure, especially that they were offered triple the salary usual designers get from our company. But I never thought it would be her, I was surprised, shocked, angry... when I saw her standing in front of me, looking as beautiful as ever... Only this time, there was something different about her, something I was unable to point out. I hated her, but I couldn’t help but miss her. However, there was no way I was going to forgive her. I looked over at Taehyung, who seemed too excited that she’s here, and I couldn’t help but sense that he had a hand in all of this. Though I could care less, because starting today, I’ll be her boss, and I’m not going to make it any easier for her. I looked at her as she was scanning the sheets of papers in front of her... She changed, a lot. She got skinnier, and paler, I haven’t noticed that I was scanning her that much until she stood up and made her way out of the room.

“You... You have something to do with this don’t you?” I glared at Taehyung who only seemed to feign an innocent look, and shrug his shoulder as he made his way out of the room. I felt a hand on my shoulder and I turned to look at Jimin, who had a concerned look on his face as I nodded reassuring him that everything was fine.

Two constant months, for two constant months I’ve been doing nothing but making the job hard, I’d refuse most of her designs criticizing them, when in reality, professionally speaking... they were mesmerizing, she even managed to bring the best out of those two trainees, something our previous designer was unable to do. They could get promoted from designers in trainee to official designers if they keep it up like this. But I was never going to say that, I would make her work on new designs, on her own, and they would still be great. But I would always choose the ones I refused before. I even went to the extent of hiding the previous designs, knowing that we were due the line, and let her take the blame, then made her start all over again. No matter how impossible the situation was, she managed to get through it, and never did she complain. And I hated that, because the more she stayed quite the more I wanted to break her, just for a single reaction from her.

A day prior to the photo shoot, I sent my assistant out earlier and assigned her job to Seul, she had to do a little bit of work as well, and after all she’s getting triple the salary, almost same amount as me. Therefore, working a little bit extra isn’t going to be harmful. I smirked at her baffled expression, and made my way back home. I bought a penthouse in the same building, as Jimin and Taehyung, closed the apartment we once shared and had everything moved to my new home, even the rest of her things... and I don’t know why. Maybe to remind myself? That she doesn’t deserve forgiveness, maybe I was still trying to figure out what changed at that time, and when did it happen. But I couldn’t get anywhere, so I decided to engross myself in work, my parents, more like my mother tried to get me married to the Seo’s daughter, the girl was nice but not my type. It was hopeless anyways; in the end her father turned out to be a douche and ended up in jail. I decided to help my father with putting back his company on tracks, in two years time when the company started to take its way back to success, my brother took over as I joined Taehyung and Mr. Kim to his company and in the next three years, managed to get promoted to creative department’s CEO while Jimin and Taehyung took over the financial department.

By morning time I was still awake, I haven’t had any proper sleep for 5 years now. I got up lazily, changed my clothes and made my way back to my sanctuary. I found that all those who needed to help out have taken the thing I had Seul prepare and left for the photo shoot site, I thought she’d be there as well, but turned out Miss perfect was still sleeping I looked at the clothes she was wearing and her messy desk. *Did she spend the night here?* I looked at her face and she looked... peaceful. She got skinnier, I never bothered to keep an eye on her ever since the day she came. Even if I did so, she’d be back-facing me. Before I realized it my hand reached for her cheek, brushing her soft skin and the more I gazed at her the more sadness took over me.

“Why did you leave me?” This was the first thing I wanted to ask her when I saw her again, but I couldn’t... I didn’t want to hear the same answer from five years ago.

“Jungkook...” she mumbled and I looked at her surprised, this was the first time she called my name instead of Mr. Jeon or sir, even if she was sound asleep I liked it. I missed having her calling my name; I’ll admit that I’ve missed everything about her every day for 5 years. 

“Was I really not enough for you?” My hand kept on brushing her skin, caressing her hair gently enough not to wake her up, as I studied her features.

“You were more than enough, Kook...” I smiled slightly; she really can make sentences in her sleep. I really wanted to believe her, but why would she leave if I was more than enough? Why would she break me that way, her eyes were so cold at that time...

“Then why?” I haven’t realized when a tear cascaded down my cheek, as I held her wrist tightly, my eyes landed on her lip