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"Hajoon-ah, I think.......I like you?" 
You confessed.

His eyes widened from the sudden confession.
In the past, he has had girls come up and confess to him.
However, this situation was something...different.
Th-thump. Th-thump. Th-thump.
Hajoon ignored the feeling.
For the first time, he didn't know how to handle the situation.
"Did you hear what I said?" You asked, feeling annoyed that he didn't reply back.
"Why aren't you saying anything?" 
Hajoon was in too much shock to say anything to you, still thinking about how he was going to get you off.
You smacked him hard on the chest, though he didn't react to your punch.
"Yah! I just confessed," you cried,"you don't like me?"
"P-Park ------shi." He managed to slip out, clearing his throat.
"Wait, why do you look like him?" you leaned in, only a few inches away from his face, "are you his twin?" 
Before Hajoon could speak or even do anything, you were faster.
"Now, you can't tell Hajoon, okay? This is between us," you wiped your tears away with the back of your hand.
"I'm so tired. I'm going to sleep here," you tiredly whined, as you heavily closed your eyes, laying right on his shoulder.
Oh, what the heck?
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"Get home safely," Hajoon wished. Jeongmin bowed his head again.
Hajoon closed the cab's door, looking at you through the window, who had slid onto Haein's shoulder, knocked out.
He watched the cab drove away, wiping his hands against each other, dusting off the dirt.
"Boss, are you ready?" 
He looked over his shoulder and then back at the cab turning right.
"Let's go."
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Hajoon sat in the back, looking out the window.
Th-thump. Th-thump. Th-thump.
He quickly placed his hand over his heart.
What the heck?
Hajoon was confused. He had never felt like that before.
What's going on?
He thought back to your confession.
"I think I like you."

"Boss."
Hajoon quickly looked up, removing his hand from his chest, making eye contact with his driver through the rear mirror.
"Did you get anything from -------shi?"
Hajoon cleared his throat, focusing back on his mission.
"I did, but she was very vague. We need to do more research. Look into a black box," Hajoon said, before looking out the window again.
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Haein walked into his gray, spacious walk-in closet.
He slid open his Tag Heuer watch collection, carefully choosing a watch to go with his simple black suit.
He clipped the watch onto his wrist.
He was slowly distracted by your drunk confession.
"I like you."
He thought, quoting you.
No, she was drunk. She wasn't in her right mind. 
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Hajoon handed his keys to the valet.
He saw you and Haein, talking to each other, your backs faced him.
Th-thump. Th-thump. Th-thump.
He felt it again. 
Nope.
He ignored the feeling, making his way up.

"Wait, I thought you and Mr. Hajoon-shi were a thing?"

He heard.
He softly smiled, only to catch himself doing that.
What's happening to me?
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"Meeting adjourned," the former chairman dismissed.
"Let's have lunch together," he suggested.
Everyone agreed except Soohyuk.
Hajoon looked across the long table over at Soohyuk.
Soohyuk bowed his head.
"Grandpa, I may have to excuse myself for this lunch."
Mrs. Lee grabbed onto Soohyuk's arm, gaining his attention.
"What are you doing?" She whispered.
"Why is that?" The former chairman asked.
"I have some business to attend. Regardless, please don't let that spoil your guys' lunch. Excuse me, again," Soohyuk bowed to the rest of the family members, before leaving.
Hajoon observed Soohyuk.
Is he planning something with his mother?

"Hajoon-ah."
He broke out of his thoughts and looked over at the former chairman.
"Yes?"
Truth was Hajoon wasn't close to his grandfather at all.
"How's the company? The staff treating you well?" 
"It's alright. I made a few changes here and there to accommodate my policy, so it's okay for now."
"I'm glad that I chose you to take over. I always knew there was something special about you," he smiled.
Hajoon gave him a slight bow.
Mrs. Lee heard the conversation, rolling her eyes.
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"Excuse me. I will be back," Hajoon said, pushing his chair out.
His grandpa didn't say anything besides nod his head as the other members looked over at Hajoon.
He walked out of the room.
"Did you order what I asked?" He looked over to one of the men standing outside of the room.
"Yes, Boss."
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What am I doing?
Hajoon thought, walking back into the building.
Did she go on a date with Soohyuk?
Or, are they actually working together this time?
She would have told me though.
Honestly, he felt a little disappointed and maybe even...upset.
He thought back to what he said to Haein. 
Aish, now I need to find something for her to do.
He entered the printing room, randomly picking a packet of papers and sticking a sticky note on top of the pile.
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Hajoon sat in his chair, looking at the lunch bag he placed behind his desk.
Hajoon wouldn't do this.
He scoffed, thinking that he's gone mad.

He recalled what you spoke about last night. 
He quickly reached for his phone and made a call.
"Have you guys found anything on the black box?" 
"We're still looking into it, Boss. I will report back as soon as we find anything on it."
"What about the lady? Have you guys located her?" 
"We know that she resides in Park ------'s neighborhood."
"Find her as soon as possible."
"Will do."
"Boss, what about that guy that's still at the warehouse? He hasn't said anything to us."
"If he doesn't say anything, kill him," Hajoon made up his mind.

"Are you okay?"

The mumbling caught Hajoon's attention. He looked at his door, realizing that it wasn't closed all the way.
"Get the job done quickly."
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Your heart dropped; your eyes widened as you slowly backed away from his door.
Kill who?
You thought, tripping over your own foot.
Before your bottom made contact with the floor, you felt a hand on each side of your arm, supporting you from falling.
You snapped out of your thoughts, looking over your shoulder.
"Are you okay?"
You were still in shock, only nodding to him.
"Is Hajoon busy?" Soohyuk asked, looking at his office door.
He's my partner. Soohyuk is the enemy.
You reminded yourself.
"Ah, yes, we should come another time," you lied.
You grabbed Soohyuk's arm, turning him around to head back to the elevator.
"We should head ba---"

"--------shi."
You and Soohyuk stopped, both looking over your shoulders, 
He stood by the door, looking at you and Soohyuk.
"Mr. Hajoon-shi," you bowed your head.
"Did you get those files copied?"
"Um...I-I did. They're here," you waved the papers in your right hand, feeling a few cold sweats run down your back.
"Set them in my office," he ordered, then he looked over at Soohyuk.
"Did you need something?" 
"Maybe later. You seem busy," Soohyuk said.
Hajoon turned around and walked back to his desk, as the door slowly closed.
You looked at Soohyuk.
"Thank you for earlier."
"It's nothing," he smiled.
"I'll see you later then."
"See you soon," then he walked to the elevators.
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You stood in front of Hajoon's doors again. You felt a bad vibe about this call. 
It's nothing. He was probably just watching a movie....or playing a game.
You pushed his door open.
"I guess knocking isn't a thing anymore."
He glanced up from his laptop.
"We're partners. I don't think I need to knock anymore," you confidently said, walking up to his desk.
You needed to act as normal as possible.
"Where did you want me to put these?" 

You felt that weird tingling feeling under your stomach, but you had to avoid it.
There was no time for that.
You began doubting your partnership. All you wanted to do was leave.
You closely observed him, noticing that he was his normal self.
That unbothered look, mysterious and dark aura around him.

Does she remember last night?
Hajoon thought.
"You can put it here," he pointed with his pen at the right corner of his desk.
You sat the pile down, bowed, before taking your leave.
"Are you okay?" 
You stopped and turned around to look at him.
Oh my god. Did he hear me? What do I say? Did he really kill someone?
You panicked.
You cleared your throat.
"Of course, why wouldn't I?" 
"You were heavily intoxicated last night, so I wondered, that's all," Hajoon continued typing.
Last night...aish, was it not a dream?
"W-why? Did...did something happened...last night" Your heart began pounding faster.
You had totally forgot about last night.
You better not say it. You better not say it!
You prayed.
"No, what happened?" He looked up from his screen.
Did nothing really happen?
You wondered.
There was something about his eyes, his face, his pretense that made you nervous.
You weren't sure if it was your brain playing tricks, or if you were afraid of him.
"Nothing," you replied, "have a good afternoon."
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You walked out of his office and paused.
You did a small victory dance outside of his office. 
YESSS!! It was just a dream!
You celebrated.
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Hajoon glanced up, looking at his door slowly closed.
He saw you quietly alternate your jumps from your right foot to your left, waving your arms in the air.
He smiled and released a small chuckle, seeing your dance.
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"I'll see you in the next two weeks!" Haein said, putting her coat on.
You stopped wiping the desk.
"What?"
"Yea, you didn't hear about it?"
"About what?" You straightened your back.
"Ms. Kim said that the company is doing some renovation, so the building will be closed for the staff's safety."
"Renovating?"
"Yea, I don't know, but that's what Ms. Kim said. She told us when you went to the Chairman's office."
"Oh."
Haein nodded her head," did you need a ride home?"
"It's okay. I have to stop by at the grocery store as well."
You continued wiping the desk once more.
"Aw, okay! See you later then!" Haein waved good bye to you then she walked out first.
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You strolled along the grocery area of the store, picking out the things you needed.
What do I need? Ramen. Garlic. Sliced pork. Green onion. Seaweed.
You placed the items in your small cart.
"Kill him."
His words ran through your mind.
No, it can't be real. What kind of person kill someone when they own such a big company?
What if they're closing the building because of that?
No, no, no.
You shook your head, denying it.
He would tell me. We're partners. Maybe, he was watching a movie or something.

You walked along the office supplies, looking at all the cute stationaries.
Omo, this is so cute!
You were easily excited over small things like that.
Huh?
You removed the black pen off the hook it was hanging on.
You flipped the packaging over.

"It's not just a pen. With its built-in tracking device, you'll never lose your favorite pen."

A tracking pen?
You looked at the price.
80,000 won?
You placed the pen back on its hook.
You rolled your cart away from the aisle and walked to the ramen section.
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Hmm.
You thought, leaning on your cart, thinking of what to get.
You ended up getting a spicy and seafood ramen. They were best for chilly nights like tonight.
After that, you walked to the soft drink section, looking at the Coke that was placed on the top shelf.
What a convenient way of stocking the drinks.
You deeply sighed, hands on your hips.
You looked down the aisle from left and right, before attempting to take a step on the shelf to grab the drink.
You definitely didn't want anyone to see you climb the shelf.
You took that step and reached for the bottle, only to be stopped.

"Company won't cover that bill."

You looked over your shoulder, only to see him. 
"Omo!"
You stumbled on your own foot, falling flat on your bottom.
"Are you okay?" Hajoon asked, kneeling down in front of you.
He had a look of concern.
"What are you doing here?" you looked at him.

Th-thump. Th-thump. Th-thump.

Please not right now.
You begged.
You quickly got up and wiping off the dust from your bottom.
Hajoon sighed and stood up after you.
He grabbed the drink and handed it to you.
"Thank you, Mr. Hajoon-shi," you thanked, avoiding eye contact with him.
"You're welcome."
Does he know I heard him earlier? Why would he be here?
"Are you here for groceries?" You asked, looking at his hands. 
He carried nothing.
"Yea, why would I be here then?" 
Just act normal. Normal as you can be.
You reminded yourself.
"Well, have a good night then," you wished, before walking away with your cart.
You became confused of who he was.
You were juggling the idea of him being your partner and now him killing someone.
That's it?
Hajoon thought.
He was a little disappointed by this encounter. 
Normally, you would tag along with him or question him till the end.
"Park ------shi!" he called.
You stopped and turned around to look at him.
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Distracted by the shopping, you had forgotten to be afraid of him.
You helped him pick out some Korean vegetables and snacks.
"These are really good!" You pointed at the coffee pouch that was placed in the fridge.
Grocery shopping had made you forget about his words.
"How good?"
"Like, really good," you tried selling it.
It was your favorite to-go drinks.
You would have added them to your own cart if the budget allowed you.
"Grab as much as you like."
"How about 5? I'll grab one of each kind for you to try."
You placed the five flavors in his cart. 
"Mr. Hajoon-shi."
He looked back at you.
You smiled.
"This one is my favorite," as you held the vanilla macchiato pouch.
He didn't say anything to you, but he noted it.
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"Is this all you needed?" you asked.
"Yea, I live alone."
What great timing!
You celebrated.
"You live alone?"
Hajoon turned to look at you.
"Yea, why?"
"Where do you live?" 
He gave you a confused look.
"Why would you need to know that information?"
Okay, he's smart.
You thought, a little discontented that your interrogation didn't go as planned.
Usually, it worked with Soohyuk. 
"You know where I live, so why can't I know where you live? What if there's an emergency?" 
"I'll come to you then. Just call me."
Your stomach tingled.
Focus!
"About that. I don't have your number," you realized.
"You don't?"
You shook your head.

"ONLY for emergencies," Hajoon handed back your phone.
"Thank you, Mr. Hajoon-shi!" You took your phone from him.
"Do you have mine?" 
"I know everything about you."
Wait, what?
Your heart dropped for a second.
"I can access company files."
"Or, you could have asked me," you said, before walking away.
What's got into him tonight?
You thought.
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"Are you taking the bus home?" 
"Why?" You asked, as you two walked out of the store.
"Did you need a ride?" 
How generous!
You were confused to why he was acting this way.
You thought, maybe he accepted you two being partners now.
"So, today you'll give me a ride home?" you raised a brow.
"Last time, I asked and you were about to leave me in a place miles and miles away from home." 
If you could cross your arms, you would.
"About to, but I didn't, right?"
You thought for a second, knowing that he was right.
"It doesn't matter."
"It's fine. Your choice," Hajoon shrugged, walking away first.
"Wait!" You yelled.
Hajoon smiled, then he fixed on his stern look, looking back at you.
You sped-walk towards him.
"Because you offered." 

"Do you need help?"
He looked at the bags in your hand.
"No."
Ignoring your answer, he grabbed the bag in the left hand.
"Mr. Hajoon-shi."
You raised your hand to stop him, but he walked ahead first.
Your lips slowly formed a smile.
Th-thump. Th-thump. Th-thump.
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You slowly scanned his car, as he waited for you to place your bags in the back.
"Did you get another car?" You looked at him.
This time, he drove a black Cadillac Escalade.
"Does it matter?"
"Of course. Don't you think it would be a good idea if I know what kind of cars you drive? You know, emergencies?"
"So, first, where I live. Next, my cell phone number, and now, my cars?" He raised a brow.
You gripped onto the bag you were holding.
"W-what?"
"Are you...stalking me?" He asked, taking a step closer to you.

This time your heart wasn't pounding because you felt the tingles. 
It was because your fight-or-flight instinct was kicking in.
"Why would I need to stalk you? We're partners, aren't we?"
You stood your position, not givinng away how scared you were.
"I'm just letting you know. You'll need to try hard."
"No, I can just ask you."
"Or that," he looked at your hand, "are you going to put the bag in the back?" 
You looked at the bag you were holding, before placing it in the back.

You sat in the passenger's side, waiting for him.
You gave it a quick scan.
Nothing suspicious.
You thought just as he opened the door to his side.
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Before you knew it, Hajoon had parked in the front of your home.
"Thanks for dropping me off," you bowed.
You held a grocery bag on each hand.
Hajoon gave you a nod in acknowledgment.
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You walked straight into the kitchen.
You took the things you bought out of the bag, sorting them out in their own section.
You noticed that there was another bag inside your vegetable bag.
Weird.
You pulled out the extra bag, reaching for what was inside. 
It was one of those coffee pouches that you had picked out for Hajoon.
Huh?
You stared at the packet for a second, thinking that you didn't pick out any coffee.
You opened the bag, revealing the other four pouches.

You quickly searched for your phone in your bag.
You highlighted his name, giving you the option to send him a text.

You: Mr. Hajoon-shi, I think your coffee bag slipped into my vegetable bag.
If you didn't go too far, turn around and come pick the bag up. 9:46PM/21:46.

Sent.
Now, all you had to do was wait for his text; that wait wasn't too long.

Chairman Wi Ha Joon: It's for you. 9:47PM/21:47.

You smiled at his text.
For me?
You thought.
His words from before came back to your mind, fading away your smile.
I should be careful. Maybe, Eunwoo was right the whole time.
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Hajoon glanced up from his phone, looking at your home.
Maybe, there is a reason why Eunwoo is looking into you.
He scanned your neighborhood, wondering where the lady could possibly be.
Where can you be?
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The week started off slow, but great.
You were getting things done around the house, but you did miss one thing about work.
You had a longing feeling to see him.
You opened your phone and highlighed his name.
Don't.
You restrained.
You opened your closet and there, it revealed his blazers and sweater still in the clear wrap.
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You stood in front of the dry cleaning shop.
"Oh, it's you again," the man greeted, as he was putting a blazer on the hanger.
You smiled and walked over to the counter.
"What can I help you with?"
"The last time I got my friend's blazers cleaned, you told me about that brand," you began.
"That's right."
"Would you perhaps remember who the other customer was?"
The man thought for a second. 
"If I see him again, I'll remember, but to think of him right now, I don't."
You were a little disappointed.
"However, if you want to know more about it, you can go to my friend's shop which is in the Seocho-gu area.
His name is Jung Hae In. He's knowledgable it that area, and he can probably help you with what you're looking for."
"Thank you," you bowed before taking your leave.
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You hopped on a bus and began making your way to the area as the man had suggested.
You stood in front of a men's warehouse, looking at the building first.
You took a deep breath before entering.
"Can I help you?" 
You looked at the man.
"I'm looking for Jung Hae In." 
"Ah, I can take you to him,"the man said, "Please follow me."
You followed him to the back.
"Mr. Jung, you have a guest," the man bowed before taking his leave.

You bowed in respect, and he smiled.
"What are you looking for today?" He asked, walking away from the mannequin.
He seemed to be working on another collection.
"You. I was referred by an acquaintance."
"Oh, you are Park -----shi, right? He called me earlier saying that you'd drop by."
You smiled.
He walked over to where you stood.
"What can I help you with?"
"About that," you paused, pulling out one of Hajoon's blazer from your tote bag, before setting it down on his desk.
Hae In looked at the piece and then back at you. 
"Can I?"
"Of course."
He took the blazer and draped it over on a mannequin, anaylzing the material and quality, then he looked at the tag, Brunello Cucinelli.
Hae In took a step back.
You were a little scared by the way he looked at you.
His look was unsettling.
"How did you get this blazer?"
"Is...is there a problem?"
"Where did you get it?"
"It's...a friend of mine," you replied.
"A friend?" 
You slowly nodded your head.
"This brand is rare to find and only a few people can wear this." 
"What do you mean?" You were confused.
He wasn't getting the to the point just like the man at the dry cleaner.
It began making you anxious. 
"If you are friend with this person, I would stay away," he warned, removing the blazer off the mannequin.
He gently handed back the blazer, and you took it, a little hesitant.
"Stay away?" You questioned.
He looked at you.

"He can be a dangerous person."

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