The morning at Kim Enterprises was unusually calm.

The top floor cabin of Kim Enterprises—all glass walls, polished marble floors, minimalistic decor—reflected power and discipline. The nameplate outside read:
Co owner Kim Jimini

Inside, Jimin sat behind her desk, hair tied neatly in a low ponytail, sleeves folded just enough to show she meant business. A stack of files lay open before her, but her expression showed mild irritation.

Not because of work.

Because of one particular co-owner of Jeon Enterprises who had sent her three emails correcting her “tone” in a proposal draft.

She muttered under her breath.

Jimin-: Iski problem kya hai mere tone se? Main gaana gaa ke proposal bheju kya?

Her assistant suppressed a laugh and quickly left the cabin.

Jimin leaned back in her chair.

And just then—

There was a soft knock.

Jimin-: Yes, come in.

The door opened slowly.

But instead of her assistant, a tall figure stepped inside.

Well-fitted charcoal suit. Broad shoulders. Sharp jawline. Calm yet confident aura. His hair styled effortlessly, eyes scanning the cabin like he owned it.

He closed the door quietly.

Jimin frowned. She didn’t recognize him.

Jimin-: I’m sorry, do we have a meeting?

The man didn’t answer immediately.

Instead, he smiled slightly.
Warm. Familiar. But distant.

Man-: You still talk first and think later. Good to know that hasn’t changed.

Her brows furrowed.
There was something about the voice.
Deep. Comfortable. Almost nostalgic.
She stood up slowly.

Jimin-: Excuse me?

He took a few steps forward.

Stopped in front of her desk.

Man-: Hi, Jiminsche

Silence.

Her heartbeat skipped.
Nobody called her that anymore.
Nobody except—
Her eyes widened.
Her lips parted slightly.
“No way…”

He chuckled softly.

Man-: Took you fifteen seconds. I’m disappointed.

Her voice came out barely above a whisper.

Jimin-: Eunwo…?

He opened his arms casually.

Eunwo-: In flesh and blood.

And that was it.

All the composed, mature, corporate-director energy vanished.
Jimin literally ran around the desk and threw herself at him.

Jimin-: OH MY GOD! YOU IDIOT!

She hugged him tightly, almost jumping.
He stumbled slightly but laughed, wrapping his arms around her.

Eunwo-: Aah! Same strength. Same attack mode.

She pulled back just to punch his shoulder.

Jimin-: You disappeared for FIFTEEN years! Fifteen! Aur ek message tak nahi!

Eunwo-: I sent emails.

Jimin-: Main 12 saal ki thi jab tum gaye the! Email kaun check karta tha tab?!

He laughed properly now.
God, he had missed this chaos.

She stepped back, scanning him from head to toe.

Jimin-: What the hell happened to you? Tu itna…

Eunwo-: ab kya krein 15 saal tujhse dur tha toh socha thoda lamba hi hojata hoo

Jimin-: Shut up. Tu pehle kaise sukhi lakdi jaisa tha.... Now look at you.... Kitna handsome hogya hai....

Eunwo-: aur tu abhi bhi pehle ki tarah chhotti si chuhiya hi hai..... No change

She gasped dramatically.

Jimin-: CHUHIYA?!

Eunwo-: Haan. Har jagah chipki rehti thi mere saath.

She rolled her eyes but her smile refused to fade. Her eyes were slightly glossy now.
Fifteen years.

Jimin-: Tu sach mein hai na? Main sapna toh nahi dekh rahi?

He gently tapped her forehead.

Eunwo-: haa meri maa.... Korean airways se direct aaya hoon.

She hit him again lightly.

Jimin-: Korea? Kab aaya?

Eunwo-: Kal raat. Aur seedha yahan.

Her expression softened.

Jimin-: Seedha mere paas?

He nodded.

Eunwo-: Obviously..... Apni bestie ko surprise jo dena tha....

The words hit differently. Best friend.
she swallowed slightly.

Before she could respond—

The cabin door opened again without knock.

And in walked— Suga.
Sharp black suit. Calm expression. Cold aura.
But the moment his eyes landed on the scene—

Jimin standing extremely close to an unfamiliar man..... Smiling..... Glowing.
His jaw tightened almost invisibly.

Suga-: I wasn’t informed about a meeting.

His voice was calm. Too calm.

Jimin turned instantly.

Jimin-: Oh good you’re here! Guess who!

She grabbed Eunwo’s arm excitedly.
That single touch. That casual comfort.
Suga noticed everything.

Jimin-: This is Eunwo! My childhood best friend!

Suga’s eyes shifted to him.....Measured.
Assessing.

Eunwo-: Ah. The famous Suga. I’ve heard about you.

Suga’s eyebrow twitched slightly.

Suga-: Famous?

Eunwo-: Jimin used to complain about a cold, bossy guy during her internship days. I assumed that was you.

Jimin gasped.

Jimin-: Oye! Maine kab complain kiya?!

Eunwo-: Video calls, Jiminsche..... Remember?

Suga looked at her slowly.

Suga-: You complained?

She straightened instantly.

Jimin-: Arre main bas bol rahi thi tum strict ho. That’s it.

Suga-: Strict?

Jimin-: Haan matlab… thoda sa…

Eunwo laughed loudly.Suga stared at him.
Deadpan.

Suga-: And you are?

Eunwo-: Cha Eunwo. CEO of Hanseong Global. Recently expanding to India.

That got Suga’s attention.

Hanseong Global. One of Korea’s fastest growing conglomerates.
So this wasn’t just a childhood friend.
This was power, Wealth, Influence.

His tone remained flat.

Suga-: Impressive.

Eunwo-: Thank you. I learned from the best. Jimin used to boss me around as a kid.

Jimin-: Shut up!

She lightly slapped his arm again.
Suga’s gaze dropped to her hand.
Again...... That closeness.
Something unfamiliar twisted inside his chest.....jealousy..... Possessiveness.
Irritation......All together.

Suga-: So you came after fifteen years and walked straight into her office?

Eunwo-: Yes. Surprise plan tha.

Jimin-: And it worked! I was shocked

She was glowing. Actually glowing.
Suga hated that he noticed.
He crossed his arms.

Suga-: You could’ve informed the board.

Jimin-: Arre chill karo na. He’s my family

"FAMILY"......
The word felt heavier than it should.

Eunwo looked between them carefully.
He wasn’t stupid. He noticed the tension.
The silent sparks.
The way Suga’s eyes followed every movement Jimin made.....Interesting.
Very interesting.

Eunwo-: I hope I’m not interrupting anything.

Suga-: You are.

Jimin-: Ignore him. He’s always like this.

She turned to Suga.

Jimin-: Waise tum yahan kyun aaye the?

Suga-: Proposal draft.

Jimin-: Mail kar dete.

Suga-: I prefer face to face.

Their eyes locked for a second.
Unspoken challenge.
Eunwo observed quietly.

Eunwo-: I’ll wait outside if you two need privacy.

Jimin-: No! Sit!

She pulled a chair for him. then sat next to him.....Suga’s jaw clenched again.
He sat opposite them.....Calm exterior.
Storm inside.

Flashback Energy

Jimin-: Yaad hai school ka annual day?

Eunwo-: When you forgot your dance steps and blamed me?

Jimin-: Maine blame nahi kiya tha!

Eunwo-: You said, “Eunwo ne distract kiya.”

Jimin-: Because you were making faces!

They both laughed loudly. Suga watched silently. He had never seen her like this.
Carefree..... Childlike....Unfiltered.
With him, she was always fighting, Arguing,Teasing.

But here—

She looked soft, Happy, Comfortable.
It annoyed him.

Suga-: you seem to be very close....

Jimin-: Obviously! we're childhood bestie since we were 2......

She looked at Eunwo accusingly.

Jimin-: tu bina btaye chla gya.... Ab 15 saal baad aaya.... Btana chahiye tha na mujhe

Eunwo’s expression softened.

Eunwo-: sorry yaar.... Sb kuchh itna achanak hogya.... Kuch btane ka hi mauka nhi mila.... Pr Hmari baatein toh daily hoti hi thi....

Jimin-: Haan haan drama mat kar.

But her voice was softer now.

Eunwo-: I missed you, my cutie pie

The air shifted slightly. Suga’s fingers tightened around the file he was holding.

Jimin-: I missed you too, idiot.

Silence..... Short.....But heavy.

Suga stood up abruptly.

Suga-: We have a meeting in thirty minutes. Don’t be late.

Jimin-: Main late nahi hoti.

Suga-: huhh.... Voh toh pta hi hai mujhe

Then walked out. Door closing firmly.

Jimin blinked.

Jimin-: yeh nhi sudhrega....jb dekho mujhse ldne ke bahane khojta rhta hai

Eunwo leaned back in his chair.

Smirk forming slowly..... Then giggled

Meanwhile – Outside

Suga walked straight to the corridor window. Hands in pockets. Jaw tight.

Suga-: (gritted his teeth with anger)  how dare he to get so close with my fiance..... Theek hai dost hai.... Toh dost ke tarah rhe na.... Magnet ke tarah kyu chipka hai meri mochi baby se.....

Jungkook’s voice suddenly came from behind.

Jungkook-: You look like someone stole your car.

Suga didn’t turn.

Suga-: Mind your business.

Jungkook-: New guy in her office?

Suga remained silent.
Jungkook smirked slightly.

Jungkook-: and you're already jealous??

Suga-: I’m not jealous.

Jungkook-: Sure.

Pause.

Jungkook-: Pr ek baat bolu....??

Suga-: bol....

Jungkook-: you should be jealous....

That made him glance sideways.

Suga-: What does that mean?

Jungkook-: You know what it means.

He walked away casually.

Leaving Suga alone with thoughts he wasn’t ready to accept.

Back Inside Cabin

Jimin-: So how long are you staying?

Eunwo-: Permanently. Indian branch handle karunga.

Her eyes widened.

Jimin-: Matlab tum yahin rahoge?

Eunwo-: Haan. ab zindagi bhar tujhe mai yhi reh kr preshan krunga....

She laughed again.

The door opened again. Suga stood there.
Expression unreadable.

Suga-: Meeting room..... Now.

She grabbed her file quickly.

Then looked at Eunwo.

Jimin-: You’ll stay?

Eunwo-: Of course. I’m not disappearing again.

She smiled. And walked past Suga.
Their shoulders brushed slightly.
Electric.....Unintentional.
He didn’t look at her.
But he noticed everything.
Eunwo followed behind them calmly.
Observing..... Analyzing...... smiling faintly.
The game had just become interesting.
Because sometimes—
New beginnings don’t just bring happiness.
They bring tests.
And Suga wasn’t ready for this one.....
Not at all......

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