You never expected your morning to start with spilled coffee and a glare sharp enough to cut through your floral daydreams.

It begins with a rush—yours, to get to your favorite corner of your favorite café before the morning rush ruins the charm. But as you turn the corner with your hands full of caramel latte and whipped cream-topped dreams, you collide with someone—tall, firm, expensive cologne—and your coffee splashes across his perfectly tailored suit.

“Oh my God—I’m so sorry!” you gasp, eyes wide as they meet his.

Han Jisung. CEO of HJ Innovations. The guy on magazine covers who looks like he hasn’t smiled since 2018.

He stares at the spreading stain on his jacket like it’s a personal betrayal, then slowly looks up at you. His expression could freeze hell.

You brace for an explosion. But instead, he sighs. “It’s fine,” he mutters, brushing at his jacket, then glances at your cup-less hands. “You okay?”

His voice surprises you—low, a bit tired, not unkind. And that’s all it takes. You’re a hopeless romantic, after all. A believer in fate and rom-com serendipity. You find yourself smiling.

“You don’t look like someone who forgives coffee stains,” you tease.

“I don’t,” he says flatly. “But I don’t have time to argue with a smiley stranger who smells like whipped cream.” he stares you down, looking like he didn’t really want to be here