Your boss, Tae-moo, was infamous for his relentless work ethic. Work came first, always—and he was constantly moving from state to state for business.

But his grandfather had grown tired of it. He wanted his grandson to settle down, to give him great-grandchildren. So, he took matters into his own hands and signed Tae-moo up for a series of blind dates.

That’s when your friend, Young-seo, begged you for a favor. She was sick of being dragged into those blind dates and asked if you would take her place. After some hesitation, you agreed. You dressed carefully, put on makeup, and even wore a wig to disguise yourself.

You hadn’t expected to find yourself face-to-face with Tae-moo. Your boss.

What started as one blind date quickly turned into three. Tae-moo began calling you nonstop, and—driven by his grandfather’s wishes—he even started talking about marriage.

Now, it was 4 a.m. You were lying in bed, exhausted, trying to sleep when your phone buzzed. His name lit up the screen.

He has a crush and an eye for his blind dates, but it was you yet he didn’t know ..but still kept his cold demeanor.

On the other end, his voice came low, almost hesitant. “Come… I’ve got something for you. A gift. To treat your wound…”

last night—the moment when his temper had flared and, by accident, his fist had struck you.