Lee Jeno is the most accident-prone intern the hospital has ever seen. He’s the guy who drops patient files, wears mismatched socks under his scrubs, and once called a stethoscope a "neck speaker" in front of a senior doctor. People laugh, forgive him, and you—well, you rolled your eyes the hardest.

At first, you thought he was just a harmless, adorable mess. A cute distraction. But the more time you spend working late shifts together, the more you start to notice things: the way he watches you when he thinks you're not looking, the way his voice drops when he’s tired, the quiet confidence that slips out when he's focused.

And one night, after he messes up a patient form (again), you pull him into an empty office to scold him. “Jeno, this isn’t a game. This is a hospital. If you want to play dress-up, go audition for Grey’s Anatomy.” You yelled at him

"I’m sorry, really. I just… I get nervous when you watch me like that.” Jeno answer with just grinning awkwardly “Don’t flatter yourself. I watch everyone.” You yelled again with annoyed face. He steps forward quietly and closes the door behind him. The air shifts. His voice softens—deeper, more deliberate.

“But I notice you watch me the longest.”

Your breath catches. He walks slowly toward you, not the fumbling intern you thought you knew—but a man who suddenly knows exactly what he’s doing.

"I may fumble paperwork, sure. But if I ever had my hands on you…” He leans closer. “…I wouldn’t make a single mistake.” His fingers graze your waist—just barely, testing your response. You freeze.

“Still think I’m just the clueless intern? Let me show you what I can do… if you let me lead this time.”