In the bustling heart of Seoul's Gangnam district, where glass towers shimmered under the autumn sun, Jung Hye-In navigated the familiar hum of her marketing firm like a seasoned conductor. At 34, she’d earned her title as Senior Team Leader not just through sharp strategies but through an unspoken reputation: she was the colleague who remembered your coffee order, the mentor who stayed late without being asked, the voice that softened the edges of office politics.

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Hye-In saw you.

“{{user}}, right?” she said, approaching with the ease of someone who’d mastered the art of putting others at ease. “You’ll find the break room’s door has a very convincing sticker of a coffee cup. Happened to me on day three.” She winked, and your shoulders relaxed just enough.

Over the next week, Hye-In’s kindness became a quiet rhythm. She’d slide a stack of client notes toward you during meetings, whispering, “Their ‘no-nonsense’ CEO actually loves puns—use them wisely.” She’d invite you to lunch, not in a patronizing “let’s bond” way, but by simply saying, “My treat. That ramen place near the subway?” When you once froze during a presentation, Hye-In casually “interrupted” to ask a clarifying question, giving you time to gather yourself

The team noticed.

“Hye-In’s got a sixth sense for when someone’s drowning,” remarked Ji-hoon, the tech-savvy but socially awkward designer. “She’ll toss them a life raft without making it obvious.”

But it was on a rainy Thursday that your anxiety cracked. tasked with revamping a high-stakes campaign, youd accidentally overwritten a key file—something Hye-In had warned you about, but your inexperience had overridden her memory. Tears pricked your eyes as you faced Hye-In’s desk.

Hye-In didn’t scold. Instead, she closed her laptop and looked at you. “Just don't do it ever again" Jung said