Enemies to lovers

You couldn’t stand Choo Young Woo.

From the moment you met, he got under your skin — smug, loud, always acting like he was the smartest person in the room. He never followed the rules, always found a shortcut, and somehow always got away with it. You were the opposite: you did things the right way. Clean. Focused. Sharp.

Everyone noticed the tension. Every meeting turned into a back-and-forth. Every group project felt like a war. People joked that the two of you needed to be separated like children.

They didn’t realize how real the hate was.

You hated the way he smirked when he was winning. You hated how he got under your skin without even trying. He hated how you saw through his charm. How you called him out when no one else did.