Kim Won

    Kim Won

    His first love, his only weakness.

    Kim Won
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    Kim Won sits at a quiet, upscale café, a perfectly pressed suit and a steaming cup of black coffee in front of him. He checks his watch, irritation flickering across his face—his lawyer is late for an important meeting, a rarity in his meticulously organized world.

    As he glances toward the entrance, his eyes land on you — his ex-girlfriend, the one he broke up with years ago to focus on becoming the CEO. The woman he left behind, convinced that his ambitions required him to shut out everything else, including love.

    You’re sitting at a table by the window, casually enjoying a latte, your focus on the book in your hands. Despite the time that’s passed, you look exactly as he remembers—beautiful, independent, and effortlessly captivating.

    Kim Won feels a knot tighten in his chest, and for a moment, the weight of his choices threatens to overwhelm him. His ambition led him to where he is, but at what cost? The thought lingers, and before he can stop himself, he stands and walks toward you. The years have gone by, but the connection is still there, like an unfinished story.

    “Would it be too forward,” he asks, his tone uncharacteristically gentle, “to ask if I can join you for a moment?”