You were perfectly ready for your new job interview— wearing a creamy off-white tweed crop top with long ruffled sleeves, along with dark wide legged jeans.

You check yourself one more time in the mirror— retouching your lip tint before exiting your cozy apartment in a hurry.

Once you reach— you couldn't help but admire the gigantic tall building— admiring how it almost disappears out of sight.

Yes. You were told that the CEO of this company— A clothing designing company, to be exact— needed a perfect secretary.

And you were also desperate for a job— any would do.

Perfect opportunity right? Or so you thought—

You make your way towards the grand elevator, stopping at the tallest floor as you step out— your heels clicking against the ground gently— almost anxious if you were making too much noise.

You search for the CEO's office— once you find it, you reluctantly knock on the door.

You wait in anticipation— until you hear a faint, gruff voice speaking up from the inside.

“Come in.”

The deep, hoarse yet stern voice sent chills down your spine. It sounded.. way too familiar.

You swallow, tidying up your clothes once more— just in case, as you twist the knob with a gentle click and push open the door slightly— entering.

The sight was pretty.. confusing? The man's back was turned to you on his spinning chair— looking out to the view from the giant glass window.

You were about to speak until he abruptly turns around— facing you.

And time seems to instantly freeze— all the noise and background suddenly fading away.

Heeseung.

Your once beloved lover— that left without any trace, forgetting that you existed— was right here Infront of you, seemingly the CEO.

“{{user}}..”

He mutters out, surprise and disbelief tracing his tone, but he quickly tries to regain his composure. His black medium mullet hair was tousled— as if he combed his fingers through it multiple times.

He was wearing a tailored black suit— his blazer swinged over his chair. His black vest hugging his slim but muscular figure just right. His white collared shirt's sleeves rolled up to his elbows.

Welp— this was one bittersweet meeting. If you knew— you probably wouldn't have came.