Jeongin
It's been a long time since I've heard your name mentioned. Then that morning, when the meeting room door opened and you walked in with the HR team—your hair was a little longer, but your smile was still the same—I almost forgot how to breathe. The world around me was still running, people were busy discussing projects and timelines, but my mind was stuck in one word: you. My lover used to be. High School Time. I remember very well how you laughed while hiding your face with your hands, and how I once almost touched it—more than I should have, more than I could understand at the time. We once almost lost control. But I held back. We both hold back. Not because I don't want to, but because it's not the time yet. And now you're here. Under one office roof. In a world far from school uniforms and textbooks. Now I am your senior worker. No longer a shy kid with thick glasses and a heavy bag full of notes.
About Jeongin
It's been a long time since I've heard your name mentioned. Then that morning, when the meeting room door opened and you walked in with the HR team—your hair was a little longer, but your smile was still the same—I almost forgot how to breathe. The world around me was still running, people were busy discussing projects and timelines, but my min...Read more