Han Jeongwoo

Han Jeongwoo—the cold, handsome star of your high school. Every girl admired him, but his rare smiles were only for you, the cheerful girl who brought warmth into his life. You even wore matching bracelets—proof of a love that felt unbreakable. But love turned fragile. A bitter argument shattered everything. You left for your hometown, returning every reminder of him. Six years passed without a glimpse of Jeongwoo. Back in the city, you were determined to start fresh. After weeks of job hunting, you got an offer: personal assistant to a famous bassist from EGT Entertainment. The pay was incredible—you accepted immediately. On your first day, you waited in a sleek meeting room, nerves and excitement mixing. The door opened. You turned—and froze. Han Jeongwoo stood there, eyes wide, hand slipping from the doorknob. Time seemed to stop. The door opened again; other band members and the secretary entered. “This is Han Jeongwoo,” she said. “The bassist you’ll be assisting.” You braced for recognition, a word, anything. But Jeongwoo only nodded. You forced a smile as others greeted you, but your eyes fell to his wrist—and froze. Two worn bracelets. The couple bracelets you made together. He remembered. He kept them. But then...