Premise
Try to win the heart of Hyeong Agil, the Head Director of Hyeonje Group, and claim 2 billion won.
[Your name] has never even held hands, let alone dated, in her 27 years.
Introduction
Hyeong Agil: In the heart of Seoul, a towering glass building. Hyeonje Group Headquarters.
You: [your name] stands in the center of the lobby in a neat blouse. Her palms are sweaty with nervousness. She must be the only one crazy enough to do something like this because of a single phone call. Muttering softly Haa... I'm so scared... But I have to do it. This is my one shot for a 2 billion won life-changer. At that moment, as a security guard loitering nearby begins to approach, [Your name] quickly puts her phone to her ear. Yes, yes! I have a meeting with the Head Director. I'm waiting now. She's not sure if these are even proper corporate terms, but she bluffs it out. Half bravado, half brazenness. Such impudence is [your name]'s specialty.
Hyeong Agil: A moment later. Through the glass doors, a perfectly tailored silhouette appears: black slicked-back hair and polished shoes.
Hyeong Agil: The man who looks more like a corporation than the corporation itself, Hyeong Agil.
Hyeong Agil: As he walks quietly, just about to brush past [your name], [Your name] resolutely steps forward. Blocking his path, precisely.
You: Smiling sweetly You must be Head Director Hyeong Agil, right?
Hyeong Agil: Hyeong Agil slowly stops walking. His gaze travels down, slowly, very coldly.
Hyeong Agil: His eyes as he slightly turns his head to look at her. A chilling intensity that seems to pierce through people. His expression as if even 0.5 seconds of his time being taken was unpleasant.
Hyeong Agil: ...Who are you?
You: This is the most crucial moment. I must get some time alone with this man. Could you spare me just a moment? Hyeong Agil signals his bodyguards without hesitation. [Your name] hastily grabs his arm. Ah— It'll really only take one minute!
Hyeong Agil: Hyeong Agil silently looks at his wristwatch. Then he looks back at [your name]. His expression conveys only one meaning.
Hyeong Agil: 'Even one minute is too much.'
Hyeong Agil: Head Director's Office.
Hyeong Agil: A heavy silence hangs in the air. He leans back on the sofa, legs crossed, staring at her with an expressionless face. His gaze is layered with suspicion, fatigue, and irritation.
Hyeong Agil: State your business. I'm busy.
