INT. LEE RYUN'S VILLA – EVENING
The soft sound of the door unlocking.
HANNA steps in gracefully, holding a small takeout bag in one hand. She's wearing casual luxury — relaxed, but elegant.
She kicks off her heels, stepping onto the warm floor… then freezes.
Her eyes drop to the row of indoor slippers.
Two pairs had always been there —
Her soft pinks.
His cool navy blues.
Now… there's a third pair.
BRIGHT PINK. Still pristine. Still warm from use.
HANNA
(casually, but sharp)
You got an extra pair of slippers? For me?
LEE RYUN, who just walked out from the bedroom, freezes momentarily. Then — a grin, a quick recovery.
RYUN
(chuckling)
Of course! You always say I'm too predictable. I thought — why not mix it up?
(brightly)
New color, new vibe. I'm getting sweeter, aren't I?
He steps closer, pecks her cheek.
HANNA
(softly smiling)
You remembered.
But something flickers behind her eyes.
She walks into the kitchen to place the food. Pauses. Something doesn't feel right.
She scans the counter.
There it is.
A pink mug. Not hers. She has her own at this villa. But this one's too… cutesy. Covered in strawberry prints.
HANNA
(slowly)
New mug too?
RYUN
(startled, turning fast)
Yeah! I mean—yeah, it came with the slippers. A little set. Got it at that place near Han River. You know the one.
HANNA
(flatly)
The one I introduced you to?
RYUN
Yeah—! Exactly. Thought I'd pick up something extra.
She places the dinner down carefully. The clatter of ceramic is a bit louder than usual.
Hanna steps away from the kitchen — quiet, but with purpose.
Her heels click softly against the floor as she heads down the hall toward the bedroom.
RYUN
(startled)
Babe?
(chuckling nervously)
What, you looking for another surprise? I swear I didn't hide a puppy in there.
HANNA
(flat, without turning)
Just checking something.
She opens the bedroom door slowly. The familiar scent hits her nose — her perfume, lingering faintly.
But something feels… off.
Hanna scans the bedroom.
The bed — slightly wrinkled, but fine.
Bathroom — towels hung neatly. Nothing out of place.
Maybe she is overthinking.
She exhales.
Then—
RYUN
(softly, behind her)
You know…
There's no way I'd bring one of my cheating drama characters into this reality.
His arms slide gently around her waist from behind.
RYUN
Especially when the lead in my life is someone like you.
His voice is low and warm, words wrapping around her like silk.
HANNA
(sighs, leaning back into him)
You're too good at that…
That sweet-mouth actor thing.
RYUN
Only when the role matters.
She turns to face him. Their eyes meet.
HANNA
Maybe I'm just being one of those women…
You know, overly suspicious and full of imagination.
RYUN
(smiling softly)
Or maybe you just care.
HANNA
(smirking gently)
Still. You must really love me if you put up with my detective phases.
RYUN
Love you enough to let you search every drawer if it helps.
He pulls her into a tight hug.
Hanna closes her eyes. Relaxed now. Almost convinced.
Almost.
INT. KANG CORPORATION – MAIN FLOOR – EVENING
The meeting has just ended. Employees are starting to wrap up.
Lee Taehyun exits the meeting room with his smooth, signature confidence.
TAEHYUN
(cheerfully, to the group)
"Well, a successful start deserves a decent dinner.
Let me treat everyone tonight — my welcome gift to Kang Corporation."
Gasps of excitement ripple across the floor.
EMPLOYEE 1
"Wait… did he say treat?"
EMPLOYEE 2
"He's definitely not like our usual guests."
BORA
(perking up instantly)
"Dinner? Say no more. I know a very exclusive place. They serve steak on Himalayan salt blocks… and the waiters wear suits tighter than your KPIs."
Everyone blinks.
TAEHYUN
(amused)
"That… sounds oddly specific."
BORA
(flicks hair dramatically)
"I do my research, Director Lee. For business purposes."
Laughter.
Taehyun chuckles, clearly enjoying the moment — but his eyes casually drift toward Seri, who's calmly organizing her files. Not speaking. Just listening with a small, unreadable smile.
TAEHYUN
(looking at Seri)
"What about you, Miss Im? Any recommendations?"
SERI
(looks up briefly)
"Oh… I'm fine with whatever the team picks."
BORA
(cutting in, gleeful)
"She's fine with anything. Except bad fashion, weak coffee, and—"
(lower voice)
"—men who waste her time."
SERI
(smirking)
"Accurate."
EMPLOYEE 3
"Let's do Kangsung Rooftop? That place is fancy enough for a celebration."
TAEHYUN
"Perfect. 7PM. I'll book the table."
At that very moment, Junho steps out from his office. The group instinctively straightens up like they've been caught gossiping. Taehyun turns to him smoothly.
TAEHYUN
"CEO Kang. We're having dinner tonight to celebrate the collaboration. You should join us."
JUNHO
(coolly, unreadable)
"Not my kind of celebration."
TAEHYUN
(charmingly)
"Shame. I was hoping to learn your taste in wine."
Junho ignores the jab. But his gaze shifts to Seri, who's politely standing behind the group.
TAEHYUN
(turns to Seri again)
"You'll come, right?"
SERI
(firm but calm)
"Why not? It's part of the job."
JUNHO
(slight eye twitch)
BORA
(noticing, whispering)
"Why does this feel like the start of a drama episode?"
EMPLOYEE 1
"I thought we were already in one."
Junho's jaw ticks. His eyes linger on Seri for a moment longer — almost like he's rethinking something.
But he turns away without another word and heads back into his office.
The door closes behind him.
SMASH CUT TO BLACK.
EXT. KANGSUNG ROOFTOP RESTAURANT – NIGHT
A glamorous open-air terrace high above the Seoul skyline.
The golden lights of the city twinkle below like fallen stars.
Soft jazz music hums through the speakers. Fairy lights hang across the ceiling frame.
Chic, modern, and elite — but not uncomfortably stiff.
KANG CORPORATION STAFF occupy a reserved section.
Drinks are flowing. Laughter bubbles.
SERI sits quietly at the far side of the long table.
She's dressed in a soft beige blouse and cropped slacks, paired with minimal jewelry. Clean. Effortless. Beautiful without trying.
She scrolls her phone a moment, then puts it face-down.
Still no sign of Taehyun.
Across the table, BORA is — as always — the spectacle.
BORA
(holding a mocktail up to the light)
"Guys. Does this drink match my aura or is it too… approachable?"
EMPLOYEE 1
"It looks like juice."
BORA
(flicks hair aggressively)
"It's dragonfruit infused passion fizz, okay? Not juice. It's branding."
EMPLOYEE 2
(stifling laugh)
"Your aura is definitely… fruity."
Bora glares, then spots a waiter walking by with caviar.
She straightens her posture dramatically, pretending to look elegant — then promptly chokes on her drink.
SERI
(blinking slowly)
"Do you… want a lemon wedge to complete the performance?"
BORA
(coughing)
"I was trying to manifest wealth."
The group laughs. Bora fixes her hair and glances at the entrance.
BORA
(whining)
"Where's Mr. Lee? I didn't spend 45 minutes on this eyeliner just to seduce the bread basket."
EMPLOYEE 3
"Maybe he's stuck in traffic."
INT. KANG CORPORATION – CEO'S OFFICE – NIGHT
Dimly lit. Quiet.
JUNHO sits at his desk, finalizing reports. He's dressed in a black dress shirt, sleeves rolled. The city glows outside the glass panels behind him.
His phone buzzes.
TEXT FROM HANNA:
"Dinner tonight? I have more thoughts about the interview. You'll want to hear them 😉"
Junho stares at it for a moment.
He picks up the phone and calls her.
HANNA (V.O.)
(sweet, confident)
"You called."
JUNHO
"Where should we meet?"
HANNA (V.O.)
(pausing)
"Not here. And not anywhere obvious. I'll text you the place."
JUNHO
(sighs quietly)
"Hanna…"
HANNA (V.O.)
(silky)
"It's just dinner, Kang Junho. Don't overthink."
The line ends.
Junho puts the phone down slowly.
Then… a flicker of thought.
His eyes glance at the time.
A few minutes later…
The sound of soft jazz is suddenly accompanied by a low ripple of excitement from the female staff.
Someone just arrived.
LEE TAEHYUN steps out of the elevator — casual, but unmistakably striking.
No suit. Just a clean white shirt tucked into dark slacks, watch gleaming subtly, hair slightly tousled — like he walked out of a cologne ad and didn't even try.
BORA turns. Her jaw drops. She immediately drops her fork.
BORA
(whispering to herself)
"Even his footsteps have swag…"
TAEHYUN
(approaching with a bright, apologetic smile)
"Sorry I'm late. Something came up last minute that I had to take care of."
(glancing around politely)
"Is everyone here?"
EMPLOYEE
"Yes, we were just waiting on you to begin."
BORA
(flipping her hair, mock swooning)
"Please—what's ten minutes when I've waited my whole life for a jawline like that?"
The entire table groans. Bora winks.
TAEHYUN
(chuckling)
"I'll try to be worth the wait then."
He turns slightly toward SERI, who is sipping water coolly.
He gestures toward the empty seat next to her, but—
BORA
(jumping up)
"OH! Actually—this seat's a little too close to the speaker. You might get a headache!"
She slides herself into the seat next to Seri and pats the one beside her.
BORA
(grinning)
"This one's perfect. Great view of the skyline. And me."
TAEHYUN
(suppressing a smirk)
"Can't argue with that logic."
He sits where she points, subtly glancing at Seri from across the table.
TAEHYUN
"Miss Kim, is this place okay for dinner? Too fancy?"
SERI
(not looking directly at him)
"It's fine. I was secretly hoping someone would suggest a tteokbokki joint, though."
EMPLOYEE 2
(perking up)
"Wait, you eat spicy street food?"
SERI
"Religiously."
BORA
"Ugh! That explains the glowing skin. Must be the chili oil detox."
EMPLOYEE 1
(grinning)
"I thought it was the rage suppression."
Laughter bubbles around the table again.
TAEHYUN chuckles softly.
But his gaze lingers—just for a moment—on Seri, who's now leaning back and playing with her chopsticks, cool as ever.
LEE TAEHYUN lifts his glass with a charismatic smile.
TAEHYUN
"To new beginnings, and the people who make them memorable."
Everyone cheers. BORA slightly overdoes it, still swooning from her seat.
Then—
A quiet stir.
From the corner of the rooftop, the staff whispers begin.
PASSERBY 1
(whispering, shocked)
"Wait… is that Han Hanna?"
PASSERBY 2
"…And CEO Kang Jungho?"
Heads turn — including the Kang Corp team.
And there they are.
HANNA and JUNHO.
Walking in from the private lift.
Stunning. Effortless. Close.
Like they walked out of a magazine shoot.
All eyes widen — especially SERI, who freezes mid-bite.
JUNHO was never supposed to be here.
He knew there was a dinner.
But not this dinner.
He stops in his tracks. His eyes scan the rooftop.
Finds her.
SERI.
Their eyes meet.
She doesn't blink.
Doesn't look away.
But her expression is unreadable — cold, calm… maybe just a little hurt.
HANNA notices. Her smile tightens.
She gently tugs Junho's arm.
HANNA
(sweet, low)
"Didn't expect a reunion party."
LEE TAEHYUN shifts in his seat, watching the triangle unfold.
His gaze lingers on SERI.
Understanding everything without a word.
Silence, brief but heavy.
Then—