Ironically, designers don’t wear suits at the company.

Thinking that the designer at the studio would have a hard time, Yeonsu smiled wryly.

Not that she was any different.

Her body felt heavy even as she approached her car parked in the distance.

She felt especially tired today.

After hanging the clothes on the back seat, she moved to the front.

Sitting in the driver’s seat and starting the engine, Yeonsu stretched briefly, extending her arms upward.

It had already been a week since she started working at the new headquarters.

Even though there wasn’t a product evaluation meeting this month, Yeonsu had been voluntarily working overtime.

Hoping it might improve her depressed mood a little.

Yeonsu had been in low spirits since facing Seonjae.

Her mouth tasted bitter whenever she thought of him, despite knowing that dwelling on that man wouldn’t make her feel better.

Today too, it wasn’t easy to shake thoughts of Moon Seonjae.

Swallowing another sigh, Yeonsu drove off.

※※※

Yeonsu walked into the studio.

They said the first shoot would start with interviews of brand representatives, and the studio was set up like a set with a large table where people could sit.

A designer who had been standing by inside spotted Yeonsu and approached her.

“Yeonsu! Thank you so much for bringing the clothes. Our development team is busy with evaluations, so they’re running late.”

“It’s fine. I was coming this way anyway.”

“We would have been in big trouble without you, Team Leader Seo. Here’s the script. The PR team wants you to read through it in advance.”

Team Leader Oh was the designer from the brand that had asked her to deliver the suit.

She handed Yeonsu the interview script for today and disappeared with hurried steps.

Yeonsu had arrived earlier than expected, so she had some time.

After scanning the studio, she sat down on a chair prepared at the back.

“If there was a script, they should have shared it earlier.”

Wasn’t it supposed to be an impromptu interview?

Yeonsu sat comfortably and began flipping through the script.

The structure was simple.

The intro would feature greetings from each brand’s representative designers and explanations of how they joined the company, followed by a Q&A session.

Yeonsu was quickly turning the pages when her eyes suddenly stopped at the last page.

Her pupils shook violently as she stared at the script.

A name that stood out among the numerous texts.

[Group Representative, Moon Seonjae interview time.]

Moon Seonjae—at those three syllables, Yeonsu’s heart froze.

Moon Seonjae.

Before she knew it, her fingertips holding the script began to tremble.

That couldn’t be right. That man was appearing in this content video?

Yeonsu quickly lowered her gaze and scanned the script.

[Host: Sir, I understand you’ve been working at the American branch all this time. You’ve returned to Korea after a long while. How do you feel about it?

Host: Sir, I imagine you’ll receive a lot of attention from women once this video is uploaded. Are you seeing anyone?

Host: What’s your ideal type?]

Yeonsu wiped her lips, which seemed about to break into a bitter laugh.

There couldn’t be two Moon Seonjaes in the Taeseo Group.

Just seeing those three syllables made one corner of her heart heavy.

Yeonsu sighed at the man’s face that automatically appeared in her mind.

He was a man she never wanted to meet again.

As Yeonsu sat frozen for a moment, the entrance to the studio rippled with commotion.

The sound of someone’s footsteps echoed through the studio.

At that moment, everyone who had been busy with their tasks stood up from their seats.

“He’s here.”

All eyes turned in one direction amid the murmuring voices.

Yeonsu also turned around.

There was a man walking leisurely into the filming set.

It was Seonjae.

Yeonsu’s pupils gradually dilated as she looked at him.

Seonjae seemed to have only had his hair styled, yet his presence was weighty.

Perhaps it was the lighting, but his skin seemed to sparkle.

Yeonsu’s gaze gradually moved downward as she looked at him.

At a glance, he was wearing a dark navy suit that appeared almost black.

It was the very suit that Yeonsu had been asked to bring.

Perhaps because it was for filming, the tie around the collar of his fully buttoned dress shirt caught her eye.

She kept looking at him because she had never seen him dressed so formally with a tie before.

Yeonsu clenched her fist tightly.

She didn’t want to be conscious of him, but all her nerves kept focusing on him.

Since he entered the studio—no, perhaps since she heard the news that Moon Seonjae would appear in the interview.

Yeonsu’s heart was beating unstably.

“Sir, you’ve arrived.”

Seonjae, who had been walking, stopped in his tracks at the question directed toward him.

His gaze, which had been scanning around as if surveying the surroundings, stopped on Yeonsu.

And when their gazes tangled in midair……

“Nice to meet you. I’m Moon Seonjae.”

The corner of his mouth loosened and curved into an arc.

As if he had found the person he had been looking for.

※※※

“How much of the CEO’s interview is left?”

“Looking at the script, I think we’ve done about half.”

Filming was in full swing in the studio.

Yeonsu was waiting for her next turn after finishing the intro and brand introduction filming.

While looking at the script, she kept glancing at Seonjae who was in the middle of shooting.

She never thought they would meet again like this.

If she had known, she wouldn’t have left so recklessly that day when they had lunch together.

Regret washed over her.

Yeonsu couldn’t hide her bewilderment from the moment she faced Seonjae.

The script she was looking at was just text, not entering her mind at all.

Worried she might make mistakes during filming, Yeonsu stood up from her seat.

She felt like she needed to go outside for some fresh air.

That’s when it happened.

“Was CEO Moon Seonjae originally scheduled to appear?”

“I hadn’t heard about it. Isn’t he appearing for an interview after returning to Korea this time?”

Yeonsu paused at the voices of people nearby.

They were cast members waiting together at the back of the studio.

Most were familiar faces, likely because they were from Taeseo Trading.

“Well, he did make a big splash with the acquisition of Seungji Apparel. Maybe that’s partly why.”

“He’s good-looking, so it’ll create buzz. Won’t the CEO’s interview video explode in views more than The Closet itself?”

“Goes without saying. I already predicted that would happen.”

The cast members continued their conversation with giggles.

Yeonsu glanced at Seonjae.

While most people tend to look humiliating on camera, his appearance on screen wasn’t much different from in person.

Others seemed simply amazed and welcoming of Seonjae’s appearance, but Yeonsu felt different.

Wasn’t he the same man who showed no interest in The Closet during their lunch?

It seemed strange that he would suddenly appear like this.

Plus, there was even an interview questionnaire that seemed hastily added.

‘Could he have appeared deliberately?’

Why?

Questions swirled in Yeonsu’s mind.

He had just returned to Korea and been appointed as the group’s CEO. She’d heard it was for his succession of the group.

Perhaps he wanted to project an image of a communicative young CEO? Or was it because she was appearing?

Yeonsu smiled wryly as she continued her speculation. It was closer to a sneer.

That couldn’t be possible.

Even while thinking it wasn’t true, Yeonsu couldn’t shake off the uneasy feeling.

The timing was too perfect to be coincidental.

Yeonsu leaned against the wall holding her script.

She tried hard not to look at the front where he was, focusing on the script instead.

Originally, after about an hour of Seonjae’s interview filming, they would shoot videos introducing brief histories of each brand.

Yeonsu looked down at her wristwatch. The interview should be ending soon.

“Sir, I imagine you’ll receive a lot of attention from women once this video is uploaded. Are you seeing anyone?”

Yeonsu, who had been looking at the script, flinched at the host’s voice reaching her ears.

It was one of the questions she had seen when first reading the script.

“No, not yet. That’s why I’m going on arranged dates every week.”

“Oh my, you’re going on arranged dates?”

The host’s voice continued, sounding surprised by his answer.

“Having been in America for so long, I rarely have opportunities to meet people.”

“I understand you studied in America and worked at the American branch for quite a while. Didn’t you meet anyone during that time?”

At his claim about lacking opportunities to meet people, Yeonsu tightly gripped the edge of the script she was holding.

The two of them had met while studying in America.

Before she knew it, her hands grew clammy as she waited for his answer.

Why was she tensing up waiting for his response?

“No comment on that.”

“……”

“My family arranges meetings for me every week. I suppose they’re eager to get me married off one way or another.”

Yeonsu felt a tightness in her chest.

The air circulating in the studio felt stale.

Finally, she picked up the water bottle placed beside her and drank.