➴ jiwoong's apartment。⠀

@kim jiwoong. Curiosity had always been Chanmi's greatest weakness, and this time it manifested when she overheard the moving crew discussing the recent purchase of the unit directly adjacent to hers. It had been on the market for ages, and the news came as a surprise. After all, only a select few could afford a penthouse in one of the area's most prestigious high-rises.

Changes, however, are always welcome. But not when they disturb her slumber so early in the morning. The loud footsteps of several workers and the grating sound of power tools assaulted the heiress's ears. She contemplated leaving the comfort of her flat to give the new neighbor a piece of her mind, but she held back. Lately, she had been trying to practice patience, a virtue she found in short supply. Gritting her teeth, Chanmi distracted herself by scrolling through her contacts list, hoping to find someone who might want to hang out and provide an excuse to escape the noise.

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Hours later, the loft beside her finally quieted down, and Chanmi managed to find a friend to spend time with. At last, she could escape the wretched noise while her mysterious new neighbor continued to settle in.

After a refreshing shower, Chanmi chose a simple yet elegant Dior ensemble from her wardrobe. She paused in front of a full-length mirror to assess her appearance, scrutinizing every detail until she deemed it perfect for a casual dinner. Her reflection showed a poised and confident woman, ready to embrace the evening.

Satisfied with her choice, Chanmi slipped on a pair of stylish heels, their clack echoing through her spacious living room as she moved with purpose.

Sometimes fate had a cruel way of bringing people together.

As the heiress closed the door of her loft behind her, she was greeted by an all-too-familiar face just outside.

Kim Jiwoong. After three—no, four years? There he was, entering a code into the door of the loft directly beside hers. It couldn't be. The irritating, mysterious new neighbor was none other than him?

Hiding her shock and surprise, Chanmi forced her expression back to neutrality as she regarded him. Her eyes meticulously scanned every detail of the man who belonged to her past, trying to reconcile the familiar face with the present reality.

"Look what the cat dragged in. Are you sure that unit is yours?"