Bold is a flashback or future scene

Italics is thoughts

SYNOPSIS \~

Two complete opposites, what happens when he is thrown into her world unintentionally. She's the only daughter of one of the wealthiest men in South Korea with ties in the political world (chaebol family). And he's just a normal guy from a middle class family with big dreams. After her older brother left to pursue his dream of becoming a kpop idol, she was left with the burden of inheriting her father's company.

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To some extent she's mad at him, but for the most part envies him for taking a leap and following his dream even if it meant disappointing their parents. That's something she knows she can never do, she feels trapped and every single day gets harder to pretend. Pretend that she's happy and content with her life, when in turn she just wants to live her life without needing her father's approval.....After completing her masters degree at one of the best universities in the world she takes over the company. As much as she disliked every single part of it, an amazing person comes into her life who changes everything for the better.

A girl born in wealth but has different dreams and a middle class guy with big ambitions.......

What could go wrong??

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\~CAST\~

\~Female lead\~

Kim Ji-Won

\~Male lead\~

Kwon Joo Hoon

\~Second male lead\~

Park Do-Yoon

\~Her father\~

Kim Se-Joon

\~Her brother\~

Kim Yi-jun

\~Her mother\~

Kim Min-Jee

\~Male leads grandmother\~

Kwon Soon-Hee

\~His sister\~

Kwon Min-Jung

\~Second male leads dad\~

Park Jin-Gi

\~Her grandfather\~

Kim Yong-Soo

\~Her best friend\~

Choi Seo-ah

\~His best friend\~

Lee Hye\-Jin

COPYRIGHT

©️ copyright 2023 lydiahjenkins. All rights reserved. This material may not be reproduced,displayed, modified or disturbed without prior written permission from the author, which is me in this case. I'm not Korean or anything the stuff I wrote I had to google alllll of it

Ive always loved Asian dramas Korean to be specific, I came up with the idea of this story in 2023 but I’m officially posting it this year because I now have the courage to write it and publish it. My dream is for this story to be some a publisher book some day and for it to become a series and come to life. That would be an absolute dream come true…. I always imagine it airing on TVN…. Okay I have nothing else to write🤧why the hell do I need exactly 500 words to publish the first part, like what😩

It’s just a freaking cast🤧, also kindly share your thoughts on the cast I have chosen for this story, do you like them, do you think they would deliver and can you imagine them playing the various parts they have been allocated???I know for a fact that Nam-Joo Hyuk is perfect for this part 😃😝

Thankyou in advance….. Don’t forget to share your thoughts in the comment section

Present day

Today's the day, the day I've been dreading ever since my brother left .......

A knock on the door breaks my thoughts, I look back and see my mother walking towards me "oh honey  you look beautiful as always" she said with a smile but I couldn't  return it as I looked down at the floor, this isn't what I wanted for myself, but I couldn't bring myself to say it out loud. I've always been my fathers child growing up and never in my life have I ever disappointed him and I wouldn't start now so I just had to suck it up.

"My love I know you're hurting, and you don't want -" I'm fine mom, don't worry about me if dads wants me to be the next chairman then so it shall be" i told her as I forced a smile on my face and reached out to embrace her. We stayed like this for a while until knock at the door broke us apart "the chairman calls for the both of you" the voice outside the door said and my mother and I looked at each other "let's go mom we don't want to keep dad waiting" she took my hand as we walked out of my room.

Walking down the stairs, just at the bottom of the staircase was my father looking proud and happy "ah ji-won there you are" he reached his hand out to me and I took it as he embraced me in a hug "I was beginning to think you had run away on such an important day" he joked if you only knew how bad I wish I could "of course not dad why would I" I lied as I put on my best laugh. "Let's hurry up you two we don't want to keep the guests waiting" my mom said breaking us apart "my lovely wife you look absolutely beautiful" my father complimented my mother as she gashed.

We headed out the house towards the car "morning" ji woon greeted as he opened the door for my parents bowing as a sign of respect to the elderly "morning" I returned as my parents did the same. Entering the car right behind my parents I tried to calm my nerve's looking out the window as the car drove off.

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We drove in silence for a while until Ji-woon broke the silence "I see you're still going ahead with it" he spoke and I looked up and saw him looking at me through the rare view mirror "what do you expect me to do?" I replied "fight for your dreams like your brother did and not be afraid to disappoint your father, you're his only daughter I don't think he can be mad at you forever" he spoke, theoretically all he said was possible but realistically it was all impossible and I know it all too well, "it's too late to back down now." I dismissed as I looked out the window contemplating on my life. Ji-woon was right about everything, I've known ji-woon for as long as I could remember, he is the son of our former butler who worked for us for over 2 decades and once he got sick due to old age ji-woon decided to take over while completing his degree in engineering.

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After a few minutes of driving we approached Seoul building cooperation which was a family real estate company that had run for over half a century and has been passed down from generation to generation and now it's my turn to take over and run it. The car came to a halt and ji-woon gave me one last glance before opening my door and ushering me out of the car, holding my fathers hand we were ushered inside away from all the press and flashing lights. Walking inside we were greeted by the staff and the beautiful architecture of the building, influenced by its history and culture.

The buildings concept was drawn from a piano as my great grandfather loved music so much.

You are welcomed by the incredible lighting that illuminated through the glass walls and doors and futuristic designs that would make one just lose their mind. Heading towards the conference hall my nerves seemed to have picked up and my father noticed and gave me a reassuring smile.

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He gave me his blessing and walked in the conference room with my mother in hand as all the members stood to greet them leaving me behind awaiting my introduction, after all the people had Settled down and the company manager walked towards the podium "good morning ladies and gentleman I welcome you all this auspicious occasion,"- "I am the company's manger Ha Jae-yi here to host today's ceremony. Let us begin the inaugural ceremony to welcome the new chairman of Seoul building's corporation, please welcome the new chairman Miss Kim Ji-won with a big round of applause" she spoke through the mic as I braced myself and walked in the room, everyone stood up and clapped and from the corner of my eye i could see the proud look on my fathers face as I approached the podium "good morning ladies and gentlemen I am Kim Ji-Won. I am grateful for this opportunity of becoming your chairman or woman in this case" I joked as everyone broke out in a fit of laughter "I hope we can work together in helping me live up to the companies name, thankyou once again" I concluded as everyone rose cheering me on ,one of the staff approached me with a beautiful bouquet of flowers as some of the board members came to welcome and congratulate me.

Once the ceremony was concluded, my parents bid their farewell and left for dinner with the board members as I was given a tour of the place by the manager and some of the staff.

After what seemed like eternity, we finally reached our destination of which was going to be my office for I don't know how long. She opened the door for me and closed the door behind her once I had entered the office. It was beautifully designed with floor to ceiling windows that overlooked the beautiful city of Seoul. The view is amazing I thought to myself as I looked out the windows, looking back I saw my desk that had my name on a wooden panel KIM JI-WON CHAIRMAN..

I wonder how yi joon is doing ,I thought to myself as I say sat in my chair and drifted off in a slumber

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Meanwhile

Joo-Hoon slowly rises, stretching the stiffness from his back. He rubs his eyes and glances at the clock—5:30 AM. He has just enough time to get ready before his first job of the day starts. He tiptoes into the small bathroom, mindful not to wake his younger sister, Ji-Hyun. She's still in high school, and Joo-Hoon is determined to make sure she finishes her education without the struggles he faced.

After a quick shower, Joo-Hoon dresses in a simple, well-worn outfit—a plain t-shirt and jeans. His hands are rough from years of odd jobs: construction sites, delivery shifts, and part-time work at a local café. Today is no different. He'll work a few hours at a construction site before heading to his part time job as a waiter for events.

As he steps into the kitchen, his grandmother turns to him with a warm smile. Her hands are weathered, a reflection of years of hard work, but she moves with grace, setting down a small bowl of rice, some side dishes, and the steaming soup.

"Eat well, my boy," she says softly, her voice gentle but laced with concern. "You work too hard."

Joo-Hoon smiles as he sits down. "I have to. Someone has to look after you and Min-Jung."

They share a quiet moment, the clinking of chopsticks and bowls the only sound between them. He eats quickly but not hastily, savoring the simple meal his grandmother made with so much care. He feels the weight of responsibility on his shoulders, but it's familiar—a constant in his life.

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Just as he finishes eating, the door to Min-Jung's room slides open. She emerges, still in her pajamas, her face a mix of sleep and concern. Her big brother works harder than anyone she knows, and while she admires him, she worries about how much burden he carries.

"Oppa, you don't have to work so many jobs," Min Jung says softly, her voice pleading.

Joo-Hoon gives her a reassuring smile, ruffling her hair playfully. "Don't worry about me. You just focus on your studies, okay?"

She nods, but the worry doesn't leave her eyes. He stands up, grabs his backpack, and heads toward the door, already mentally preparing himself for the long day ahead. He turns one last time to see his grandmother and Min Jung standing in the doorway, watching him leave.

"Take care, Oppa," she calls out as he waves and steps outside.

Outside, the streets are already bustling with early morning activity. People in suits rush to catch buses, and delivery workers ride by on scooters. Joo-Hoon walks down the narrow alleyways of his neighborhood, the worn-down buildings a stark contrast to the glittering skyscrapers in the city center.

He passes by local shops and nods politely to the elderly neighbors he's known for years. They smile at him, their faces weathered with age and life, but always kind. It's a community bound together by the shared experience of hard work and modest living. He doesn't resent his life, but he dreams of something more—for himself, for Min Jung , and for his grandmother, who has sacrificed so much for them.

As he waits at the bus stop, he pulls out his phone, glancing at his schedule for the day. Construction in the morning, the waiting job in the evening. It's exhausting, but Joo-Hoon's mind is always on the future—his sister's education, a better life for his grandmother, and, someday, stability for himself.

The bus pulls up, and Joo-Hoon steps on, squeezing into the crowded space. As he stares out the window at the city rushing by, he lets out a quiet sigh. It's not an easy life, but it's his. And no matter how hard things get, he refuses to give up. His family depends on him, and that's all the motivation he needs.

The bus ride takes him from the outskirts of Seoul to the heart of the city, where the towering buildings of the wealthy and powerful loom overhead—so different from his humble neighborhood. He's used to it by now, the contrast between the life he lives and the one others take for granted. But deep down, he holds onto his dreams, knowing that hard work and determination might one day pay off.

WORD COUNT: ****1875

Ahhhhhh can't believe I finally wrote it, it took me like three days of procrastination to come up with this chapter and I'm already obsessed

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The night air was cool against my skin as I stepped out of the ballroom for a breath of fresh air. Inside, the event was in full swing—a lavish corporate celebration for one of her father's latest acquisitions. Waiters in crisp uniforms moved fluidly between the glittering guests, serving champagne and canapés. It was everything I had grown up with, yet tonight, I felt more out of place than ever. Maybe it's because my brother wasn't here to keep me company like he usually would.

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My heels clicked softly against the pavement as I walked into the quiet garden adjacent to the event hall. The tension that had built up over the course of the night was becoming unbearable. The pressure from My father, the constant expectations, and the suffocating environment of wealth all weighed heavily on her. I couldn't even remember the last time I had a genuine conversation, one that wasn't about business or appearances.

My mind wandered as I took a deep breath, the scent of fresh flowers mixing with the distant hum of the city. Lost in thought, I didn't hear the approaching sound of a car speeding around the corner.

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On the Other Side of the Event

Joon-Ho leaned against the wall just outside the rear entrance of the event hall, taking in the cool night air. The black waiter's vest felt too tight, and the long night of serving rich, arrogant guests had worn him out. It wasn't the first time he'd worked an event like this—fancy parties where he served people who probably never even noticed him. But tonight felt different. Maybe it was the ache in his feet or the fact that his sister had been texting him about how late he was going to be again, but something had him on edge.

He exhaled slowly, trying to push away the fatigue. The event had been more chaotic than usual, and he had somehow ended up in the wrong spot due to a last-minute mix-up, spending the evening filling glasses for people who barely glanced in his direction. Still, he was used to it. Working jobs like this was just part of his life—money for his sister's tuition, their rent, and a bit extra for their grandmother's medicine. He'd do anything for them, even if it meant enduring these long nights.

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, Joon-Ho noticed movement. A young woman, elegantly dressed in a stunning gown, was walking absentmindedly toward the street. Her head was down, clearly lost in her thoughts.

Then he saw it—a glint of headlights rounding the corner, the driver distracted, moving far too fast for this area.

Without thinking, he reacted.

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Ji-Won's heart was heavy with thoughts of her father's expectations when she felt something shift in the air. She looked up just in time to see the flash of headlights rapidly approaching her. Her breath caught in her throat as her body froze, panic rushing through her veins. In the split second before she could move, a firm hand grabbed her arm and yanked her back with startling strength.

She stumbled, almost falling backward, but was held upright by her savior. The car roared past, narrowly missing her by inches, the driver not even bothering to slow down as it sped into the night.

Her heart pounded in her chest as she tried to catch her breath, the shock of what had just happened sinking in. She turned to look at the man who had pulled her to safety. A waiter, judging by his uniform, with dark hair slightly ruffled from the wind. He was panting, his eyes wide with concern.

"Are you okay?" he asked, his voice rough from the adrenaline.

Ji-Won blinked, trying to gather her thoughts. She nodded slowly, still shaken, before finally finding her voice. "I... I didn't see the car. I don't know what I was thinking."

"You weren't," he said, not unkindly but with a touch of exasperation. "You could've been hit."

There was a pause as she took in the reality of what had just happened. This man, this waiter, had just saved her life. She glanced at him again, taking in his appearance—a bit rugged, with a tiredness in his eyes that spoke of long hours and hard work. Not the kind of man she usually encountered at events like these.

"I'm sorry," she mumbled, feeling embarrassed. "I didn't mean to—"

"It's fine," he interrupted. "Just... be more careful."

He started to turn away, but something made her stop him. Maybe it was the way he had jumped into action without a second thought, or maybe it was how out of place she felt in this moment of vulnerability, but she couldn't let him leave just yet.

"Wait," she said, taking a step toward him. "Thank you."

He hesitated, clearly uncomfortable. "It's nothing. I just... didn't want to see you get hurt."

She offered a small, awkward smile. "Still, thank you. I'm Soo-Jin."

He gave a short nod. "Joon-Ho," he replied, his eyes glancing back at the event hall, clearly eager to get back to work. "I'm... just a waiter."

Ji-Won frowned at his choice of words. "You saved me, Joon-Ho. That's more than 'just a waiter.'"

Joon-Ho shrugged, clearly not used to being acknowledged, especially by someone like her. "I really need to get back," he said, avoiding her gaze.

Ji-Won watched him for a moment, unsure of what else to say. She knew the kind of man her father would want her to be with, the kind of polished, successful man who'd charm investors and fit in with high society. Joon-Ho was none of those things. Yet there was something about him—something real, something genuine, in a world where everything always felt so false.

Before she could say anything else, Joon-Ho turned and headed back toward the service entrance, leaving her standing alone in the garden, still reeling from both the near-accident and the unexpected encounter.

Back in the Ballroom

Inside, the event continued without a hitch. I re-entered the ballroom, the lively music and the clinking of glasses creating a stark contrast to the quiet intensity of the garden. My father was deep in conversation with a group of investors, flashing his signature smile that seemed to win people over so effortlessly.

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But my thoughts were elsewhere—on Joon-Ho, the man who had saved my life, and the way he had vanished as quickly as he had appeared. I felt a strange tug in my chest, a sense that something important had just happened, even if I didn't fully understand it yet.

As I made my way back to my table, I glanced toward the back of the room where the waitstaff moved efficiently among the guests. My eyes searched for Joon-Ho, but he was gone, blended back into the background, as though the brief moment we had shared had never happened at all.

But Ji-Won couldn't shake the feeling that their paths would cross again.

The noise of the event hit Joo Hoon like a wave—clinking glasses, polite laughter, and the hum of conversation. It was jarring after the quiet intensity of what had just happened. He ducked into the service area, grabbing a tray of champagne flutes and slipping seamlessly back into his role.

But as he moved through the room, serving guests with his usual efficiency, he couldn't help but glance toward the corner where Soo-Jin stood, now back among the elite. Her gaze swept over the room, but for a brief moment, their eyes met.

Joo-Hoon quickly looked away, his heart inexplicably racing again.

This night was supposed to be like any other—just another event, another shift, another paycheck. But something about that moment outside had shifted something in him. He couldn't shake the feeling that this encounter with Ji-Won, no matter how brief, had set something in motion.

Something that would change his life.

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*Yayyyy finally done with chapter 2 hope you enjoy*✨

*Ps: I would love to watch this in real time not just read it, what do you guys think 🤔?*