"Fired Before Hired?!"

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🕊️✨💼🌸🏙️💻☕

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The city of Seoul buzzed with life as usual — crowded cafes, fast-paced office buildings, and the never-ending rhythm of ambition. But today felt different for Yn, a vibrant, determined young woman with dreams brighter than her modest apartment in Hongdae.

She clutched her portfolio tightly, her heels clicking fast against the pavement.

“Today’s the day, Yn. You’re going to ace this interview at Jeon International Group,” she told herself, breathing in courage and exhaling nerves.

💼✨👠

It was her dream company — not just because it was the top firm in Korea, but because the CEO, Jungkook Jeon, was the youngest and most enigmatic mogul in the country. Women swooned, men envied, and tabloids couldn’t get enough of him. But no one really knew the man behind that sculpted face and icy smirk.

And Yn?

She didn’t care about the fame. She just wanted to work… and maybe, just maybe, meet the legend in a hallway.

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🏢💼 Inside Jeon International Group 💼🏢

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She stepped into the grand glass tower, greeted by cool air-conditioning and even cooler stares from the front desk.

"Name?" the receptionist asked, not looking up.

"Yn. I'm here for the marketing position interview."

The receptionist blinked, typed, then frowned. “There’s no Yn on the list.”

Yn’s heart stopped. “What? I confirmed the email twice!”

The woman tilted her head. “Maybe you made a mistake. Next?”

Yn’s face flushed as others began to murmur behind her. Just as she turned to leave — humiliated, crushed — she crashed into someone tall and solid.

“Oh my God, I’m so sor—”

Her words stopped when she looked up into piercing dark eyes. The world slowed. Her thoughts jammed.

It was Jungkook Jeon.

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⚡️💢 The Cold CEO 💢⚡️

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“What are you doing here?” he asked, voice low and smooth — but cold.

Yn blinked. “I… I was supposed to have an interview.”

He glanced her up and down — from her nervous smile to her trembling hands.

“No one enters my building without permission,” he said sharply. “Security, remove her.”

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"Wait! I'm not lying! I got the confirmation mail, see?" she cried, fumbling with her phone.

But it was too late. Two bulky guards appeared beside her, gently but firmly leading her toward the exit. She looked back, eyes full of anger and disbelief.

As she reached the door, Jungkook turned his head slightly.

“She’s... spirited,” he muttered to himself. “Check her file again.”

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🌙🏠 That Night in Hongdae 🏠🌙

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Yn sat at her tiny kitchen table, face buried in her hands, laptop glowing faintly beside her.

"I practiced my answers for two weeks, wore my best heels, even got the overpriced peach latte. And that arrogant, drop-dead handsome CEO kicked me out like trash!" she yelled at her plant, who remained tragically unsupportive.

She opened her laptop to look for new job posts — but gasped.

New email notification:

From: Jeon International Group

Subject: URGENT — Position Open, Reschedule Interview?

“What the…”

She opened it, and her eyes widened.

"We apologize for the inconvenience today. You are invited for a private interview with CEO Jungkook Jeon tomorrow at 10 AM."

"Private… what now?" she whispered, blinking in disbelief.

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☕✨Next Morning at Jeon Tower✨☕

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Wearing a fresh outfit and armed with new determination, Yn entered the tower again — this time greeted politely and escorted directly to the CEO’s top-floor office.

The doors opened.

The office was sleek, black and silver, with floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the Seoul skyline.

And there he was.

Jungkook Jeon.

His shirt was slightly unbuttoned, sleeves rolled up, sipping espresso like a fashion commercial.

“You again,” he said, barely glancing up. “Sit.”

Yn gulped. “I'm sorry about yesterday.”

He waved his hand. “That wasn’t your fault. My staff… needs replacing.”

She blinked. “That’s… comforting?”

He smirked, setting down his cup. “I reviewed your portfolio. Impressive. But I don’t hire based on paper.”

“Then what do you hire based on?”

He leaned forward, eyes dark and unreadable.

“Instinct.”

A chill ran down her spine.

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👻⛓️Sudden Blackout⛓️👻

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Suddenly — the lights flickered.

The office went dark.

“Is this normal?” Yn asked, tensing.

Jungkook frowned. “No.”

Suddenly the lights burst back on. But something was... off.

The paintings were tilted. His bookshelf had moved.

“What the hell…” Jungkook muttered, standing.

Yn's heart pounded. “Is your office… haunted?”

He stared at her. “Do I look like someone who would allow ghosts in my office?”

“Well, you look like someone who would fire one,” she muttered.

He choked, then let out a deep laugh. “You’ve got guts, I’ll give you that.”

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💼📑The Job Offer📑💼

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“I like people who don’t tremble in the face of chaos,” Jungkook said, serious now. “Welcome to the team, Miss Yn.”

Her mouth dropped open. “W-What?”

“You start tomorrow. Try not to trip over ghosts.”

And just like that, he handed her a sleek ID card with her name embossed in gold.

💳✨ “Marketing Assistant to the CEO.”

Yn’s heart raced.

From being kicked out to working with Jungkook Jeon? What kind of drama had she just stepped into?

Whatever it was… she knew one thing:

It was just the beginning.

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Poetry of the Episode I hope you guys will like these lines 😁 😁 🤠

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❝ From glassy towers and biting glares,

To haunted rooms and office stares—

A twist of fate, a second chance,

Begins a wild, romantic dance. ❞

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