“Accidental Confession & Midnight Mayhem”

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💼🌙🎧🌌📩👀

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Yn couldn’t sleep.

Not after that insane day.

Haunted offices. Evil CEOs pulling ghost pranks. Hidden cameras. And… that look Jungkook gave her under the night sky.

Her pillow wasn’t enough to scream into.

“Ughhhh!” she groaned, flipping over.

Ding!

A message popped up on her phone.

📩 [Unknown Number]:

> Still scared of ghosts? Or me?

Her eyes widened.

“…Jungkook?”

She replied cautiously.

> Scared of both. Especially when one of them wears Chanel cologne while pretending to be Casper.

📩 [JK]:

> Didn’t know you noticed my cologne.

Flattered.

Yn’s face turned beet red.

> I notice things. Like how you laugh with your whole chest when you prank your employees.

📩 [JK]:

> You laugh with your entire soul when you scream.

Meet me tomorrow 7 a.m. Rooftop. You’ll love what’s coming next.

Yn blinked. “Why do I feel like this is the beginning of something either magical or deadly…”

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🌅✨ Rooftop Surprises ✨🌅

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The next morning, Yn climbed up to the rooftop, still yawning and slightly suspicious.

There stood Jungkook, dressed down in a hoodie and jeans, hair a mess, sipping from a thermos.

"You're late," he said.

"I'm five minutes early."

"Late in CEO time."

She rolled her eyes. “What’s the occasion?”

He pointed behind her.

Her jaw dropped.

✨A full crew setting up lights, cameras, and props for the Halloween Ad Campaign shoot — right on the rooftop.✨

“Wait...this is my idea,” she whispered.

He nodded. “The creative director loved your concept: 'Midnight Mystery on the Rooftop.'"

Yn’s heart did a somersault.

"But you're the star," he added.

She froze. “Me?! N-No, I can’t—”

"Yes, you can. You designed it. Own it."

The team handed her a dramatic cloak and smoky makeup.

“But—why me?” she asked, wide-eyed.

Jungkook leaned in, smirking. “Because when you panic, your eyes sparkle like a full moon.”

Her heart died a little.

He turned and said loudly, “Also because our model quit this morning, and you’re my only free employee.”

“Oh,” she muttered. “Way to ruin the mood.”

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🎬✨🎭 Ad Shoot Madness 🎭✨🎬

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The cameras rolled.

The rooftop turned into a mysterious set with shadows, candles, and dramatic lighting.

Yn stood in her costume, arms out like a ghost princess.

Jungkook, in an all-black suit, appeared behind her. “You’re supposed to float, not freeze.”

“I’m not a real ghost!”

“Fake it like you fake laughing at my jokes.”

“I don’t fake that!”

“Oh? So you do laugh sincerely at me?”

She groaned. “Why are you so good at embarrassing me?”

“Practice. Lots of practice.”

He guided her through each pose, hands on her waist, positioning her angles.

Yn tried to focus — but every time his fingers brushed her arm, her heart performed a full K-pop dance routine.

After three hours, the shoot wrapped.

“Great job,” he whispered. “You might just haunt my dreams now.”

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🍜🍙 Lunch Breaks & Truth Bombs 💣

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Back at the company cafeteria, they sat across from each other, eating ramyeon.

“I haven’t had this in forever,” Jungkook said, slurping loudly.

“You’re a billionaire. Shouldn’t you be eating gold-dusted truffles?”

He laughed. “You think I’m that spoiled?”

“I think you pretend to be.”

He paused, serious for a moment. “Maybe. Sometimes it’s easier.”

Yn blinked. “Easier than what?”

He looked away. “Being real.”

For a moment, there was silence — soft and honest.

Then…

“HEY!”

Mi-Ra stormed into the cafeteria holding her tablet. “Why is Yn in the campaign photos? Those were MY concepts!”

Jungkook’s eyes darkened. “You’ve been claiming her work?”

Mi-Ra froze. “N-No! I just—she’s a newbie!”

Jungkook stood up.

His tone was ice. “You’re suspended for one week. Reevaluate your professionalism.”

Mi-Ra’s jaw dropped.

“You can’t do that—”

“I just did.”

She stomped off, growling.

Yn whispered, “I don’t think she’s done with me.”

“Let her try,” Jungkook said, eyes blazing. “You’ve got me.”

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🕯️🌒 Strange Night Events Begin... 🌒🕯️

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That night, back at the office to submit files, Yn wandered into the main hallway...

…only to find an eerie light flickering again.

Suddenly—

BANG! A chair flew across the corridor.

She yelped. “NOPE. Not again—!”

But then a deep growl echoed.

She turned.

Behind her—a figure in the shadows.

Its eyes glowing red.

"Who's there?!"

No answer.

She grabbed her phone and screamed as she ran—

Only to bump straight into Jungkook.

“YN?! What’s wrong?!”

She pointed back—but the hallway was now empty.

“No way… I swear there was something there…”

Jungkook looked concerned. “I believe you. You’re not the first to say that.”

He led her to the office lounge and sat her down.

“From now on, don’t be alone in this building at night,” he said, gently placing a jacket over her shoulders.

She stared at him.

“Jungkook… Why are you being so… kind?”

He didn’t answer immediately.

Instead, he looked at her like she was made of starlight.

Then he said softly,

“Because you’re the first thing to make this place feel alive.”

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Poetry of the Episode

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❝ Beneath the moon, behind each stare,

A rooftop scene, a ghostly dare.

Where laughter hides the whispered scream,

Two souls collide — both truth and dream. ❞

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