“Whispers After Midnight”

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🏢💼✨🧋❤️‍🔥👻🌙

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3:00 a.m.

Seoul’s skies were quiet, but inside Jeon Corporates, chaos was brewing.

Yn couldn't sleep.

She tossed. She turned.

She replayed the moment — the soft whisper, “You’re not safe here…”

Was it her imagination?

The note signed “J.J.” still rested under her pillow.

Jungkook had definitely written it. But the whisper? That wasn’t him. Right?

She sat up in bed and texted him.

Yn:

> Are you awake?

I think something’s… watching me.

No reply.

She sighed, grabbed a hoodie, and tiptoed out of her apartment.

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🌃🛵 Late-Night Ride to Secrets 🛵🌃

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Just as she reached her scooter, headlights flickered across the street.

A sleek black car pulled up.

Window down.

It was Jungkook.

Of course.

“You couldn’t sleep either?” she asked.

He gave her a half smile. “Something told me you’d be out here. Intuition… or just boss instincts.”

“Creepy instincts,” she muttered, sliding into the passenger seat.

“I’ll take that as a compliment.”

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🕯️ The Secret Basement 🕯️

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They arrived at the Jeon Corp tower.

Dark. Empty. Hauntingly still.

“This is your plan for sleepless nights?” Yn asked. “Haunted company tours?”

Jungkook pulled out a keycard. “Not haunted. Just… hidden.”

They took the elevator — but this time, he tapped a secret panel behind the buttons.

Beep.

The elevator descended past the basement level.

“Are we going to the underworld?” she whispered.

He grinned. “You’ll see.”

Ding.

A dark hallway opened up.

They walked silently until they reached a steel vault-like door.

Inside—

A massive, candlelit room with old photos, blueprints, and…

“…Is that a surveillance wall?” Yn gasped.

Jungkook nodded. “Welcome to the original Jeon Corp archives.”

He pulled down an old file from 2002.

“Before my father became CEO, this place was a mental health research lab.”

“…What?!”

“They shut it down after an incident. A patient went missing. Some say… she never left.”

Yn’s skin tingled. “So you’re saying the ghost could be—?”

“I don’t believe in ghosts,” Jungkook said.

“But I believe in… unsettled energy.”

She shivered.

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🫧🖤 Bubble Tea & Bodyguards 🖤🫧

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Back upstairs, Jungkook handed her a cup of bubble tea.

“Extra tapioca. For emotional support.”

She sipped it gratefully.

Just then, his phone rang.

He frowned. “Security breach. Someone’s trying to hack into the archive server.”

Yn’s eyes widened. “That can’t be a coincidence.”

“Exactly,” he said, already texting his tech team.

She admired how quickly he switched into CEO mode — sharp, focused, protective.

“Stay close to me, Yn.”

She rolled her eyes. “Where else would I go? Down the haunted hallway alone?”

But deep down… her heart thumped.

His protectiveness wasn’t just “boss behavior” anymore.

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📸 Scandal in the Shadows 📸

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The next morning, chaos exploded.

Photos. Online. Viral.

Yn and Jungkook in the elevator.

In the closet.

Even sipping bubble tea in the middle of the night.

“CEO caught getting cozy with intern?”

“Late-night rendezvous or office romance?”

Yn’s phone wouldn’t stop buzzing.

“Who posted these!?” she shrieked, slamming her locker shut.

Just then, Mi-Ra appeared.

“Oh nooo~ You’ve become famous, sweetie,” she said, fake sympathy dripping from her lips.

“You did this.”

“Prove it,” Mi-Ra winked. “Besides, weren’t you enjoying the VIP treatment?”

Yn's fists clenched. Before she could reply—

“Mi-Ra.”

Jungkook’s voice sliced through the air like glass.

Mi-Ra turned. “Oppa, I didn’t mean—”

“Come to my office. Now.”

Yn blinked. Did he just call her out? In front of everyone?

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🔥 Heated Words, Quiet Feelings 🔥

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Later that afternoon, Jungkook found Yn by the rooftop garden.

She was sipping water, trying to calm her nerves.

“Hey…” he said softly.

She didn’t look at him.

“I’m sorry about the photos.”

“You don’t need to apologize,” she said. “I shouldn’t have gotten close.”

He frowned. “Why do you think that?”

“Because people are cruel. They don’t see you and me. Just titles. Power. Drama.”

He stepped closer.

“I don’t care what they see, Yn.”

His voice was low.

“I see you. I like you. Not because you’re new. Or pretty. Or stubborn as hell. But because you make this place feel alive.”

She stared at him, breath caught in her chest.

“I’m your intern,” she whispered.

“I’m also your biggest fan,” he whispered back.

And before she could blink—

He leaned in.

Pressed a soft kiss against her forehead.

Nothing more.

But it lingered like lightning.

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📩 The Threatening Letter 📩

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That night, as Yn was leaving work, she found an envelope taped to her locker.

No stamp. No name.

Just her name: “Yoonara.”

Her full, rarely used legal name.

She opened it, hands trembling.

Inside—

A note written in elegant handwriting:

“Stop digging. Or disappear like the others.”

— J

“J?”

Jungkook?

No… the handwriting was different.

She looked around — but the hallway was empty.

Silent.

Too silent.

Just then, a shadow darted past the corner of her eye.

She ran.

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🩷 Ending Poetry ~ 🩷

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❝ In shadows deep and kisses shy,

A whisper calls, a heart beats high.

But danger lurks in notes unsigned…

Can love survive what fate’s designed? ❞

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