Days passed, but Tara couldn’t stop thinking about him — the idol who appeared and disappeared like a storm. Her life should have gone back to normal, yet everywhere she turned, she saw Sangwoo’s face.
Billboards. Music videos. News updates.
He was everywhere.
And somehow, that frightened her more than his absence.
At work, her manager called her into the conference room one morning, holding a sleek folder. “Tara, congratulations,” he said. “You’ve been chosen for an exclusive design collaboration with a celebrity brand.”
Her eyes widened. “What?”
“The management team of Sangwoo reached out. They saw your design sketches online. Apparently, he was impressed.”
Her heart stopped. “He— what?”
Before she could protest, her manager was already talking about contracts, publicity, and opportunity. “This is big, Tara. Don’t say no.”
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That evening, she sat alone in the small office of a luxury agency, the contract laid out before her. The paper was thick, the words heavy — Exclusive designer partnership, non-disclosure clause, image collaboration rights…
She barely heard the door open until a shadow fell across the table.
Sangwoo walked in, casual yet commanding, a faint smirk curving his lips.
“Seems we meet again.”
Tara stood quickly. “You—did you plan this?”
“Of course,” he said simply, walking closer. “You wouldn’t answer my messages.”
She stepped back. “So you used your company to trap me?”
“Trap?” He tilted his head. “Such a harsh word. I prefer invite.”
Her pulse quickened as he reached the table, his fingers brushing the contract. “You wanted to design, didn’t you? I’m giving you that chance. You’ll work with me — closely.”
Her eyes narrowed. “Why me?”
“Because I can’t stop thinking about you,” he admitted softly. “And I don’t like not having what I want.”
Tara’s throat tightened. His honesty was like a blade — sharp and calm.
“This isn’t how people work, Sangwoo,” she said quietly. “You can’t control everything.”
He leaned forward, his voice barely above a whisper. “Maybe not everything. But I can control this.”
He slid the pen toward her. “Sign it, Tara.”
She hesitated, staring at the bold signature line that might rewrite her life. “And if I don’t?”
His gaze darkened, a flicker of vulnerability hidden beneath it. “Then I’ll keep finding ways to bring you back into my world until you do.”
Her breath caught — a mix of anger, fear, and something she couldn’t name. “That’s not fair.”
“I’m not fair,” he said softly. “I’m real.”
The room fell silent except for the soft hum of rain against the glass. Tara picked up the pen, her hand trembling slightly.
She didn’t understand why — maybe it was madness, maybe fascination — but she signed.
Sangwoo’s smile was slow, unreadable. “Good girl.”
He took the contract, folded it neatly, and said, “Welcome to my world.”
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Later that night, Tara lay awake, staring at the ceiling.
She had entered his world — a place where fame met shadows, where love looked dangerously like control.
And deep down, she knew something had changed.
This wasn’t a partnership.
It was the start of possession — written not in ink, but in intent.
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