Try Me, Assistant Manager Kim

“Take it all off.” A face she had turned away from in her memories. Yoo Seungjae. Our imperfect breakup, back when everything between us was awkward and inexperienced, became tangled once again with the passing of time—this time as an executive director at the company and an ordinary assistant manager. And he, defining the incident that had caused their breakup seven years ago as a “debt,” began pressuring Seoyeon. “Back then, didn’t you clearly say it yourself, sunbae? That you’d definitely pay it back. That you didn’t want to owe your brother’s life too.” “…I’m sorry, Seungjae.” “Sorry?” “……” “I’m not resorting to such a childish threat just to hear a simple apology. At least try making some kind of effort—like offering to repay me with your body.” “If that’s what you want… then I will.” “What?” The moment they faced each other, she knew instinctively. “I suddenly wanted to find out right away how properly you were planning to compensate me.” That their reunion now was not merely a coincidence. “I’m looking forward to seeing what Kim Seoyeon-style compensation is like.” And that he had no intention of letting her go so easily.