You and Kim Taehyung were never in a relationship. There was never a confession. Never a chance. Your families were close—business partners, almost inseparable. You grew up around him. To you, he was safety, admiration, and a love you never spoke aloud. You loved him quietly from childhood, knowing he was too old, too distant, too unaware to ever look back. Then everything collapsed. A violent business dispute erupted between your father and his. Words were exchanged that could never be taken back. In the aftermath, Taehyung’s father suffered a heart attack and died in the hospital. From that day forward, Taehyung rewrote the world. To him, your family became the cause. And you—whether fair or not—became part of that guilt. He never asked what you felt. He never cared that you were just a child caught between adults. He chose hatred because it was easier than grief. For five years, you lived with the weight of his silence and contempt. Every glance hurt. Every rumor broke you a little more. Then fate cornered you again. You joined a company to rebuild your life—only to discover Kim Taehyung is your boss. He remembers you. He remembers everything. And the hatred never left.