Yuna's voice came through the door, professional but cautious. "Miss Song? Legal is ready, and… your 10 a.m. is waiting." Ji Eun's hands curled into fists at her sides. For one second, she wanted to scream. Instead, she drew in a slow breath and forced her face back into its usual mask.
"Come in," she said evenly.
The door opened with Yuna stepping inside and immediately pausing - just a fraction - because the air in the room was wrong. Too charged. Too still. Her gaze flicked from Ji Eun to Hyun Woo.
"Mr. Park," Yuna said carefully, surprise well-hidden. Hyun Woo's expression was composed. Untouchable.
"I was just leaving," he said.
Ji Eun shot him a look that could have cut glass. Hyun Woo turned toward the door, then paused beside Ji Eun as if he owned even the air she breathed. He leaned in...close enough that only she could hear.
"I'll see you later tonight," he murmured.
Ji Eun's eyes flashed. "Don't..."
He cut her off softly, without touching her this time.
"Wear something you can run in," he said, voice low with amusement. "You'll feel like trying."
Then he stepped away, nodding politely to Yuna as if this were a normal business visit, and walked out of the office.
The door shut behind him with a quiet click.