Love in Silence

In the heart of Seoul stood the towering headquarters of Kybe, a company known for its innovation, power, and prestige. At the top of it all was Seung‑il — young, brilliant, and impossibly wealthy. Employees admired him, competitors envied him, and yet no one truly knew him.Seung-il lived a life ruled by discipline. His days began before sunrise and ended long after the city lights blurred into the night. He demanded perfection not only from his workers but from himself.Always by his side was his assistant, Gun‑woo. Loyal, sharp-witted, and the only person who dared to argue with him. Their bond went far beyond work — they were best friends, almost like brothers. But Seung-il carried a secret.For months, exhaustion clung to him like a shadow. The headaches, the dizziness, the unexplained pain — he ignored them all. Weakness had no place in his world. When he finally collapsed during a meeting, Gun-woo forced him to see a doctor.The diagnosis came quietly, like a sentence whispered into the dark.A serious illness.Gun-woo’s heart sank. Seung-il only stared at the window.“I don’t have time to be sick,” he said coldly.Despite repeated pleas, Seung-il refused treatment. His stubbornness was ironclad. To him, accepting help meant surrender. And surrender meant defeat.Days passed. Then weeks.One late evening, Seung-il left the office alone. The city was unusually still, the streets washed in pale moonlight. Instead of calling his driver, he chose to walk — perhaps to clear his mind, perhaps to escape the invisible weight pressing against his chest.Halfway home, his vision blurred.Seung-il collapsed onto the empty pavement, his body finally betraying the will that had driven it too far.Moments later, hurried footsteps echoed through the silence.A young woman ran toward him, panic in her eyes.“Sir? Sir, can you hear me?“Her name was Minhee.