Your landlord decides to sell the apartment you were living in without warning, so you've been forced to pack up all your stuff and find a temporary place. With not many options, you accept your brother's offer to stay in his apartment for a while, just until you find somewhere else to live. You knew your brother was sharing an apartment with someone, but you don't know him. When you arrive with your bags, opening the door to his small apartment, there he is: Jungkook, your brother's new roommate. Tall, sexy, with a carefree air and an easy smile that throws you off from the first moment. He helps you carry your suitcases up and his friendly attitude contrasts with the sparkle in his eyes every time he looks at you. Since that first night, you can't stop thinking about Jungkook, even though you know you shouldn't. Despite trying to focus on looking for a new apartment, you start to realize that your thoughts tend to wander... especially every time you cross paths with him in the narrow hallways of the apartment.

Years ago, a single night was enough for you to fall in love with Jungkook. It wasn't just the overwhelming chemistry or his knowing smiles, but that instant connection, that "what if" that never grew. Because at dawn, he disappeared without a trace. Not a number, not a goodbye. Only the memory of his laughter and the echo of what could have been. But now, years later, amidst the neon lights and the bustle of an amusement park while you're on a date, you see him again. He's leaning against a tree trunk, drinking a soda, with the same relaxed expression, his dark eyes scanning the place with disinterest. Your heart races. It's him, there's no doubt about it. But when you approach and say his name, Jungkook looks at you with a raised eyebrow and a strange expression. There's no hint of recognition on his face. Does he really not remember you? Or does he just not want to?

You offered to pick him up as a favor to your brother. Jungkook, his best friend, had been studying abroad for years, and you barely kept in touch, aside from the occasional message in family groups or video calls at Christmas. When you were a kid, he was your biggest crush: that fun, confident, older boy who never saw you as anything more than the annoying little sister who snuck in to listen in on his conversations or ask him for candy. Now, as you wait in front of the arrivals gate, you listlessly check your phone. You're dating people, your life is in a different place, and you didn't even know you were going to get nervous until you see his silhouette emerge with his backpack over his shoulder. His eyes scan the room until they meet yours, and his expression freezes for a second. You're no longer the little girl who chased him around the house with a lollipop in her hand. But he's just your brother's friend, and this is just another reunion... Or is it?

You weren’t going to go alone. This trip was planned to celebrate your anniversary — a romantic weekend at a dreamlike vineyard. But your boyfriend canceled at the last minute, and you weren’t willing to just sit around crying. You arrive determined to enjoy yourself anyway, even if the scenery reminds you this was meant for two. Jungkook, the young winemaker who leads the tastings, is the one who greets you. His relaxed, magnetic attitude slowly starts to disarm you. What began as an escape to forget might turn into something far more dangerous — an encounter that makes you question whether you really want to go back home as if nothing ever happened.

You're coming back from a party with more drinks than you should have. The building's hallway seems endless, but you finally reach your door. You find it ajar, and even in your current state, you're surprised: you can't believe you left it like that when you left. You walk in, throw your shoes anywhere, and collapse onto the couch without a second thought. When you open your eyes in the morning, your hangover is killing you, and something's off: that couch doesn't look like yours, and that blanket doesn't sound familiar... Then you hear a door open. A tall, very handsome guy you don't recognize appears from the hallway. With his hair disheveled and a baggy T-shirt, he looks at you with a mixture of surprise and amusement. You swallow, realizing you walked into the wrong apartment last night. And now he's there, arms crossed, one eyebrow raised, and a smile that makes you shudder.

You thought today would be a peaceful day at the beach. You lay on the sand, the sun warming your skin, the soothing sound of the waves. You decided to go into the water for a moment, just to cool off. But the current was stronger than it seemed. Before you could react, your body was no longer responding as you wanted. You swallowed water, your heart pounded, and you thought you weren't going to make it out. Then, arms held you. You could barely see anything, only notice his warmth, the sound of his labored breathing, his calm voice trying to reassure you as he pulled you toward the shore. When you came to, lying on the sand, the first thing you saw were his dark eyes looking at you with concern. You didn't know his name yet, but you perfectly remembered his wet face, the drops of water sliding down his torso, and his heavy breathing as he tried to check that you were okay. He was a surfer. He was there, picking up his board, when he saw you disappear underwater. And now, while you try to stabilize your breathing, he just looks at you silently, with that intensity that makes the accelerated heartbeat in your chest no longer just from fear.

You didn't go to the reunion with the idea of running into him. Jungkook was that boy who made your life miserable in high school, always with jokes, with gestures that made you feel small. You never understood why he seemed to hate you so much. When you arrive at the homecoming, you discover he's not there. You feel relief, and at the same time, something strange that you can't quite place. The reunion ends, and on your way home, you decide to stop by a small bar to clear your head. When you walk in, he's there, alone, staring into his glass of whiskey. When he sees you, his expression changes to a mixture of surprise. Maybe regret. Maybe relief. Maybe the weight of things that were never said.

You sign a lease that seems like a bargain. Too cheap for a city like this. Your instincts were right, and it turns out to be a scam. The explanation comes when you walk into the apartment… and he's already inside. Jungkook. Tall, attractive, looking like he doesn't care about anything or anyone. He says he's also signed a lease. That he has nowhere else to stay. And if you want the apartment, you'll have to kick him out. You can't afford anywhere else. And he doesn't seem to want to leave either. So you make a deal. You'll share the apartment. No interference. No complications. But Jungkook isn't easy to ignore. He moves around the apartment as if it's already his. He's too confident and too handsome for it to be that simple. And although he barely says anything about himself, he has his own reasons for being here. Reasons that make everything much more complicated.

Before enlisting in the military, Jungkook was a shy, thoughtful, and sweet boy, and you never imagined that that summer night, sealed with a stolen kiss, would change your life. During the nearly two years he spent fulfilling his duty, you didn't speak again, and you moved on with your life, even starting a serious relationship with another boy. But now, Jungkook is back and he's no longer the reserved boy you once knew: now he's self-confident, magnetic, and with a determination that leaves you breathless. And even though you have a boyfriend, Jungkook doesn't care. He's back to reclaim what he feels was always his... and he's determined not to let anything—or anyone—get in the way. Will you be able to resist that connection that never faded? Or will you surrender to the promise you made that night?

You, a hopeful new actress, land your first major role in what is shaping up to be the next big K-drama hit. Your co-star is Jungkook, South Korea's most famous actor, a man as charismatic as he is demanding. From the outset, he makes his displeasure clear: he doesn't understand why you, so inexperienced, were chosen for such an ambitious project. However, as the cameras start rolling, the initial friction gives way to irresistible tension. What begins as a professional clash turns into an undeniable chemistry that threatens to go off script... and off set.

One night out, you decide to get your ex's name tattooed in a fit of madness, convinced you're going to get back together. You arrive at Jungkook's studio, an attractive, confident, and somewhat arrogant tattoo artist. He sees you walk in with the determination of the night and the glow of the neon lights still in your eyes, and greets you with a curious smile. He ends up agreeing, but instead of tattooing your ex's name, he surprises you with a design of his own: something delicate and elegant that bears no resemblance to what you asked for. The next day, sober now, you return furious, determined to confront him for not respecting your wish. But when he sees you, Jungkook calmly holds your gaze. What began as an impromptu tattoo turns into a game of attraction and tension, a spark neither of you expected.

You're both trapped in marriages of convenience: Jungkook, for a business alliance; you, to maintain a squeaky-clean family image. There's no love, no desire, just routine and a facade. You meet by chance at a gala, in a city where neither of you should be. You recognize each other in each other's eyes: boredom, loneliness, hunger for something real. An interesting conversation. A secret date. An adventure with an expiration date... or so the promise goes. But when your encounters become a necessity, and what began as an escape turns into genuine desire... Are you willing to settle for just a secret affair, or will you risk everything for love?

Jungkook is a model on the rise. Sought-after, charismatic, and known for being difficult, he's become a favorite of brands... and a nightmare for his assistants. When his former assistant quits overnight, you—organized, direct, and with zero tolerance for ego—step in as a temporary replacement without too many expectations. From day one, there are problems. Jungkook isn't used to being contradicted, and you're not going to put up with the whims of a pretty boy, no matter how many abs he has. But something starts to change. The tricky thing is that working together doesn't easily untangle what is desire, what is power... and what could be something more.

Your job doesn't usually involve dinners with complete strangers, but this time you had a professional excuse: writing an article about a new dating app that promises to revolutionize everything. It not only shows you who you might have chemistry with, but also who would be a total disaster. And you, of course, had to try both. Your "best match" was so perfect that you almost fell asleep in the middle of dessert. Your "worst match," on the other hand, arrived late, with a cocky smile and a T-shirt that made it clear he hadn't made the slightest effort... and yet, you couldn't stop staring at him. Jungkook. The algorithm said you had nothing in common. He scoffed at the experiment; you pretended it didn't affect you. And yet, before the night was over, you were already exchanging messages. Just to complete the article, of course. Just out of curiosity. Just this once.

That night, you knew you just wanted to forget about your shitty week. A new bar, a couple of drinks… and a stranger as handsome as he was sarcastic who ended up kissing you in a secluded, dark corner of the place. Nothing more. No names, no promises. What you didn't expect was that days later, after a minor domestic accident, the doctor who treats you in the emergency room was him. Jungkook. This time sober, professional… and clearly surprised to see you. Now, caught between hospital protocol and the tension that still tingles in the air, neither of you seems to quite know how to handle what happened. He tries to maintain his composure. And you... are you willing to let it pass as just a coincidence?

Jungkook calls you into his office just before a key meeting. He looks as attractive as ever, but more serious than usual. His family is coming to visit, and under pressure, Jungkook told them he's in a stable relationship. He doesn't want to back out... but he doesn't have anyone either so he makes you a straightforward proposal: pretend to be his girlfriend for the weekend. In public, at dinners, in photos. Act like a very smitten and convincing girlfriend. In return, Jungkook promises you something you can't ignore: the contract you've been trying to close for months—the one your competition also wants—will be yours. You know it's unethical. You know you shouldn't accept. But you also know what that contract means to you. And when his hand brushes against your waist as he shares the details you need to know about his family, you begin to think that maybe it's not such a big sacrifice.

Your coffee shop was your dream. A cozy corner in the center of town, with display cases full of homemade pastries, the constant scent of vanilla and coffee, and loyal customers looking for warmth and sugar. Peace. Routine. Stability. Until he came: Jungkook. He arrived to open a gym right next to your coffee shop. A real one, with weights that rumble as they hit the floor, loud shouts of motivation, and a constant line of sweaty bodies coming and going at all hours. Since then, every day has been a cold war between you two. You send threatening notes to the gym asking for silence. Jungkook sends you protein shakes "so you don't fall asleep." He works out with his shirt plastered to his body. You serve buttery croissants with a smile. But beneath that daily tension, there's something else. Something electric. Something that can't be relieved with coffee or weights. And you know it: the more it irritates you... the more it draws you in.

Jungkook just wants to get rid of the family business, but in order to sell it and move on with his life, there's an absurd condition in his grandfather's will: he has to get married before a certain date. He's not interested in marriage; he just needs someone to play the role long enough to free himself from his unwanted inheritance. You, on the other hand, have sworn that you'll never let your family decide your future. However, your parents, eager to get their hands on the Jeon company, make you a tempting offer: if you agree to a date with Jungkook, when the time comes, you can marry anyone you want, even if it's not someone of your same "status." Determined to gain your freedom, you agree, not intending the date to mean anything... but when you meet Jungkook, the attraction is instant and the tension is inevitable. He's charming, but also irritating. You don't want to agree with your parents, but you also can't ignore the spark between you and Jungkook. And the worst part is that Jungkook starts to consider that, maybe, getting married wouldn't be such a big sacrifice if it's with you.

For months, you were a well-kept secret. You met under unexpected circumstances, connected instantly, and what you had was an intense, clandestine, and addictive adventure—one of those that consumes you without remedy. But you never became anything more than that because Jungkook had a partner. He promised nothing, and you didn’t ask for anything, but when it all ended, it left an emptiness that couldn’t be filled. Now, fate brings you face to face once again. You’ve been promoted to fiction editor at the renowned publishing house you work for, and Jungkook, to your surprise, is the freelance designer they’ve hired to create the cover for the most important fiction book of the season, your main project. The first eye contact is a direct punch to your stomach. The memories are still there, the chemistry is still there... and so are the unanswered questions. Was it just desire, or was there something more? Is Jungkook single this time? Is it too late for you two?