Shuun didn’t respond to fans.

Not out of arrogance—just necessity.

If he started, he wouldn’t know when to stop.

And yet, last night, he broke his own rule.

Why?

Because of her.

Because of the words she had written.

“Do you always fight for people who don’t deserve it?”

The question he had asked her—it was meant for himself.

He had been one of those people once.

A nameless artist. A faceless voice in the void.

Back then, no one cared.

Medias rejected him. Fans ignored him.

“Without an image, you’re nothing.”

“People don’t want just a voice. They want a face.”

Shuun had heard it all.

And maybe, he had believed it too.

But then—there were people like her.

People who supported him, despite not knowing what he looked like.

People who sent letters, who said his voice mattered.

And she was one of them.

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She was one of the few who made him believe he could keep going.

And now—she was working under him.

Defending another lost cause.

“You don’t need to take responsibility for Mr. Reyne’s incompetence.”

“I know, sir. But… he just needs guidance.”

The way she stood on her ground.

The way she fought for someone no one believed in.

Just like she had fought for him—before she even knew who he was.

How could he not respond to her?

Even if it was just one line.

“Your words reach someone too.”

Shuun leaned back in his chair, exhaling.

He wasn’t sure if it was a mistake.

But one thing was clear.

Seo Minra had always believed in him.

And now?

He was starting to believe in her, too.

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Minra sat at her desk, staring at her phone.

The message from Shuun was still there.

She had read it at least fifty times.

It wasn’t much.

It wasn’t a love confession.

But it meant something.

She wasn’t crazy for supporting him.

She wasn’t just another unnoticed fan.

He had read her words.

And somehow, he had felt the same.

Minra exhaled, a small smile forming.

But before she could process anything further—

A voice ruined the moment.

“Ohhhh, what’s this? Still love-struck?”

Minra’s soul left her body.

Reyne.

She snapped her phone shut, glaring at him.

“Are you stalking me?”

“No, but you keep making it obvious.” he smirked, sitting on her desk. “So, tell me. Did your faceless boyfriend reply again?”

Minra felt heat rush to her face.

“He’s not my boyfriend!”

“Yet.”

“REYNE!”

He grinned wider.

“I think I deserve to know. Since, you know, I work with you all day, but this mystery guy gets all your attention.”

Minra wondered where all these nonsense comes from.

“You just want gossip.”

“I live for gossip.”

Minra sighed, shaking her head.

She wasn’t going to tell him.

She wasn’t going to give in to him.

But somehow, she had a feeling this wasn’t the last time he would bring it up.

And worse?

She had no idea that the person Reyne was teasing her about… was their own CEO.

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Shuun stood in his office, arms crossed, watching through the glass.

Seo Minra.

Talking to Reyne.

The conversation looked heated.

She was flustered, waving her hands around.

And Reyne?

Smirking, obviously enjoying her reaction.

Shuun exhaled.

Not irritated. Not quite.

But… curious.

He had never been this invested in an employee before.

Had never paid attention to someone like this.

But Seo Minra was different.

She had believed in him before he was powerful.

And now?

Now, he wanted to test something.

Shuun pulled out his phone.

Opened the private messaging app he used for fan responses.

And typed—

“Do you ever wonder what it would be like to meet me?”

He stared at the message.

Paused.

And then—hit send.

Somewhere across the office, Minra’s phone buzzed.

And Shuun?

He leaned back in his chair.

Waiting.

Watching.

Wondering just how deep this was about to go.

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Chapter 08: “One Message A Day”