All Chapters of My Boss is a Secretive K-Drama Freak?!!: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

10 Chapters

Confession Scenes and Espresso Machines.

~Hailey Park~If hell had a reception desk, I’m pretty sure it would look exactly like the 27th floor of Jang Corporations.White marble. Chrome desks. The faint scent of overpriced toner and despair.And me — Hailey Park, resident caffeine courier, emotional punching bag, and personal assistant to Ethan Jang, Seoul’s very own corporate Terminator.The man doesn’t blink. Doesn’t smile. Doesn’t breathe unless it’s to say, “Fix it.”I once watched him fire an intern mid-yawn. Mid-yawn, people. The poor girl hadn’t even finished inhaling.It’s 1:57 a.m., and I’m still in the office, because my boss doesn’t believe in “after hours.”He believes in “Hailey, the shareholders’ deck better sing like a BTS chorus by morning.”I’m hunched over my laptop, eyes burning, when I realize my espresso machine has given up on life.Much like me.“Come on, baby,” I whisper, smacking the side of it. “Don’t die on me now. I still have two slides left and zero will to live.”It gurgles pathetically. Then d

Last Updated : 2025-10-26

Practice Confessions & Workplace Delusions.

Hailey.If anyone had told me last month that I’d be fake-dating my emotionally constipated, K-drama–addicted boss — I would’ve laughed, cried, then blocked them for manifesting nonsense into my life.But here we are.Monday morning.Ten a.m. sharp.And Ethan Jang, Seoul’s walking iceberg in a designer suit, has just announced to the entire executive floor:“I’m in a relationship.”Silence.The kind of silence that hums with scandal and suppressed gossip.Then, with the confidence of a man who has lost his mind but not his posture, he adds—“With my assistant. Miss Hailey Park.”Coffee cups drop. Someone audibly gasps. I think I briefly leave my body.“I’m sorry, WHAT?!” I whisper-yell the moment we’re back in his office.He doesn’t even look up from his laptop. “Public relations strategy. The rumor needed redirecting.”“Redirecting?! You just redirected me into unemployment!”He calmly sips his Americano. “Don’t exaggerate. You’re gaining valuable experience.”“Experience in what?! D

Last Updated : 2025-10-26

Elevator Scene, (and Other Heart Problems).

Hailey Park.If you ever want to test the limits of your cardiovascular system, just step into a metal box with your terrifyingly attractive boss after he tells you, “We’re doing a rehearsal.”A rehearsal.In. An. Elevator.Because apparently, this man woke up this morning and chose K-drama chaos.It starts like this:He sends me a message at 8:02 a.m. — Subject: “Elevator. 9:00 sharp.”No context. No explanation. No warning that I should emotionally prepare myself for imminent death via romantic tension.I spend the next 58 minutes having an existential crisis in the bathroom mirror.I practice breathing.I practice not blushing.I practice reminding myself: He’s your boss. He’s allergic to joy. He has the emotional warmth of a filing cabinet.And yet my heart has the nerve — the audacity — to flutter like a middle-school fangirl.9:00 a.m.I walk to the elevator.He’s already there, of course. Perfect suit. Perfect posture. Perfect jawline that probably sharpens itself in the mirror

Last Updated : 2025-10-26

The Rain Scene!( Umbrellas, Feelings, and Other Forms of Torture).

Hailey Park.If there’s one thing K-dramas have taught me, it’s this:Rain = feelings.The heavier the downpour, the more chaotic your love life is about to become.And right now, Seoul looks like it just got dumped by the universe.Sheets of rain slam against the office windows, thunder growling like background music to my impending breakdown. Which, let’s be honest, is fitting — because my boss has just said the six words no assistant wants to hear on a stormy Tuesday afternoon:“We’re going outside. For the rehearsal.”I stare at him. “You mean the Rain Scene rehearsal? The one where two characters suddenly realize they’re in love and someone inevitably gets pneumonia?”Ethan adjusts his cufflinks — immaculate, emotionless, the picture of corporate precision. “Yes.”“Sir, that’s a metaphorical scene. For feelings. Feelings you don’t even believe in.”He glances up, deadpan. “That’s why I need practice.”Practice.He said that with a straight face.“Sir,” I say slowly, “you are not

Last Updated : 2025-10-26

The Office Scandal, (or How to Accidentally Trend on the Internet).

Hailey Park.If there’s one thing I’ve learned working for Ethan Jang, it’s that emotional whiplash is part of the job description.One minute, he’s an emotionally constipated CEO who scolds me for “typing with too much enthusiasm.” The next, he’s sending me emails titled Episode 5: The Almost-Kiss Scene like this is some kind of corporate love story produced by Netflix and Satan.And now?Now he’s telling me to “act natural” while we walk into a board meeting holding hands.You heard that right. Holding. Hands.The kind of public display of affection that causes HR to have cardiac events and employees to whisper like they’re narrating a reality show.“Sir,” I whisper harshly as we step into the elevator, “why are we doing this?”He doesn’t even blink. “Damage control.”“For what? Did someone discover your secret K-drama fan account again?”He shoots me a warning glance — the kind of look that says don’t push it, Park — and presses the elevator button with unnecessary aggression.I cr

Last Updated : 2025-10-26

The Jealous Episode(Or When the CEO Glitches Over Another Man).

~ Hailey Park ~If someone had told me that working for Ethan Jang would eventually lead to me fake-dating him and getting trending hashtags dedicated to our “office romance,” I would’ve laughed, quit, and maybe changed my name.But here we are. Day three of Operation Fake Dating the Emotionally Robotic CEO Who Secretly Cries Over K-Dramas.And let me tell you he’s starting to glitch.“Who is that?”That’s how this morning starts.Not with coffee. Not with our usual banter about my questionable punctuality or his caffeine-fueled god complex.Just those three words.I look up from my desk to find Ethan standing there tailored suit, expensive tie, and that faint expression of corporate homicide he gets when the world doesn’t follow his PowerPoint schedule.I blink. “Good morning to you too, Mr. Sunshine.”He doesn’t move. His eyes flick toward the bouquet sitting on my desk a massive arrangement of pink roses that smell like wealth, regret, and someone who uses “😉” unironically.“Wh

Last Updated : 2025-11-05

The Contract Kiss(Or How To Accidentally Ruin Your Emotional Stability With One Practice Scene).

~ Hailey Park ~There are many ways a Monday can go wrong.You can spill coffee on your white blouse.You can walk into the glass door because your brain forgot physics.You can even accidentally reply “You too 😘” to your CEO’s “Please send the report by 10 a.m.” email.But none of that NONE of that compares to walking into your boss’s office and hearing the words:“We need to rehearse the kiss.”Excuse me?I blink. “The what now?”Ethan Jang Seoul’s most emotionally constipated, immaculately tailored CEO-slash-K-drama scholar—looks up from his desk, calm as ever. “The contract kiss scene.”He says it like it’s a quarterly report. Like kissing your assistant is just another line item under “corporate strategy.”I blink again. “Sir, you can’t just say things like that before I’ve had coffee.”“I already sent you the agenda,” he replies smoothly, turning his laptop toward me. Sure enough, there it is on the screen:Agenda: Episode 7 — The Contract Kiss Scene (Preparation & Execution)I

Last Updated : 2025-11-05

The Elevator Scene( Take Two: When Gravity and Feelings Collide).

~ Hailey Park ~You know that saying, “What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger”?Yeah, no. Whoever said that never had to ride an elevator alone with Ethan Jang.It’s been three days since The Contract Kiss Disaster™ — also known as the near-death experience where my soul left my body mid–K-drama rehearsal — and now my life has become one long outtake reel.The memes still haven’t died.Corporate Confidential has published four separate “body language analysis” videos.And someone in HR started a betting pool called “When Will the CEO Finally Melt?”(Last I checked, I was the top contender for Cause of Meltdown. Great. Love that for me.)So, when I walk into the office Monday morning and find an email waiting from the devil himself — a.k.a. Subject: Rehearsal 2: Elevator Scene — I immediately start Googling ways to fake my own death convincingly.No luck.Because five minutes later, the intercom purrs:“Miss Park. My office. Now.”Oh, here we go.I walk in, clutching my iced coffee l

Last Updated : 2025-11-05

The Rooftop Confessions: When Rain, Ratings, and Repressed Feelings Collide.

~ Hailey Park ~ 🙄🙄If there’s one thing I’ve learned from working under Ethan Jang — besides the fact that he probably irons his socks — it’s this:If he texts you “Meeting. Rooftop. 8 p.m.”…it’s not a meeting.It’s a plot twist.And right now, I am not emotionally equipped for another episode of “Hailey Park and the Man Who Thinks Life is a Scripted Series.”The elevator ride up feels like a countdown to my own funeral.Each floor dings like a dramatic OST beat. Ding. Doom. Ding. Regret.By the time I reach the top, I’ve already drafted my will in my head:“To my mother my plants. To Janet my caffeine debt.To Ethan Jang may your Netflix recommendations forever consist of tragic melodramas.”The doors open whoosh and there he is.Standing by the railing, back to me, Seoul glittering behind him like the final scene of a rom-com that ends in heartbreak and expensive lighting.He’s in his usual black suit, no tie tonight, shirt slightly undone like he’s auditioning for Mr. Emoti

Last Updated : 2025-11-05

The Interview (Or: How I Accidentally Became Korea's Sweetheart an my Boss's Emotional Support Disaster).

~ Hailey Park ~Let me just say this loud and clear for everyone in the back —I. DID. NOT. SIGN. UP. FOR. THIS.When I accepted this job, I expected caffeine abuse, unpaid overtime, and emotional trauma delivered via PowerPoint.Not to be Korea’s accidental sweetheart because my boss decided to have a midlife crisis in HD.Now every news outlet in Seoul and possibly half of Asia thinks I’m secretly dating Ethan Jang, the man whose idea of affection is not firing me yet.So here I am, sitting in a PR conference room, in full makeup (that I did not consent to), surrounded by executives plotting our fake love story arc.Across from me sits him Ethan “Emotionally Constipated” Jang in his stupidly perfect black suit, scrolling through fan tweets like he’s reviewing stock reports.“#JangLeeLoveLine is trending again,” he says, like he’s reading quarterly profits.“Of course it is!” I snap. “You’re the human embodiment of a K-drama cliffhanger! People think you proposed to me on the roo

Last Updated : 2025-11-05

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