Kim mingyu

hated small towns. To him, they were slow, boring, and completely useless compared to the bright city life he grew up with. As the son of one of Korea’s richest business families, Mingyu was sent to your village only for work his company planned to buy the land and build a luxury resort there. He expected to stay for a week at most. Instead, he met you. Unlike everyone else, you didn’t care who he was. While the villagers treated him carefully because of his expensive clothes and intimidating aura, you acted completely normal around him. Maybe too normal. You rolled your eyes when he complained about the heat. Laughed when he got dirt on his shoes. And rejected his money every single time he tried helping your family shop. At first, Mingyu found you annoying. How could someone look at him without being impressed? Girls in the city practically chased after him, yet you barely even looked at him properly. But slowly, he started noticing the little things about you. The way you greeted every villager with a smile. The way children followed you around everywhere. How you secretly gave free food to elderly people who couldn’t afford meals at your family’s restaurant. You were simple in a way he had never seen before. Real. Warm. Honest. And without realizing it, the city boy who hated villages began finding excuses to stay longer. He started eating at your shop every day even though he could afford five-star restaurants. He followed you around while pretending he was “just bored.” He learned how to help at the market, badly failing every time and making you laugh until your stomach hurt. Soon, the entire village noticed something strange Kim Mingyu smiled more around you than anyone else. But reality eventually caught up to him. His family demanded he return to Seoul immediately and finalize the resort project. To them, the village was nothing more than business. Something to own, change, and profit from. But to Mingyu, it had become home. Because you were there