Plot.........

JK Enterprises is the most successful tech conglomerate in Seoul, run by the "Ice Prince" Jeon Jungkook. For years, Jungkook has operated like a machine, keeping everyone at a distance to protect a dark secret involving the company’s origins (Project 0). ​Everything changes when Kim Taehyung—a clumsy, brilliant, and overly honest applicant—accidentally gets hired as his personal secretary. As Taehyung peels back the layers of his "robotic" boss, he realizes the company isn't just a business; it’s a house of cards. Between corporate sabotage, secret pasts, and the hilarious office drama of the executive floor, will they sign their hearts away, or will the secrets tear them apart?

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Introducing the cast of 'Project 0'

The main ship

𝘑𝘦𝘰𝘯 𝘑𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘬𝘰𝘰𝘬

𝘑𝘦𝘰𝘯 𝘑𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘬𝘰𝘰𝘬 (𝘊𝘌𝘖): 𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨, 𝘱𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘶𝘭, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘣𝘭𝘦. 𝘏𝘦’𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘵 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘳𝘶𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘳𝘶𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘴𝘢𝘧𝘦.

𝘒𝘪𝘮 𝘛𝘢𝘦𝘩𝘺𝘶𝘯𝘨

𝘒𝘪𝘮 𝘛𝘢𝘦𝘩𝘺𝘶𝘯𝘨 (𝘕𝘦𝘸 𝘚𝘦𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘺): 𝘉𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵, 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘨𝘰𝘭𝘥. 𝘏𝘦’𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘑𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘬𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘨𝘰𝘥.

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The Side Ships

​𝘔𝘪𝘯 𝘠𝘰𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘪 (𝘊𝘖𝘖) & 𝘗𝘢𝘳𝘬 𝘑𝘪𝘮𝘪𝘯 (𝘈𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵): 𝘛𝘩𝘦 "𝘘𝘶𝘪𝘦𝘵 𝘍𝘪𝘳𝘦." 𝘠𝘰𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘪 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬𝘢𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘤 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘪𝘴𝘦; 𝘑𝘪𝘮𝘪𝘯 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘦-𝘣𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘠𝘰𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘪’𝘴 𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘰 "𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘷𝘪𝘣𝘦𝘴."

𝘒𝘪𝘮 𝘕𝘢𝘮𝘫𝘰𝘰𝘯 (𝘊𝘍𝘖) & 𝘒𝘪𝘮 𝘚𝘦𝘰𝘬𝘫𝘪𝘯 (𝘈𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵): 𝘛𝘩𝘦 "𝘋𝘢𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘔𝘰𝘮" 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘦. 𝘕𝘢𝘮𝘫𝘰𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘶𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘴 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘴; 𝘑𝘪𝘯 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘧𝘪𝘹 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴 (𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘮).

𝘑𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘴𝘰𝘯 (𝘏𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘚𝘦𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘺) & 𝘑-𝘏𝘰𝘱𝘦 (𝘏𝘙 𝘋𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘰𝘳): 𝘛𝘩𝘦 "𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘰𝘴 𝘋𝘶𝘰." 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦’𝘴 𝘣𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘶𝘴𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨.

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The Lobby of JK Enterprises

The air inside the lobby was thick with the scent of polished marble and expensive espresso. Outside, a light drizzle blurred the Seoul skyline, making the towering glass building of JK Enterprises look like a giant silver needle piercing the clouds.

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The elevator dings softly, but instead of the 50th floor, the doors slide open on 48. The hallway here is warmer, smelling of old paper and peppermint. Suddenly, a man with broad shoulders and a distracted look walks straight into Taehyung’s path, a mountain of folders in his arms.

The folders tilt dangerously, and Taehyung instinctively reaches out to steady them, his hand brushing against Namjoon’s expensive wool coat.

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Taehyung steps out into a hallway that feels miles away from the warmth of the 48th floor. It is silent. The walls are a dark, matte grey, and the temperature has dropped significantly. He walks toward the massive double doors, his heart hammering against his ribs like a trapped bird.

​He knocks. Once. Twice. Silence.

He pushes the door open. The office is vast, with a desk that sits like a throne in front of a window overlooking the entire city. Jeon Jungkook is sitting there, his white shirt sleeves rolled up to reveal a glimpse of dark ink on his forearms. He doesn't look up from the document he is signing.

The scratching of his pen is the only sound in the room for a full ten seconds. Then, he slowly sets the pen down and raises his head. His eyes are dark, intense, and completely devoid of warmth. He studies Taehyung’s face with a clinical coldness.

He stands up, and Taehyung realizes just how tall he is. He walks around the desk, his presence filling the room until the air feels thin. He stops just a foot away from Taehyung. The scent of sandalwood and expensive soap hits Taehyung’s senses.

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Taehyung is on his knees on the carpeted floor, surrounded by piles of paper. The office is quiet, save for the occasional click of Jungkook’s mouse. Taehyung reaches deep into a bottom drawer and his fingers hit something hard—a leather-bound ledger hidden under a false bottom. It looks old, the edges frayed.

​He opens the first page. At the top, in heavy black ink, are the words: PROJECT 0: THE DEBT.

Suddenly, the shadow of a man falls over the papers. Taehyung looks up to see Jungkook standing over him, his face no longer just cold—it is pale, his eyes wide with a flash of genuine, raw panic.

He reaches out and snaps the ledger out of Taehyung’s hands. His grip is like iron, and for a second, their faces are inches apart. Taehyung can see a bead of sweat on Jungkook’s temple

He practically runs out of the office, his heart thudding so hard he can feel it in his throat. As he reaches the elevator, he sinks against the wall

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The breakroom on the 49th floor was a stark contrast to the frozen tomb of the floor above. It smelled of expensive coffee beans and a faint, lingering scent of citrus. Kim Taehyung sat on the edge of a velvet sofa, his hands still trembling as he clutched a paper cup of cold water. His neck felt hot, the skin beneath his scent-blocker patch itching with the stress of Jeon Jungkook's recent outburst.

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The sun had fully set, leaving the office bathed in the blue glow of the city lights. Jeon Jungkook was still at his desk, but he wasn't working. He was staring at the safe where he had locked the ledger. His knuckles were white where he gripped the edge of his desk.

Intercom Buzzes

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Taehyung walked out of the building, the cool night air hitting his face. He felt drained, his body heavy with the aftermath of the day's adrenaline. As he reached the sidewalk, a sleek black car pulled up beside him. The window rolled down to reveal Jackson, the Head of Security.

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