Born to Be a Secretary

Director Kwon threw down the fountain pen he was holding and held his forehead. He hated crying more than the pheromones that were leaking out.
“Secretary Kim.”

Let’s go, let’s go.
Hee-won, who had been standing behind Kwon Young-je like a screen, quickly stepped forward. He hurriedly helped up the sobbing researcher.
“Go out and calm down and come back in.”

“Ugh, I, ugh, I didn’t do that on purpose…”
“Yes, yes. It’s okay. Just hold on to me and follow me out.”
The researcher grabbed his jacket while leaning his staggering body on Hee-won’s. The pheromones were even stronger, perhaps because his sorrow was welling up. Naturally, Betaine Hee-won couldn’t sense this.

Hee-won sat the researcher down in a quiet place outside the conference room. Hee-won bent his knees and sat down so that he was eye level with him. When I handed him the sedative and water I had prepared in advance, the researcher nodded and rubbed his wet eyes.
“I’m sorry… I warned you in advance. I didn’t know you were so sensitive.”
“It’s my first time, so that’s understandable. Anyway, today’s meeting seems a bit difficult… Let’s report the details you’ve prepared in writing later.”

“Will it be difficult to attend again?”
“I guess so?”
Hee-won measured the pheromones flowing out of the researcher with a small pheromone meter. 68 ph. When I showed him the number directly, the researcher nodded in agreement.

Sniff, sniff. The sight of him swallowing tears and snot was truly pitiful. Even the sight of an omega crying moved people’s hearts.
“I won’t be at a disadvantage later, right?”
“That won’t happen. You don’t hold grudges, Director.”

At those words, he finally seemed to find peace. The researcher drank the water that Hee-won had given him little by little and calmed his trembling breathing.
“Then, please rest for a while.”
“…Are you going?”

“Yes. I have a lot to do.”
The feeling of pity was only temporary, and now his own safety was more urgent. Hee-won ran as fast as he could as soon as he left the break room. He slid to a stop in front of the elevator and urgently pressed the elevator button.
Executive Director Kwon Young-jae
[Come in five minutes]
Because of the text message that Executive Director Kwon had sent earlier, he was even more anxious. The first priority was to remove the omega pheromone that had become ingrained in his body.

“Oh, I’m going up now. Please take out some pheromone deodorant and clothes.”
He looked at the floor indicator that was gradually increasing in number and asked for help from the secretary’s office. Hee-won took off his suit jacket while holding his cell phone to his ear. This is something I’ve done so many times that I’ve become used to it.
As I head straight to the office, secretaries swarm me. I hand Hee-won a new jacket and put the jacket he was wearing in the clothes management machine. Hee-won, who changed into the new jacket, sprayed deodorant all over his body.

“Is this an emergency?
“No, not that bad.”
I roughly brushed my damp hair back and went back outside. All three elevators were descending. It would take a while to get to the 22nd floor. As if adding fuel to Hee-won’s worries, his phone vibrated again.

Executive Director Kwon Young-jae
[Get back quickly]
[Is this the time to be rambling?]
“I’m going.”

Hee-won muttered to the texts that came one after another. He glanced at the elevator that was still on the lower floors, but he had no choice but to turn around.
He went down the emergency exit stairs breathlessly. The stairs were slippery and he felt like he would fall if he made a slight move, but Hee-won couldn’t slow down.
He arrived from the 22nd floor to the 9th floor in 1 minute and 30 seconds. He didn’t know how many times he tripped while running down the stairs. He quickly walked down the hallway leading to the conference room, catching his breath and straightening his tie and ID card that had been turned upside down. He even smoothed his messy hair, and his face became calm as if he had never been busy.

He deliberately skipped knocking and went into the conference room. The inside was a little chilly, perhaps because the window was open. Hee-won carefully read the atmosphere.
Fortunately, the meeting had resumed. A PPT was being broadcast on the monitor screen in front of him, and Kwon Young-jae, sitting at the head of the table, was watching it with a serious expression. It was.
There was nothing wrong, but he was urging me to hurry. As if he had separation anxiety without me.

Hee-won silently went behind Executive Director Kwon and stood like a shadow. As always, behind Kwon Young-je was his seat. He put strength into his still trembling knees and took a straight posture.
On the other hand, Executive Director Kwon’s upper body was pressed against the back of the chair. His upright posture had become looser than before. Even his fingertips tapping on the desk seemed to have a rhythm.
It’s not that Kwon Young-je is being sensitive for no reason. In fact, he suffered from a serious neurosis due to omega pheromones. Very few people knew about this condition.

He had been receiving all kinds of flirtations from omegas since it first manifested when he was 17. There were many cases where someone would deliberately throw their whole body at the attractive dominant alpha and spray pheromones from their nose.
Kwon Young-je couldn’t understand this behavior. At first, he was driven by instinct and even he had no choice but to give in, but what he got in return was not satisfaction, It was a sense of inferiority. He felt like he was not a human with intelligence, but like an animal.
The dominant trait was both a blessing and a tragedy for Kwon Young-je.

The omegas that clung to him like a magnet always poured out excessive pheromones as if they were in heat. It was difficult for Kwon Young-je, who had a more perfectionist nature than others, to endure.
Although his family knew this, they ignored Kwon Young-je's suffering and instead kept omegas by his side because they thought he had to adapt. As a result, he suffered from pheromone shock a whopping twelve times in a month and had to be taken to the emergency room. The experience at the time left a terrible trauma for Kwon Young-je.
At some point, whenever he smelled omega pheromones, he would get a severe headache and nausea. Eventually, he reached the point where he rejected omegas even though he was a dominant alpha.

In the past, it was said that it was difficult to live without pheromone satisfaction, but these days, the times have advanced enough that it can be sufficiently solved with medicine. In particular, Apex has advanced technology to treat the estrus period of the dominant alpha. New drugs are constantly being developed. From Kwon Young-jae’s perspective, he can run the business as he pleases, so management is his calling.
However, his meticulous nature remains. Only Kim Hee-won’s stamina was depleted while assisting Executive Director Kwon, who is particularly sensitive to omega pheromones.
The meeting, which lasted about an hour, ended without incident. There was an unpleasant incident in the middle, which delayed the meeting by about ten minutes, and the scheduled video conference became urgent. Hee-won was waiting anxiously, looking down at his wristwatch.

Kwon Young-jae, who had been talking to the chief researcher until the end, called out, “Secretary Kim.” His ◆ Nоvеlіgһt ◆ (Only on Nоvеlіgһt) head naturally rose.
“Yes, Executive Director.”
“I’m thinking of having lunch with Director Song.”

Hee-won immediately took out his cell phone.
“I’ll make a reservation at a restaurant. Is there a place you would like to go?”
“Damyeon at 1 o’clock.”

“Ah… Damyeon.”
The thumb that was touching the LCD suddenly froze. When he opened his eyes, Executive Director Kwon stared at him intently.
“I’ll make a reservation.”

Hee-won smiled with trust. There is no NO for a secretary. Whether it’s death or food, an order is simply a yes.
A siren rang in Hee-won’s head as he returned to the office. Emergency, emergency. He had to make a reservation somehow.
Damyeon was a Korean restaurant that had become famous after being broadcast on public broadcast last week. It was so popular that there was even an article saying that the reservation window would close as soon as it opened.

When Executive Director Kwon went into his office for a video conference, Hee-won called all the staff in the secretary’s office. He mobilized all the methods to make a reservation.
He called Damyeon first. Of course, the reservation was full. There was no way he could make a reservation for the same day, let alone a few days later.
“I’m really sorry, but is there no VIP seat?”

High-end restaurants often reserve one table for VIP guests. Of course, they have to pay much more than the regular price, but the price doesn’t matter to VIP guests.
The result was a failure. Hee-won put down his phone and sighed.
“I found a transfer post online, but it says it’s only for dinner tonight. There’s no lunch time.”

Even the secretaries he trusted told him the bad news. Aaaah, Hee-won rubbed his face, squeezing out a voice that sounded like a groan. The back of his chair leaned back halfway and he cried along with it.
“Is this the only way?”
He muttered to himself and sat up straight again. He grabbed the mouse and clicked a few times, and a messenger window appeared on the monitor screen.

< Assistants (8)
📢 [Notice] Let's talk only if it's urgent.
Both hands went up to the keyboard. Hee-won started typing one letter at a time, despite his awkwardness.

7
[Dear secretaries. I hope you're doing well today. I wonder if you're doing well in this weather with a large temperature difference.]
He left a polite greeting. The number quickly decreased, and the chat followed like a tail.
SG/Hong Yu-kyung
[Emergency! Everyone pay attention!!]

2
Samgang Trading Company/Kim Do-sik
[ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋSomething happened on Executive Director Kwon's side]
3
Blue Rail/Park Gyu-young
[What could it be? Tell me quickly, I'm dying of curiosity]
4

The group chatroom made up of only secretaries accompanying the chaebols was bustling. No news is good news Since it was a group chat, when Kim Hee-won made the first call, everyone laughed and went crazy. Everyone was very perceptive.
1
[Is there anyone who can make a reservation for 2 people at Damyeon in Cheongdam-dong at 1 PM today?]
Imperial/Shin Jeong-ho
[Wow, Damyeon?]

1
[It's not easy]
1
SG/Hong Yu-kyung
[If anyone can, please contact Secretary Kim Hee-won individually.]
2
Blue Rail/Park Gyu-young
[I'll look into it.]

2
Hee-won clenched and unclenched his sweaty palms and stared blankly at the monitor screen. He had done everything he could. Now he had to leave it to luck.