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← The Clause We Never Signed

Ep. 7

With the Same Hand

2026-06-23

Cast: Woo-hyun

Two lines on the screen that wouldn't go away

How about just the two of us grab a drink—without Director Woo-hyun?

In that one beat of silence, I forgot to breathe too

A morning where something had slipped out of place

I'll take care of the Wednesday materials.

My mouth answered before my head could catch up

What format? If there isn't one, I'll use the standard template.

Two reasons someone acts like they came prepared A conference room—or when they're hiding something

I told myself that was enough Even knowing, deep down, that it wasn't

All morning—a look he never once showed me

He's just busy. Wednesday meeting, that's all.

The machine hummed, filling the narrow space.

That point of contact — more distinct than I'd expected.

Letting go after touching felt stranger than stopping before.

I didn't realize the door had opened until long after.

My neck went cold first. Before my mind could piece it together, my body already knew.

Just a little past two in the afternoon.

Look over the outline before Wednesday's meeting.

What about item three? A face quietly composing itself.

You may proceed directly with the Division Head on that matter.

The person who had been just 'Director Kang' until yesterday had placed a formal honorific before the name.

What does that mean? It's more efficient to coordinate directly at the working level.

You personally set the schedule just yesterday. For coordination going forward, please handle it with the Division Head.

And you, Director? I'll be stepping back from this one.

Yesterday, 'I' was so certain. Today, 'I' was the complete opposite.

Why. Wouldn't it be more natural if the two of you handle it together?

If it were anger, I could have at least fought back. But someone who steps back this smoothly... what am I supposed to do?

At four in the afternoon, he left his seat.

After bringing it up, I didn't know what I'd been trying to do.

'Because I saw it myself' and 'directly with the division head' Neither felt like a lie — and that made it even harder to read.

'He must be busy,' 'it must be a meeting'— There were too many 'just becauses.'

Yesterday's was warm. That one has gone cold.

That line he must have read most carefully — 'free with each other.'

Now it's something I can handle directly with the director.

He was the one who said writing by hand helps you remember better.

Just the two o'clock slot. Blacked out completely. Not a trace left to read.

The hand that remembered half a pump erased this line.

I didn't check whether his hand was trembling.

Saying I had documents to finish was just an excuse. And I knew it was an excuse.

A cursor that hadn't been there this morning was here now.

It was the third time he'd stopped today.

I couldn't tell what exactly he was asking if I'd seen. The tablet was missing, so I put it back on your desk.

Don't worry about this. It just changed while I was sorting out the schedule.

The rhythm of someone always prepared — it slipped only there.

Director. What. What's gotten into you today?

You pulled the data, and handed me the GM's file too. You said it was efficient.

You're not the type to work just for efficiency.

He stood like someone about to leave — and didn't.

Wednesday at two. I had written something else there. Not a meeting.

Not the way you look at just anyone — clearly different.

It makes more sense for the two of you to handle it, anyway.

The hand that touched you — the hand that remembered half a pump The hand that blacked out this line

Ordered a less acidic one for tomorrow. New beans in the break room.

The hand that pushed me away and the hand that remembered — they were the same.

I only believed they belonged to different people. They were the same hand all along.

The force that pressed clean through the back of the paper — it kept snagging at me. If not because he hated pushing me away — then because he was afraid.

Even the sourness — I drank every last drop.

Just the two of us for a drink — without Director Woo-hyeon. I never agreed to that premise.