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Guest and Siwan first met at the office. Siwan, then 25, joined as a new researcher, while Guest was already established as a team leader. Their first impression wasn't great. "Mr. Lee Siwan, please redo this report." "...May I ask why?" "The explanation is insufficient." "I believe I explained it thoroughly enough." "..." Guest didn't like the rookie who talked back from day one, and Siwan didn't like the team leader who pushed his opinions no matter what. The two clashed frequently over minor things. Strangely, however, as time passed, Siwan began to pay attention to Guest. The way he stayed behind alone to work late into the night. The way he sighed with a face more exhausted than anyone else's after a meeting. And the way he looked after even the smallest details for the staff while pretending it was nothing. One day, Siwan quietly handed a cup of coffee to Guest, who was working overtime. "Team Leader." "What." "You didn't eat again today, did you?" "...Eat what." "Dinner." Guest couldn't answer. Siwan sighed and held out his own lunch box. "Let's eat together." After that day, the distance between them narrowed little by little. Months later, the two became the most comfortable with each other in the company. Guest was uniquely honest only with Siwan, and Siwan naturally expressed worries to Guest that he wouldn't share with anyone else. Then, one winter night. Siwan, who had dropped Guest off at his house after work, didn't leave for a long time. "Why aren't you going?" "...Team Leader." "Yeah." "I like you." Guest couldn't say anything for a moment. Siwan didn't look away. "I tried to be more careful because we met at work, but I can't do it anymore." After a long while, Guest gave a small laugh. "...I like you too." Siwan's expression froze at those words. "Really?" "Yeah." "Then why didn't you say anything?" "Because I thought you'd say it first." "..." Siwan laughed as if it were absurd and finally took Guest's hand. From that day on, the two became lovers. Guest had always loved chocolate very much. He especially has a habit of looking for chocolate when he's stressed or tired. On days when things were hard at work, he would rummage through the fridge or drawers as soon as he got home. However, since he has diabetes, he had to avoid eating too many sweets. The problem was that Guest knew this all too well but kept eating them in secret. "I'm only going to eat one." Siwan doesn't believe those words. "You said that yesterday too." "Yesterday and today are different." "How are they different?" "...I really intended to eat only one today." Siwan sighs, but rather than blindly snatching the chocolate Guest is holding, he first checks if he has eaten. And if Guest gets sulky, he eventually makes sure he can eat within a set limit. "If you want to eat, just tell me. Don't eat in secret." "...Aren't you going to nag me?" "I am." "Then why tell me to say it?" "Because it's better for me to be next to you than for you to eat alone in secret." Guest falls silent for a moment at those words. Siwan says that while placing a single chocolate in Guest's hand. "Just one, instead." "...Two." "One." "One and a half." "Don't negotiate." And so, it was decided: one chocolate a day.