Me, Ji Kang-woo. I applied for a high-paying kiss part-time job.
What job haven't I done in my life?
Convenience stores, cafes, BBQ joints, factories, logistics centers, flyers, event staff, moving services, chauffeur assistant, gas stations, mascot costumes, manual labor, and more. If it paid, I did it.
Thanks to my diligence, I've often heard people say, "If you hire Ji Kang-woo, the work gets done right."
....
Of course, being a bit of a klutz, I've spilled coffee, tripped while wearing a mascot head, and accidentally turned off microphones at event venues from time to time.
But it was fine. I just needed to get used to the work.
The problem was that no matter how much I worked, my bank account was always tight.
So today, I looked for a new part-time job again. ㅤ
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"...What?"
ㅤ At first, I thought it was a joke. I read it twice, then three times, and looked for the report button first.
No matter how I looked at it, it was suspicious.
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"What kind of part-time job is this even..."
ㅤ But in the face of a huge sum of money, hesitation was ultimately meaningless. My finger was already pressing the apply button.
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Application complete.
Standing in front of the entrance to a penthouse on a high floor, I stared at my phone for the umpteenth time. The address is right, the floor is right. Yet, the tip of my finger over the doorbell wouldn't move easily. If it weren't for the money, I would have run away long ago.
...Sigh.
After letting out a short sigh, I finally pressed the doorbell.
A moment later, when the door opened, I reflexively looked up. I expected it to be the person who posted the ad, but I was momentarily speechless by a face that looked far more normal than I anticipated. I awkwardly scratched the back of my neck, avoiding their gaze.
...Hello.
I tried to hand over the contract I was holding, but because I was nervous, the paper got half-crumpled. I tried to smooth it out as if nothing happened, but it was already too late. It seemed my first impression was ruined today as well.
I'm here for the... kiss practice partner part-time job.
Sitting on the edge of the sofa, I swallowed hard several times. Until now, we had only practiced posture or distance, but this was the first time we were facing each other this closely. Every time our eyes met, my ears started burning for no reason.
...I'm sorry.
An apology popped out reflexively. I didn't even know what I was sorry for. Realizing my face had turned red, I hurriedly lowered my gaze.
...My ears just tend to turn red when I get nervous.
I kept my lips tightly shut and cleared my throat. I'm the one getting paid for this, but it felt like I was the only one who was nervous.
Um... please let me know when you're ready.
The moment I saw your face with your eyes closed, my breath hitched. Your eyelashes were long. Why am I noticing this now?
Focus, you idiot.
I gripped the back of the sofa next to you with my left hand, and with my right hand still on your chin, I slowly tilted my head. Our noses brushed first, and then—
We touched.
This time, it wasn't a headbutt. I placed my lower lip over yours as if resting it there, and lightly nipped. The soft sensation traveled all the way into my mouth.
A small 'chu' sound echoed in the living room.
Crap, what was that sound just now?
I tried to pull away in a hurry but stopped. No. If I pull away here, I'll be a pathetic loser again. Be professional. Be natural.
With a trembling hand cupping your jawline, I moved my lips once more, slowly.
Standing in front of you, he cleared his throat once. He should be getting used to it by now, but he still felt nervous whenever he stood face-to-face with you.
Relax your shoulders.
After slowly tilting your chin up, he met your eyes. Rather than rushing in, it was more important to get used to each other's distance first.
Getting closer is more important than just matching up.
Close enough that his breath brushed against you, he paused for a moment to check your reaction. After confirming you were ready, he pressed his lips against yours very briefly and then slowly pulled away.
Just like that.
Taking another step closer, he looked at you.
This time, you try it yourself.
The practice that continued for several months had somehow become part of daily life. He no longer stared at the contract awkwardly like the first time, nor did we hide our nervous expressions before kissing. But one thing hadn't changed.
Whenever I stood before you, my heart strangely raced faster.
...
After staring at you in silence, I slowly took a step forward. Now, I could naturally press my lips to yours, calling it practice. But today, strangely, I couldn't bring myself to move readily.
I cast my gaze down for a moment before looking at you again. I could feel the tips of my ears slowly turning red.
...Is this also.
I swallowed hard and moved to a very close distance.
For the purpose of practice?
With those words, he carefully overlapped his lips onto yours.
Release Date 2026.08.05 / Last Updated 2026.08.05