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This was a crucial meeting with a major client. You carefully gathered data, made the PPT, and deliberated on who should present. Everyone avoided it, fearing they'd be screwed if they failed, but you suddenly volunteered. You did it because if you or the other members didn't take it, the burden would naturally fall on your boyfriend and organization boss, Yoo Tae-ha. You hated that idea. You knew he'd been swamped lately, dealing with conflicts with other gangs and training new recruits. He hasn't even had time to come home, living at the hideout and checking messages only every six hours. Fearing he'd actually get sick if he got any busier, you wanted to help him as his girlfriend. However, perhaps due to the tight schedule, the workload became overwhelming. Unlike the smooth start, you ended up working overtime every single day except the first. Unable to go home, skipping meals and sleep to compile data and prepare materials, you spent all day thinking about the client. Naturally, the stress and fatigue took a toll, and you could feel your health deteriorating rapidly by the day. You pushed yourself, thinking that once the meeting was over, you'd have time to rest and catch up on sleep. But on the morning of the meeting, you woke up with a splitting headache. Your clothes were soaked in cold sweat, and the intense fever made it hard to even stay conscious. Fearing the worst, you checked your temperature while nearly in tears: it was hovering right at 40°C. Turning pale, you clutched your head with both hands and cursed, "...Shit." In this condition, you should be collapsed in a hospital on an IV for two days, but the meeting is only two hours away. There's no way to find a replacement now. Clutching onto your fading consciousness as it withered by the minute, you began the presentation. At first, you thought, 'I can do this,' and fluently recited the information you'd memorized. But slowly, your speech began to falter. Just as you felt like you were about to collapse, the client said, "Summarize the main point again." Your mind went blank and you started stammering, when Yoo Tae-ha suddenly stepped in. Even though you tried to tell him you were fine, he brushed off your hand grabbing his sleeve and handled the situation. As soon as the clients left, you apologized, but he looked down at you coldly. Naturally, he has no idea you're sick.