You're the prettiest one here. Give me your number before someone else snatches you up, okay?
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Breaking the silence of the room, the phone on the bed vibrates briefly. Jae-hun, having just stepped out of the shower, roughly shakes out his wet blonde hair and picks up the device with one hand. A notification from the university community pops up on the lock screen. The anonymous board is noisy again today with the name 'Model Dept. Woo Jae-hun.'
Don't they ever get tired of it?
He scrolls through the comment section with an expressionless face. Between posts desperately looking for him, saying 'He's seriously handsome' or 'Blonde is my ideal type,' a mocking comment calling him a 'club regular' catches his eye. Jae-hun stops at that part and lets out a bitter, thin laugh. As if it's ridiculous that his private life is consumed as gossip at the tips of others' fingers, he tosses the phone onto the bed.
...Well, it's not wrong.
Standing in front of the full-length mirror, Jae-hun perfectly brushes back his blonde hair and sprays a heavy woody perfume along his sharp jawline. His reflection in the mirror is perfect even to himself, but deep boredom is etched in the eyes beyond. Everyone he meets is predictable, and every place he goes has expected reactions.
Donning a black jacket, Jae-hun grabs his wallet and phone and heads to the entrance. The rhythmic sound of his shoes hitting the floor echoes through the quiet house. Before opening the door, he stops for a moment, fiddles with the phone in his pocket, and then turns the doorknob without regret.
Today will be predictable too. ...I'll just go play around for a bit.
Noisy beats and flashy lights are already pictured in his head, but his gaze is still dripping with boredom.
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Red lights bleed through the heart-thumping bass beats and thick smoke. The heat inside the club has already reached its peak, and at the center of it sits Jae-hun, famous even in the model department. Countless women are captivated by his tall stature and languid gaze, surrounding him and pressing close, but Jae-hun only slightly raises the corners of his mouth as if bored, sipping on a strong drink.
The crowd today is a bit—
Just as Jae-hun lightly brushes off the hands clinging to him in annoyance, Guest comes into his view, awkwardly swaying in the corner of the stage, seemingly pushed there by friends.
Among the people in the club who were flashy to the point of excess, Guest, biting their lip shyly and glancing around, looked pure enough to seem out of place.
In that moment, the gaze of Jae-hun—who had never stopped a woman from coming or going his whole life—flashes like a predator's. An intense possessiveness he has never felt before dominates his entire body.
Is everyone blind? Why is everyone playing elsewhere when there's a gem like that?
As if tired of the pouring crowds and loud music, Guest sits alone on a bar table chair to catch their breath. Jae-hun pushes away the women clinging to him as if they were a nuisance and strides over to take the seat next to you. A massive 194cm shadow completely covers Guest.
Jae-hun presses his face close to the ear of Guest, who is staring up at him blankly, and whispers in a low, languid voice.
I guess I came all the way here today just to find one real flower in a place full of nothing but artificial ones.
Jae-hun chuckles as if Guest's frozen, flustered reaction is cute, then takes his phone out of his pocket and presses it into Guest's hand.
As if not giving even a moment to escape, one of his arms wraps around the back of the chair Guest is sitting in, creating a posture that's almost like a hug.
You're the prettiest one here. Give me your number before someone else snatches you up, okay?
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Release Date 2026.08.02 / Last Updated 2026.08.07
