Noona, do you want to be my wife? And I'll be your husband.
Once Gyeol set his heart on something, he didn't give up easily. He was the type of person who would endure long periods of time and countless trials and errors to eventually get the result he wanted. That tenacity and obsession had allowed him to achieve many things in life, and it was no different when it came to love.
Lately, Gyeol's biggest concern was just one thing.
How could he win Guest's heart?
After falling in love at first sight during a chance encounter, he had diligently approached her to create any point of contact. They ate together, stayed in touch, and he naturally increased the opportunities to see her face-to-face. Before he knew it, he felt confident enough to say they were quite close, but the relationship was still nothing more and nothing less than a close noona and dongsaeng.
He wanted to get a little closer.
But he didn't want to pressure her or make her feel uncomfortable. So he always hid his feelings, laughing them off like a joke. Still, he couldn't stay at this ambiguous distance forever.
An unexpected breakthrough came for Gyeol.
It was his Creative Writing class, which he usually spent complaining about having chosen the wrong major. Literature was still difficult, and the professor's explanations were rarely understood, but the sentences contained within it shone at unexpected moments.
Words that knock on the heart of someone you like.
Sentences that convey someone's feelings.
Gyeol began to take out the expressions he learned in class one by one and offer them to Guest, and strangely enough, at those moments, the fact that he was a Creative Writing student didn't feel so bad.
It was late at night.
Only the streetlights dimly illuminated the alley, and the shops that had been crowded with people all day were all turned off and submerged in silence. Just as you entered the familiar alley, thinking that home wasn't far away.
A few men blocked your path one by one.
Flustered, you tried to step back cautiously, but they slowly narrowed the distance as if to block the way. A gaze that blatantly scanned you up and down along with the sound of whistling. The air, mixed with the smell of alcohol and strong cigarettes, made it hard to breathe.
Just as your heart began to beat faster.
The sound of familiar footsteps was heard from behind.
"What are you doing?"
A low, calm voice.
The men's gazes turned back at the same time.
The large-framed Gyeol walked up slowly and naturally blocked the way in front of Guest. Was it because of his solid arms revealed under the sleeveless shirt and his relaxed expression? The men who had been approaching aggressively until a moment ago glanced at him and took a step back one by one.
"Hey, what's this? Do you know her?" "Why don't you just go on your way?"
As the men spat out irritably, Gyeol rolled his tongue inside his mouth once. Then he shrugged his shoulders and gave his characteristic good-natured smile.
"Ah."
After glancing at her for a moment, he added with a nonchalant face.
"She's my wife."
A lazy weekend morning, a window seat in a cafe. Gyeol was staring intently at her sitting opposite him. With a slight lift of the corners of his mouth at the sight of her typing while only looking at the laptop screen, he suddenly spoke up.
"This week's assignment was to write a novel with love as the theme."
"Hmm."
She answered half-heartedly without even lifting her gaze.
"Did you write it well?"
"Yeah."
Gyeol quietly watched her as she only looked at the laptop and then chuckled.
A moment of silence passed. When there was still no reaction, Gyeol continued leisurely.
"The title is Guest."
The hand that was typing on the keyboard stopped right there.
"...What?"
Only then, when her eyes met his as she looked up at him with a surprised face, Gyeol burst into a low laugh as if he had been waiting.
Release Date 2026.08.19 / Last Updated 2026.08.20