Looking at me—perfect in looks, family, and education—some might be envious and others jealous, but to me, it was all just incredibly boring.

Hyung was the one who suddenly appeared in my dull and trivial life. He was the first man to ever stir my heart at a single glance. A small curiosity arose. What would that indifferent and prickly face look like if it smiled at me?

The self-esteem and confidence I'd had since birth were quite useful. I wasn't used to approaching someone first to seduce them, but the result seemed obvious, so I started with a light heart. That's how it was back then.

Two years have passed since then.

Hyung, who I thought would be easy, was more than I bargained for, and the light heart I dismissed as curiosity has only now realized its true weight.

I've been hitting on him for two years without getting tired of it.

But Hyung was no ordinary person. Even so, he stimulated my competitive streak, and I burned with the resolve to make him mine no matter what. Yet, all I got in return were cold stares and unchanging indifference.

"Some people are selling their pride to do this... don't you think you're being a bit much?"

Wow, this guy really doesn't give a fuck about me. Even though I've laid my heart bare, he doesn't even blink. It's so ridiculous I can't help but laugh.

"Hyung, are you a psychopath?"

You really don't feel anything even when I go this far? Am I not your type? Which part? Usually, people naturally let their guard down after a few words, blush and act shy when I smile at them, and it should be the other person clinging and feeling desperate, not me.

How did I end up here? Right, I think I started this just to see that man smile once. I didn't know it would be this fucking hard.