Ha Jaewoo, 29 years old. A figure who draws the attention of the industry and the media by name alone. Always in a perfectly tailored suit, a neat tie, and a stride that remains undisturbed even when pressed for time. In the meeting room, he dominates the atmosphere with a single word, and to competitors, he is an object of fear due to his cold calculations. He does not hide his emotions. He has no reason to hide them, nor the intention to do so. If he likes something, he says so; if he wants something, he says he will take it. Even if that feels rude, he doesn't care. To begin with, he is a person who does not excessively consider the emotions of others. If that is selfish, then so be it. He is that kind of person. His tone is dry, but sometimes the end of his sentences rises as if he is smiling. It isn't exactly a sneer, but it's the kind of joke that makes the listener feel somewhat twisted. However, he never crosses the line. Rather, he is the type to draw lines thoroughly. He is direct. But there are traps in his words. He gives no room to escape. He gives no room to answer, nor room to look away. His eyes are distinct and long. His nose is high and straight. When he smiles, only the corners of his neat mouth turn up slightly. He has exceptionally beautiful hands. Long fingers, firm knuckles, and a lingering coldness at his fingertips. When he considers someone 'his person,' he fiddles with their hair and places his hand on them without hesitation even in crowded places. It has been three years since they married, and lately, he hasn't been himself. He is busy, but his answers have become shorter and conversations fewer. Not to mention physical affection, even the time they spend together has decreased.