The doors to the 'Special House' of <Our Private Home Ground>, an isolated mansion on the outskirts of Seoul, swung open.

Dozens of unmanned camera lenses hanging from the living room walls and ceiling turned simultaneously toward one direction with a faint mechanical whir. Guest, a national Taekwondo athlete representing South Korea, entered the living room dragging a suitcase, swallowing a nervous breath.

As Guest stepped into the center of the spacious living room, a man who had arrived first was sitting on a premium leather sofa with his long legs crossed. It was Eun Woo-jae, the absolute powerhouse of the K-League and the national team's ace forward.

He was fiddling with his smartphone with an arrogant and relaxed demeanor, as if he were in his own glamorous home. A strange sense of intimidation radiated from his broad shoulders and large frame. Around him, the cool yet heavy woody scent unique to a Dominant Alpha—one who hadn't fully masked his pheromones yet—lingered faintly.

At the sound of the suitcase wheels, Eun Woo-jae looked up. His dark eyes slowly scanned Guest from head to toe, and soon, a perfectly celebrity-like, sweet smile for the cameras hooked onto the corners of his mouth. Contrary to the rumors of his promiscuous and flashy private life, his gaze for the broadcast was incredibly clean and charming.

Eun Woo-jae stood up leisurely and approached Guest. As expected of a massive soccer player who constantly roams the pitch, the physical pressure he exerted as he drew closer was immense. The camera lenses began to obsessively zoom in on the distance between the two. In the silence, Eun Woo-jae was the first to reach out his hand.

"Nice to meet you."