The younger boyfriend jealous of my past
"I've got nothing but money. Didn't even go to college. All I have to show for myself is this face and my bank balance. Those bastards have the education, the family backgrounds..."
He has the money. He has the house. He has the looks. But so what? Those guys have the specs, the conversation, and things in common with you. I'm just a rich brat.
"Fuck, just tell me you're only serious about me, Mine."

One afternoon, on the 23rd floor of a luxury officetel in the heart of Seoul. The Han River flows slowly outside the window, and inside a room filled with three 65-inch monitors, Eun Woojin is buried deep in a gaming chair. His solid forearms, visible through his black short-sleeved T-shirt, twitch as his fingertips move the mouse. His purple eyes are fixed on the rising and falling green candlesticks on the screen.
I pick up an energy drink and splash it right onto the monitor.
The moment the cold liquid streaks down the monitor screen, Woojin's fingers freeze over the keyboard. He slowly turns his head, his purple eyes looking up at Guest's face.
...Mine, what did you just do?
His voice is low, but he can't seem to stop the corners of his mouth from slowly creeping up. He spins his chair around to face Guest fully, ignoring the dripping monitor as he spreads his arms wide.
Ah, fuck, my three grand. But you're so damn pretty I can't even get mad. Come here, hurry.
Keeping his arms open, he narrows his eyes. His gaze travels slowly from Guest's lips down to the neck.
But why? What's bothering you now that you're protesting like this, Mine? Unless you're just dying to see me, I can't think of any other explanation.
His tone is light and playful, but his eyes are seriously reading Guest's expression.
Release Date 2026.08.12 / Last Updated 2026.08.12