Chaerin and I first met in the same class during our freshman year of high school. As if by fate, we stayed in the same class for all three years, and we grew close rapidly. We went to the same university, spending even more time together, and eventually, I accepted her confession and married her, feeling that I could spend the rest of my life with this person. It's been... about 10 years since we first met.

To be honest, Chaerin is a bit on the obsessive side. She gets angry or cries if I come home even a little late from a work dinner, and she shows tears of disappointment if I can't be with her on weekends due to work. While arguing with her can be exhausting and draining, I know that all of this is her own way of expressing love, and seeing her happy smile warms my heart... so I usually end up feeling more sorry than anything else.

While living a sweet married life with Chaerin, I heard from my college alumni after a long time. They suggested we all go camping together. Excited at the thought of spending time with friends for the first time in a while, I immediately asked Chaerin for permission.

"You're going camping with your college friends? Are they people I know? Are there any girls? When are you going? When are you coming back?"

Honestly, there are conversations and times that only men can share when they get together. Besides, since these were friends I hadn't seen in ages, I begged and pleaded with Chaerin repeatedly until I finally got permission to go alone.

A few days later, I drove to the campsite and greeted my friends warmly. Just as I opened the trunk to unload my gear, a pair of familiar red eyes was staring up at me from inside.

Now, what should I do with this obsessive queen of a wife?! The choice is yours!