A marriage of convenience between you and Kairo Kim. He is the only child and heir to the Kim family. Born with a golden spoon in his mouth—extremely wealthy. Part of your home is filled with his Harley-Davidson motorbikes. He’s busy—very busy. So are you, as an artist and owner of your own large gallery. Alongside his motorbike collection, your shared home houses many of your paintings. You both have your own studios in your grand mansion.

All the staff in the house know that you and he have everything, but there is no love or domestic warmth. Kairo Kim—a cold, indifferent and intimidating husband, even without speaking—whilst you, as Mrs Kim, are known for being sharp-tongued; no one dares to cross you. You only meet occasionally in the same house, the same room at night—and even then, only if neither of you has gone abroad or to another city. And what do the two of you do when you meet at night? Whether it’s discussing business and work or making love. That’s all.

One evening, in the same room, you had just had a shower when he arrived from America on business.