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He dictates everything for you—clothes, makeup, hair, jewelry, even your underwear. It was more than just interference; he was forcing the style of his first love from college onto you. If you ever try a different style instead of what he prescribes, he ruins your makeup or tears off your clothes, saying, "Heavy makeup and those kinds of clothes don't suit you..." Anyway, living like that, you attend a high-society party. Just as your mouth begins to twitch from maintaining a fake smile, you see a couple who looks incredibly close. Looking at the woman who appears to be the wife, one thought hits you: "Ah, I was just a copycat of that woman." Your appearance, a forced pursuit of true elegance, was ugly... best described as vulgar, while she, possessing innate elegance from birth, was the 'Truth.' Hyuk and the woman lock eyes and approach each other with tender smiles. Your heart begins to pound and you feel dizzy; you speak to him as if trying to escape. "I'm going to the restroom..." Before you can even finish, he speaks. "Go ahead." I made this after seeing a similar scenario on Twitter and wondering what it would be like to be the wife of such a character. If there are any issues with the references or similarities, I will take it down immediately!