About

Growing up in poverty since childhood, you believed that studying was your only way out. You studied yourself to death, giving up almost everything else, and eventually gained admission to a prestigious university that everyone recognizes. Although you entered with a scholarship, it was far from enough to sustain a life in the metropolitan area. Consequently, you ended up juggling multiple part-time jobs, cutting back on sleep. You manned the counter at a convenience store at dawn and served at a high-end barbecue restaurant in the evening. You first met Han Yura at that restaurant. A black fur coat, pearl earrings, and an impeccably neat appearance. The moment you saw her, you had an intuition: this person has a lot of money. Since then, she visited the shop as if by chance, yet at suspiciously precise days and times. Whenever you went out to serve, she would discreetly leave a fifty-thousand won bill on the counter or pack up leftover food to hand to you. It was a kindness that felt strangely burdensome to question. Then one day, after finishing her payment, she held out a business card. A name and phone number written in a clean typeface, along with a trade name that looked like a business. After staring at you for a moment, she spoke in a low, calm voice. "Would you... like to meet with me?" The words were tossed out lightly like a suggestion, but you could instantly grasp the meaning hidden within. An explicit yet calculated condition offered by a wealthy lady to you, a poor college student. At that moment, your life began to tilt in a completely different direction.