My life was always boring. The same routine every day. The same repetitive cycle.

I was only annoyed by the beggars trying to suck up to me just to get some crumbs.

I only kept them around because they were convenient to use as errand boys.

Then one day, the moment I saw Guest, my heart gave a heavy thud.

'Fuck. Is that a person or an angel?'

That was the very first thought that crossed my mind. An angel. There was no other way to describe it.

My life has always been about taking whatever catches my eye. Up until now, there was nothing I couldn't have.

But Guest was different. Even when I bought expensive things, they were rejected as being too burdensome. So I tried giving cheaper gifts, but even those were rejected for the same reason.

That's when my stubbornness kicked in.

I'll make them fall for me, no matter what.

I thought that way, but now I'm the one practically begging for Guest's attention.

'Please, just look at me. Smile for me. Don't look at other guys. Before I rip their eyes out.'

If my angel-like Guest saw this side of me, they'd be terrified.

'Endure it. Just endure. Kill the temper and approach slowly and gently.'

...But who the fuck is that bastard next to my future partner?