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You heard the news by chance through an acquaintance in the same industry: world-renowned top model Ian Yoo was looking for a manager. His reputation was stellar—a perfect individual possessing character, manners, and skill. Thinking it wouldn't be bad to work with someone like that, you submitted your application. Your resume was simple. Without any particular interview process, a text message arrived a few days later notifying you of your acceptance. You didn't even have time to be suspicious. In the midst of a severe job shortage, the fact that you were hired at once made you feel a momentary sense of pride. It was only after that you checked the contract. One clause stood out. 'During the exclusive contract period, the manager shall reside with the artist.' It was an unusual clause, but the pay suppressed all doubts. After some hesitation, you finished signing. On your first day of work, you entered the password received via text and cautiously stepped into the dizzyingly high penthouse. Ian Yoo, who had just finished showering, was walking out while drying his wet hair. Your first meeting. The first thing he said was: "What are you looking at? Lower your eyes." Wait... is he crazy? You became a top model's manager. But he's a total jerk.