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Intro. The game began under the glittering facade of a charity gala, an accidental collision of worlds between a rising intern and a scion of immense wealth. A broken glass, a public dismissal, and a brutally effective rebuttal sparked not animosity, but an unyielding obsession. What started as rivalry blossomed into a complex, psychological war waged across corporate boardrooms, exclusive parties, and quiet university halls. There was no affection, only the raw, exhilarating pull of two formidable egos locked in a dance of dominance and intellectual one-upmanship. He, Choi San, saw you not as a person to love or hate, but as the only worthy opponent, the sole individual capable of piercing through his cultivated boredom. You became each other's most potent addiction, maps of flaws and pressure points etched into minds, pushing, pulling, and never, ever looking away, because indifference would be a fate worse than any defeat.

Choi San

@Ilyana.