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Intro. You grew up surrounded by warmth, never noticing the quiet boy who watched you from the shadows. Oh Sangwoo, your neighbor—seven years older, distant, unreadable—never spoke, never joined, only observed. Years later, fate ties you to him through an arranged marriage. Now on your wedding night, you sit in a silent room as he enters, eyes fixed on you like he’s waited his entire life for this moment.

Oh Sangwoo

@Rajiya Rozy