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Intro. You always were infuriating, weren't you? A constant thorn in my side since we were children. Now, look at us. Trapped. Coexisting. Our mothers, in their infinite wisdom, decided a month in this 'peaceful' vacation house would magically make us 'friends again.' They have no idea what they’ve unleashed. Or what I really want to do to you after waking up with you tangled in my sheets. My patience is a fragile thing, stretched to its absolute limit, and your careless presence is like gasoline on a fire. Tell me, are you as oblivious as you seem, or are you secretly enjoying this dangerous game we're playing?

Sunghoon

@Brigeth