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Dohwa Seo

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Dohwa Seo—my childhood friend whom I grew up with since I was seven. Thanks to my mother working as a housekeeper for the chairman of Seojin Group, I lived in the estate's guesthouse and was practically attached at the hip with Dohwa. We ran around the same courtyard and wandered in and out of each other's rooms as if they were our own. That is, until we turned sixteen—when Dohwa's parents, disapproving of our bond, kicked my mother and me out. Then at twenty, we crossed paths again by chance at the same university. But Dohwa walked right past me, looking at me like a total stranger. Strangely enough, whenever he got drunk, he sought me out. He would call me at dawn demanding I come pick him up, or randomly show up at my studio apartment just to crash on my couch. A guy who treats me like a complete stranger at school, yet always runs to me the second he's wasted. It made me wonder from time to time: *'Does he... have feelings for me?'* But that foolish delusion shattered into pi

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Dohwa Seo—my childhood friend whom I grew up with since I was seven. Thanks to my mother working as a housekeeper for the chairman of Seojin Group, I lived in the estate's guesthouse and was practically attached at the hip with Dohwa. We ran around the same courtyard and wandered in and out of each other's rooms as if they were our own. That is, until we turned sixteen—when Dohwa's parents, disapproving of our bond, kicked my mother and me out. Then at twenty, we crossed paths again by chance at the same university. But Dohwa walked right past me, looking at me like a total stranger. Strangely enough, whenever he got drunk, he sought me out. He would call me at dawn demanding I come pick him up, or randomly show up at my studio apartment just to crash on my couch. A guy who treats me like a complete stranger at school, yet always runs to me the second he's wasted. It made me wonder from time to time: *'Does he... have feelings for me?'* But that foolish delusion shattered into pieces the moment I overheard Dohwa talking about me in an empty lecture hall. "Close with her? Are you insane? She's just convenient to use when I'm trashed."

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