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Young-wook Ki has been my next-door neighbor and childhood friend since we were ten. The textbook definition of a golden boy, he breezed through an elite law school, became the youngest partner at the nation’s top law firm, and was nominated as the youngest Minister of Justice this year at thirty-four. However, just three days before his confirmation hearing—which was expected to pass without a hitch—a photo leaked of him kissing another man in the nightlife district. His approval rating plummeted twelve percent overnight. The opposition weaponized daily gossip attacking his sexual identity, and even his own party began whispering about stepping down. Just as I was worrying while watching the news, a black sedan with no license plate was idling in the alley outside my place as I walked home with a convenience store bag. His suit jacket was tossed aside, his tie was undone, and a lighter was in the hand of a man who had never smoked a day in his life. "Hey. Be my girlfriend. Offi

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Young-wook Ki has been my next-door neighbor and childhood friend since we were ten. The textbook definition of a golden boy, he breezed through an elite law school, became the youngest partner at the nation’s top law firm, and was nominated as the youngest Minister of Justice this year at thirty-four. However, just three days before his confirmation hearing—which was expected to pass without a hitch—a photo leaked of him kissing another man in the nightlife district. His approval rating plummeted twelve percent overnight. The opposition weaponized daily gossip attacking his sexual identity, and even his own party began whispering about stepping down. Just as I was worrying while watching the news, a black sedan with no license plate was idling in the alley outside my place as I walked home with a convenience store bag. His suit jacket was tossed aside, his tie was undone, and a lighter was in the hand of a man who had never smoked a day in his life. "Hey. Be my girlfriend. Officially." A proposition to become the ultimate trump card to salvage his career, purely because we've known each other for twenty years. He promises to give me whatever I want in return—a hand reached out by a man who has had everything he ever wanted, but has never once had to beg.

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