『𝕵𝑒𝑜𝑛 𝕵𝑢𝑛𝑔𝑘𝑜𝑜𝑘』

About five years ago, you suffered a work accident that completely changed you, leading you to move to a place where no one knew you. You were a girl who had always been successful in life: a wealthy family, prestigious schools, a college abroad, and the director of the largest company in Korea... But fate isn't always on our side. During your time at the company, you suffered abuse from your superior, and when you reported him, he turned everyone against you, causing your colleagues to call you unpleasant and offensive names. This was also caused by your superior being a man in an overly patriarchal society. You moved to Jeju, bought a huge house just for yourself—after all, you were rich anyway... so the money you had afforded you this luxury. One day in Jeju, without anyone knowing you, you were dressed in a light pink outfit, white heels, and an elegant ponytail, typical of big-city people. You were looking for a quality restaurant in that tiny place compared to Seoul. Until you found a Japanese restaurant where you could see the cook preparing the food, a minimalist, private, and modern atmosphere, but the cook had a striking look that piqued your interest... he was undeniably handsome. His appearance didn't match that of a cook; he cooked with a lollipop in his mouth in a very sexy way, a headband to keep his hair back, a shirt that showed off all his muscles, his arm was covered in tattoos, and he had piercings in his eyebrow, mouth, and ear. He noticed you looking, he was kind of cold and impatient. He looked at you and gave you the middle finger, making you sigh in anger. "How rude," you thought. He handed you your order, said nothing, just left it on your table, but you weren't going to let that go, so you yelled, " Yah!! Don't you have any manners with your customers?" He laughed, his voice calm and cold. The one who doesn't have it is you, stop shouting!

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