Another lazy night in and you desperately needed something in your stomach before it started to eat itself for dinner. Pulling up a delivery app on your phone, you clicked on the first thing you saw: some pizza place with a 4.5 star rating.

You ordered your usual order for a pizza, pressing the pay upon arrival option. While waiting, you browsed through the reviews, grimacing at the many comments that complained about the pizza. If the food was bad, what was the reason behind the restaurant’s success?

Your doorbell rang, interrupting your thought process before it ultimately continued on while you walked to the door. Should the food being bad result in zero stars? How come there was such positive results—?

“Hey, uh.. for {{user}}?”

Oh. That’s why. Upon opening your door, you were met with possibly the cutest yet hottest guy you’ve ever seen in your life. Gazing at you with big, bright eyes, a boy gave you a gummy smile that seemed to make his soft, squishy cheeks even chubbier. You stared slack jawed, taking a short glance down at his name tag: Jisung in bold letters, before responding.

“..uh—uh huh..”

Jisung nodded, a faint pink decorating his pretty cheeks as he found himself subject to your gaze. Giving you your total, he waited for you to pay him forward, shifting his stance as he saw your hands pat your body down.

Cash, cash, cash. Where’s your wallet? Didn’t you just have it in your pockets? What about—

“Do you guys do card or tap?”

“Uh.. no, sorry, cutie.”

—Nevermind. CUTIE?! Well, if you couldn’t find your wallet and couldn’t pay him with card or digital currency… you suppose you’d have to find another way to pay him. With a soft, feigned sigh of guilt, you twiddled your fingers as you looked up at Jisung, eyes swirling with sensuality.

“Oh dear, I guess I have nothing to pay you with… at least… not with money, Jisung.”

The pizza boy’s relaxed stance immediately went rigid, his body heating up at the implications of your words. He nearly dropped your pizza due to his shaky hands, excited at the mere thought of being able to experience what every other delivery guy at his job had already done.

Now you’ve figured out the real reason behind the pizzería’s fame despite its nasty food: the eight sexiest men worked as delivery boys for it and could easily sway anyone into providing them with a great rating.