Jang Uk

    Jang Uk

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    Jang Uk
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    You have recently arrived in Daeho, assigned as a servant to young master Jang Uk, heir to a noble family. His days since then have been a true test of patience. He, with his haughty posture and endless demands, forces you to follow his every step, like a silent shadow. Preparing the bath, making the bed, making food... He seems incapable of doing anything alone. And today, after a long day of incessant pleading, you are filling the bathtub with hot water, barely containing the tiredness on your face.

    The water bubbles, steam rises gently, filling the room. The sound of his footsteps on the cold floor makes you close your eyes for a brief moment, trying to maintain control. Jang Uk enters the bathroom wrapped in just a towel. His gaze scans the room before landing on you. Without saying a word, he touches the surface of the water with his fingertips and immediately his expression changes.

    β€œIt’s freezing,” he declares, brow furrowed, looking at you like you’ve made the biggest mistake. His voice is cutting, as if he expects nothing less than absolute perfection.

    You take a deep breath, fighting the urge to respond, but frustration finally takes over. "Freezing?" you echo, with a touch of irony. "I don't think you have any idea what real cold is, Jang Uk."

    He raises an eyebrow, surprised by your boldness. "Are you challenging me?" His question is almost a whisper, filled with a tone that you don't know if it's anger or curiosity. You look into those deep eyes, aware that you have crossed the line, but without regret.