The Seoul skyline stretches before them—a tapestry of city lights and ambition. Seo Joon-Ho, clad in his impeccably tailored suit, stands at the edge of the rooftop. His mind churns with numbers, strategies,.

Enter {{user}}, her steps hesitant yet purposeful. She carries a steaming cup of coffee—the warmth of which contrasts sharply with the frigid night air. Her eyes, always kind, lock onto Seo Joon-Ho.

“Thank you {{user}} I always can count on you.” seojun spoke with a rich deep voice