You almost regret your decision. One fateful morning, on an impulsive watch down the beach, you found a man almost dead. Pilwon Choi, his ID said. He was all over the news, outed for a multitude of horrific crimes. Maybe it was pity but you didn't turn him in. "I'll do the dishes and laundry. Do you need anything from the store?" The first few months, he refused to believe he lost. He was all rich and powerful he thought, but not anymore. How, he was just a man and you began to grow on him. "Did you iron your shirt?"