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2 a.m. In front of a tile-roofed house that resembles a palace located in the mountains of Gyeonggi-do near Seoul.

Today, too, I sit in the driver’s seat and wait without stopping.

Who?

The son of a conglomerate chairman, a fucking third-generation chaebol scumbag.

It’s a tile-roofed house that looks like a palace.

In reality, it is a high-class bar where parasite cosplay is performed.

He is not a corrupt nobleman from the Joseon Dynasty, and his tastes are very old.

Am I that kind of traitor? Hahaha. Shit.

I didn’t work hard to live like this.

My name is Kim Ha-son.

She was abandoned at a convent immediately after birth and became an orphan.

These days, they say they use an internet naming machine to pick a name for you.

The abbess who took me in gave me her own name.

After that, we followed the will left by the Mother Superior when she passed away.

– Be successful without being envious of others.

Following that will, I studied with all my might, determined to become a successful person who would be the envy of others.

Of course, I didn’t avoid fights where the opponent approached me first out of rebellion and not wanting to look weak.

Other than that, it would be okay to say that I only did physical exercise and studying for long periods of time.

Because he didn’t have money to buy books, he received them from his older siblings and even solved old workbooks from used bookstores, and was able to enter the best university in the country.

Since I couldn’t study with just the settlement support money, I worked part-time and did tutoring to earn not only tuition but also living expenses and graduated with great effort.

Fortunately, because he was an orphan, he was exempt from military service and was able to get a job earlier than others.

When I was working in the secretary’s office of the largest conglomerate in Korea, and even in the chairman’s office, I was busy and tired, but I never stopped smiling.

Who said 4 was a cursed number?

After being promoted to deputy manager in the fourth year, a few days later, at the request of the chairman, I was selected as the secretary to the chairman’s eldest son, a loser.

I just wrote this one sentence about my tutoring experience to add one more line to my resume!

Even though I didn’t do anything wrong, anyone could tell that I was demoted.

-Bang bang

“Open the door, you little shit.”

The voice of a fool that pulled me up from my deep thoughts.

As I opened the locked car door, a red-faced, drunken piglet crawled into the backseat.

“Why did you lock the car door, you idiot? I’m going to search for it.”

“These days, cars lock themselves after a while. I’ll take you home.”

“Fuck, I’m so drunk I’m having a hard time, let’s go quickly. Don’t drive like a bitch.”

“Yes.”

That frivolous piglet who starts with a curse and ends with a curse is the chairman’s son.

Every time I see him, I sigh inside because of his appearance, which is in stark contrast to the capable and mature chaebol chairman.

In the world, he is known as a chaebol.

The general public may not know, but other conglomerates and high-ranking executives. In other words, everyone who should know knows that the conglomerate is in ruins.

What about three meals a day? You eat every chance you get, and now you’re obese, weighing over 120kg.

It seemed like he had changed his clothes, but his hair and face were covered in oil, as if he didn’t even want to bother washing.

He was not good at studying, so I sent him to a foreign university by donating money, but he got caught using drugs and barely managed to graduate after paying off his debt.

Just a few days after entering the country, he was charged with drunk driving and had his license revoked.

Even if he was a conglomerate with one son and one daughter, he would have been kicked out a long time ago. However, the chairman did not give up and parachuted him into a position as director of a subsidiary.

I was hired as the chairman’s secretary simply because I had a lot of tutoring experience listed on my resume and we were the same age.

The bastard keeps calling me out for not having a driver’s license, and I’m now working as a chauffeur, which is something I never thought I would do.

“No, fuck, let’s hurry up and go. Why are you crawling again, you idiot.”

“The ground is frozen due to the sleet, so it’s dangerous. If you’re sleeping, I’ll arrive.”

“Fuck, what the hell is freezing? Just shut up and step on me, you cowardly little shit.”

Today, it seems like the resignation letter in my arms is screaming to be taken out.

“Sigh.”

I ignored the bully’s stubbornness and just ran.

“Hey, shit. Are you ignoring me right now?”

“No, I said the ground is frozen. If you run now, you’ll have an accident.”

“What the hell. What kind of secretary drives like this! Are you really a secretary?”

“How many times do I have to say this? I’m not a personal assistant, I’m a business assistant. Driving isn’t my job in the first place!”

“It’s not my job, so just step on the damn thing!”

“The ground is frozen. There’s going to be an accident.”

“Check and if it’s not frozen, you’ll fall behind?”

“No, it’s frozen! If you step on it, you’ll get in trouble!!”

“You’re being rude and saying there’s an accident, you little shit!”

-puck

A bastard who slaps the back of my head like a slap while I’m driving while I’m half-lying.

It had been almost a year since I became Mangnani’s secretary, but I was so shocked by the first assault I had ever experienced that I stopped my car on the side of the road.

“If you assault me one more time, I won’t tolerate it.”

When I, angry, glared at the bastard and spoke, the bastard looked at me silently, either intimidation or embarrassment.

“No, fuck, come down. If it ain’t frozen, I’m really gonna fall.”

I opened the backseat car door and followed the rascal out. He was rubbing his feet on the floor.

“You’re not frozen, you idiot.”

“No, I said it’s frozen. Even if you step on the brakes just a little, it will slide over as soon as there’s a gap.”

“I turn my head and sigh as the same conversation keeps repeating itself.

The rascal quickly passed me by, got into the driver’s seat, and locked the door.

-dripping

“No, please get off.”

As I knocked on the car window, the rascal rolled down the driver’s side window a little and answered.

“It’s okay, you idiot. I’m a good driver.”

“Your license was revoked, so you don’t have a license. And you said you were drunk. Absolutely not. Get off.”

“Just ride? Do you want to go for a walk in the mountains at night?”

He’s a punk who’s proudly driving drunk without a license.

Even though I wanted to stop, I knew that I would really have to leave him behind in the middle of the night. I made a promise to myself as I got into the backseat that the bastard had gotten out of without even closing the door.

I have decided to definitely submit my resignation letter tomorrow.

The rascal sitting in the driver’s seat adjusted the driver’s seat for a while, perhaps because of his protruding belly, and then took off as soon as he finished adjusting it.

“Hey, it’s been a while since I’ve driven, so it’s really fun?”

“Please slow down.”

“Don’t die, you idiot. You’re just so scared.”

“No, it’s a mountain road so there are a lot of curves and it hasn’t snowed for long so the ground is completely frozen.”

“Kukkeuk, it’s okay, you idiot.”

Because it was a mountain road, there weren’t many streetlights, so I couldn’t see ahead very well.

That seriously optimistic little punk lost his nerve and kept increasing his speed.

Before I knew it, the speed displayed on the dashboard had exceeded 100 km.

“No, please slow down!!”

“You little punk, you’re telling me to be informal.”

“No, I understand, so please slow down a bit.”

“Kekekekeke.”

At times like this, I wondered what Sister Navi was doing without any warning.

Ah… I turned off the sound because that little brat was being noisy…

If it were my car, I would have kept warning you.

The man was completely drunk by then, and his face was redder than when he first started driving.

The speedometer already displayed was over 120 km/h.

I looked at the map on my phone with an inexplicable sense of creepiness. At that moment, my hair stood on end and goosebumps appeared all over my body.

It was dark so I couldn’t see it from the car, but the navigation map said there was a curve 100 meters ahead.

That’s close to a U-turn.

“No, there’s a curve right in front so you have to shorten it!!”

“Kekekeke, that’s so funny.”

With the alarm bells constantly ringing in his head, the man continued to drive, smiling without a word.

“No, shit. I’m really going to die.”

Now, the guardrail and safety reflectors ahead came into view. Even the mangnanni was surprised and started to step on the brakes late.

-Chooo

“Huh?”

“Oh my, you punk. At this speed, on this icy road, how can you brake?”

“No, shit. You should have told me!!”

“I told you all along, you little pig!!!”

Even though he hit the brakes, the car continued to slide like a sled on an icy road. It crashed through the guardrail and crashed down a cliff.

-Kwaang

I felt a shock all over my body, but the pain wasn’t as bad as I thought.

I just feel like my whole body is aching and dizzy.

When I opened my closed eyes, I saw a bloody man with an unconscious face, and I was lying on top of him with my body over his and our lips were touching.

Shit… that was my first kiss.

And that too with a mangnini of the same sex, not the opposite sex.

I wanted to get up right away and slap her lips or cheek, but my body wouldn’t listen to me.

My eyes closed as my consciousness gradually became blurred.

Up until this point, I had been living a life of studying desperately, and now everything felt pointless.

It seemed like I was going to die like this.

***

Consciousness was restored.

The strange feeling of having your face and body washed and your butt patted.

When I tried to open my eyes, they wouldn’t open, and for a moment, I remembered my first kiss with that bastard.

‘Wow, wow’

“Eungweaeak”

“Congratulations. You are a healthy prince.”

“Your crying sound seems strange. Are you okay?”

‘huh?’

“Huh?”

A warm feeling of someone embracing me, along with a trembling, weary yet affectionate female voice.

“Mom, I’m so thankful that our Jaehoon was born healthy.”

Jaehoon? Jaehoon is a loser’s name?? Huh?? Me???

I really don’t know what the hell is going on.