In a world filled with lies and regrets, how horrible could it be to taste one’s own betrayal? Daewon didn’t have asthma, yet his lungs couldn’t gasp for air. His hands trembled like he had seen one of the prominent heinous crimes ever recorded in history. The veins in his neck popped while he greeted his teeth.

“Are you saying you are Jin Ae? And you are a man who pretended to be a woman all this time?” he asked.

“Yes.”

Dong Joon couldn’t lift his head as he muttered. Daewon faked a cackle as he heard the worst joke in his lifetime.

“Do I look like a fool to...