“Looks like this place is full of nothing but awful men and women...”
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A married woman carrying a bag of trash and a college student holding his textbooks meet inside an elevator.
There was absolutely nothing romantic about the moment, but Taeju found it strangely erotic.
So she knocked on the door of Siwan, the college student who lived next door.
“I like you.”
“What did you say?”
“That expression you make... it’s quite my type.”
Deep down, Siwan was thrilled.
After all, he had fallen for Taeju at first sight after seeing her naked on the balcony, enjoying an intimate moment with her husband in broad daylight.
And then there was Sieun, who dreamed of experiencing an intense, unforgettable love.
“Professor Yoo, I’m interested in you.”
“I’m not interested in students.”
“Liar. You were looking at me throughout the entire lecture.”
And Dojun—Taeju’s seemingly flawless husband and a philosophy professor.
Little by little, his stubborn resistance begins to crumble, and Dojun starts giving both his heart and body to Sieun.
So who’s the real bitch?