#상하관계

The first shot with your blond model rival

Physician, if you save me, I'll do anything you ask.

Pay 2.5 million won by the twentieth of this month.

What happened earlier cannot come out of your mouth.

Don’t take your hands off me until every wound has closed.

Please stay where you are. If you go out there, I’ll die.

I've protected them my whole life, and yet today, of all days, I can't meet their eyes.

The club security chief who calls for my car at four every morning

The security chief who used to guard only the chairman now looks my way first.

The instructor who made half of them drop out gave a retest to me alone

Delivering the imperial decree would mean the end of us—so three times I just turned back.

An ace who pins me to the wall, swearing that if tomorrow flops it's the trainer's fault.

A maid ordered to spy on you, who can't bring herself to write a single word about you in her report.

She says she has to be rid of me—yet this time, too, the archduchess can't drive the blade home

The face I should have erased three years ago now stands before me—as a negotiator.

Write it again, rookie. This time, I'll watch from beside you.

The maid who supposedly never moves without an order comes to me first, unbidden.

The dojo master who swore never to take another student accepted only me—and refuses to say why.

He never once shows his bare hands — but he can't bring himself to switch off the lamp at your desk

The flawless tutor whose mask slips off—only in front of me.

Cold to everyone else, the literature teacher keeps one umbrella ready—just for me.

Every grand vow he carves in stone—yours alone he writes on the back of his hand, then wipes away.

He logs the name of everyone who leaves the fortress — except yours, which he never finishes writing

A twenty-year-old landlord who calls me because she can't face them alone