“This doesn’t make any sense.”... more>>

That you can’t recognize me.

Ju-eon is diagnosed with ‘weathering syndrome’, a terminal illness that worsens when near Espers. Though Ju-eon tries to hide his deteriorating condition, it gets worse day by day. While experiencing an awkward atmosphere with his long-time lover, S-class Esper Myung-hwon, an S-class Guide joins them, and Ju-eon is pushed out of Myung-hwon’s guiding duties.

Then one day, Myung-hwon breaks up with Ju-eon. He’s given a chance to participate in a clinical trial to treat his weathering syndrome, but for the treatment, he must fake his death….

Can Ju-eon overcome the clinical trial’s side effect of memory loss and escape his terminal life?

[Preview]

“I must be really drunk.”

His heart felt like it stopped for a moment at the man’s voice. A deep fragrance penetrated his lungs, making Ju-eon shiver.

“……”

Ju-eon stood speechless, looking at the man blocking his path. Despite not being close, the strong smell of alcohol wafted heavily.

“Or maybe I’ve really gone crazy now.”

He could just brush off a drunk like this and leave. But curiosity raised its head. He was curious about the face that was only faintly visible in outline.

‘I wonder what kind of expression he’s making….’

He wondered why he’d stopped him with such a voice full of despair.

The force gripping Ju-eon’s wrist was so sorrowful and desperate that, even though he could easily shake it off, Ju-eon couldn’t. As he blinked quickly, his eyes adjusted to the darkness and took in the man’s face. For a moment, he forgot to breathe.

The grown man was crying. Ju-eon’s eyes widened at the tears flowing like silence. His eyes grew hot, perhaps from not blinking for so long. The man stepped back. This time, Ju-eon took a step forward.

“Um… why are you crying…”

He didn’t think he was foolish enough to care about the actions of someone who was drunk, but his heart sank. The man cried silently. His voice, wet and low, clung to Ju-eon’s heart. Ju-eon suddenly caught a sense of foreboding.

“I waited nicely.”

A boiling emotion could be felt in his deeply sunken voice. A premonition that his voice, now stuck to his heart, wouldn’t detach for a long time.

“Hey. What does that even mean…”

Despite Ju-eon’s call, the man continued to say only what he wanted to say. The man whispered incomprehensible words without pause.

“Don’t go today.”

Every day, I just stood far enough away not to touch you.

At the desperate voice, Ju-eon forgot even to hold his breath for a moment. With each blink, the outline of the face became clearer and clearer in his vision. Logically thinking, even though he knew the probability of this man being drunk and mistaking him for someone else was higher than him being someone he knew.

“I think you’re mistaking me for someone else.”

“…Eon-ah.” <<less

Seongyul has long harbored a crush on Sungwon, his childhood friend’s older brother.... more>>

But there are gaps between them that seem impossible to bridge: their age difference, their family backgrounds, and the fact that Sungwon is an Alpha while Seongyul was born a Beta.

Then, one day, Seongyul suddenly presents as an Omega. He loses his job, finds himself in desperate need of money, and upon hearing that Sungwon is getting married, tries to bury his feelings for good. In a moment of hopelessness, he steps into a nightlife establishment.

But the repulsive Alpha pheromones and the way people are treated like objects terrify him, and he tries to back out…

“So you thought offering your hole to some other guy was better than burdening me?”

Sungwon shows up as Seongyul’s first client and discovers not only that Seongyul is an Omega, but that he was about to sell his body. <<less

“The red light district suits you, not the Imperial Palace.”... more>>

He was insulted over and over again, but he still couldn't get used to it.
Every time he heard such words, he had to stop the rage that burst out inside him.

The Seventh Prince, Clarence, was not the main character of this banquet.
He was just an easy-to-play with commodity doll.

“I guess it’s true that it’s your first time, seeing how tight you are.”

“Uh… huh… too big… it hurts… .”

He thought something like this would happen someday.

However, he did not know that the person he would first experience it with would be the Duke of Barden, whom he met for the first time today.

“It seems that the prince has no pride, swallowing even my s**en.”

“A while ago, were you trying to be sassy by shoving your ass at me like a dog in heat?"

“Your Highness, do you find pride in sucking up c*cks of flesh and s**en without hesitation?”

The string of reason that he was barely holding on to suddenly broke.

“It is my pride to survive like this.”

The past life, in which I had to do everything in order to live, was not at all shameful.
Even if that means accepting that man's pen*s.

“Is there anything you want to do by using such an ugly way to survive?”

The one who tries to somehow survive, and the one who insults him.

What is the end of this dangerous relationship? <<less

“Adultery, betrayal, secret birth… I was reincarnated as the older brother of the villain in a makjang novel filled with all kinds of chaotic plot devices.... more>>

‘If I do what you want, will you stop avoiding me?’

…But why is the male lead coming straight for me instead of the female lead?” <<less