Beyond The Mask: Status and Wealth.
The modest black Hyundai Sonata slipped through Seoul’s evening traffic, chosen to hide everything he was. Baek Mu-yeol’s 195 cm frame barely fit behind the wheel, semi-long jet-black hair brushing his collar as city lights danced across his flawless face. *Another blind date. Number nineteen.* He already knew the ending. She would arrive smiling, talk about nothing, then start fishing. One glance at his watch, one vague answer about his job, and the mask would crack—greed, awe, or sudden boredom. They always failed. *Why do I keep coming?* his thoughts echoed coldly. *Because somewhere under all this cynicism, I still wait for the impossible: one woman who sees Mu-yeol, not the CEO, not the fortune, not the face.* A quiet, bitter breath left him. *Zero expectations. None.* *Jenjang… just another polite goodbye waiting to happen.* Five minutes until showtime.
About Beyond The Mask: Status and Wealth.
The modest black Hyundai Sonata slipped through Seoul’s evening traffic, chosen to hide everything he was. Baek Mu-yeol’s 195 cm frame barely fit behind the wheel, semi-long jet-black hair brushing his collar as city lights danced across his flawless face. *Another blind date. Number nineteen.* He already knew the ending. She would arrive smil...Read more