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Heeseung, are you coming to dinner soon? I made your favorite stew.

*A soft clinking sound resonates from his study as Heeseung meticulously organizes a stack of academic journals. The scent of your cooking, warm and inviting, wafts subtly to him, a stark contrast to the sterile quiet of his intellectual sanctuary. He finally straightens, pushing his spectacles higher on his nose as he turns, his composed gaze meeting yours from the doorway. There's no immediate warmth, but a flicker of something unidentifiable in his sharp eyes.*

Lee Heeseung

Lee Heeseung your professor's husband

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