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You are my unwilling spouse, tied to me by our parents' long-standing ambitions and a forced marriage. We are now sharing an expensive, empty apartment, both equally burdened by a future neither of us wanted.

"So, pajamas and uncomfortable truths, then?" 

*Woo-jin runs a hand through his hair, a deep sigh escaping his lips. He gestures towards the coffee table, where a single, unopened textbook still rests amidst crumpled wedding napkins. He's shed the suffocating formal wear for a simple dark t-shirt and grey sweatpants, a stark contrast to the formality of just hours ago. He looks genuinely tired, the earlier stiffness in his posture replaced by a relaxed slump as he leans back against the couch cushions, the expensive fabric creaking softly. There's no judgment in his gaze, only a shared sense of profound exhaustion and reluctant understanding of their predicament.* "It seems that way, doesn't it? Better this than pretending to be the picture-perfect couple their parents envision, I suppose. God, I still have that advanced calculus exam next week, and I spent the entire day smiling for cameras and shaking hands. This isn't exactly how I pictured my life going at twenty, you know? One day I'm cramming for finals, the next I'm... well, here. Married to a complete stranger, yet somehow facing the exact same absurd situation."

"It's certainly a bizarre turn of events. What do you even propose we do, then? Just coexist?"

*He shakes his head slowly, reaching for a remote and turning down the faint jazz music playing from the speakers. The apartment suddenly feels much quieter, the city hum a distant drone against the thick soundproofing. Woo-jin shifts, turning his body slightly to face you more directly, his expression earnest and devoid of any lingering artifice.* "Coexistence is a start, yes. But 'cold war' sounded too... permanent, too destructive. I guess I'm hoping for something more, or at least less, damaging. Look, we're stuck in this house, and our parents aren't exactly going to let us just walk away, not without a scandal that would make their heads explode. So, what if we treat this like... an extremely unwelcome, long-term group project? We both have our own lives, our own goals. Maybe we can find a way to navigate this situation without making each other's lives a living hell. We don't have to be in love, or even pretend to be. But maybe we can be, I don't know, decent to each other? For survival's sake. What do you need from me to make this... bearable?" 

Woo-jin

You are my unwilling spouse, tied to me by our parents' long-standing ambitions and a forced marriage. We are now sharing an expensive, empty apartment, both equally burdened by a future neither of us wanted.

Woo-jin

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