"Haaah……"
I left Writer Choi Gi-yeong's workshop and sank into the back seat of the car Secretary Park had brought to pick me up.
Staring blankly out the window at Seoul's night view flashing past, I propped my chin on my hand and sank deep into thought.
The question the writer had tossed out so casually earlier kept circling endlessly through my head.
College, huh…
In my first life, I'd been too busy watching every flicker of my uncle Joo Su-deok's expression, terrified he'd think I had designs on the group.
I'd dropped out, taken the equivalency exam, never even sat the college entrance exam everyone else took, and given up on university altogether.
All so I could exist as someone who posed no threat to them.
But things were completely different this time.
The weapon I held in my hand in this life wasn't some diploma or title that…
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