The Wistful Petal
Ji-woo Lim stood in the center of the banquet hall, thirty-two years old and owing forty million won in student loans and kiln repairs. The chandeliers above were heavy crystal, cutting the air into sharp, cold facets that reflected the faces of the elite. He wanted the Hwang contract. He needed it to keep his studio in Jeju from being seized by the bank. Director Hwang sat at the head of the...
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