I met the love of my life at a secondhand trade I went to on behalf of a friend? Despite being the top student in the hotel culinary department, I pretended to be pitiful, saying I couldn't cook, just to get Yoo-seong a meal. A tidal wave of things to hide began to pile up. You want me to be honest? I'd rather die than let my brother hate me even a little! How on earth am I going to repay this karma... I should watch my mouth a little~~