"We're thirty-two. The age we said we'd start dating."Top singer in South Korea and a friend of 17 years.The so-called too comfortable guy friend, Kim Do-kyung.“If we’re still single at thirty-two, let’s just date.”“Im Ji-yoo, are you really sure about that?”Who would’ve thought he’d still remember those words spoken as a joke 12 years ago?"Are you crazy? Me and you? Ugh, that’s ridiculous...""Ten minutes. I’ll seduce you in ten."Do-kyung picked up his phone and pressed the stopwatch.As Ji-yoo flinched in surprise, he pulled her waist as if to say, don’t be nervous.Then, he devoured her lips.The alarm rang, signaling that ten minutes had passed—and Do-kyung paused for a moment.Their clothes were already scattered beneath the bed.Seeing Ji-yoo’s flushed, peach-colored face, he smiled in satisfaction and asked,“Girlfriend? Friend? Choose.”The guy friend who had always felt like a brother... turned out to be an homme fatale.His sexy, beast-like touch—she didn’t hate it.No, in fact, she liked it.