Operation Catharsis

I lived like a tool, nothing more than a consumable. I vowed to never let myself be used again, but when I came to my senses, I realized I was right back where I started. “You know my name and that I’m coming here today. What else do you know about me, Mr. Ban Woojin?” He hesitated before his eyes lit up like a child discovering a new toy. His lips stretched into a wide smile. “Miss Seol Yuhwa, I’m not joking. I’m genuinely interested in you.” I wanted to understand why he was approaching me and saying such things. At the same time, I hoped that this encounter is just a product of my ominous imagination. “…Do you know my age?” “Miss Seol Yuhwa were thirty when she discarded me. She is n...