Existential Crisis

This situation is so common, she had heard stories like this before. But she didn't think she had the courage to do something about it. Yunna wasn't a prostitute, but Mingi was the best option for her at that moment.

Mingi: I thought you wanted to study. – he reminded her.

He always knew what to say, that avoided a lot of tiring thoughts.

Yunna: Oh, I couldn't concentrate, love. – she explained with the pencil behind her ear.

Mingi: So, let's drop out! That way, you can come back to work with me again.

Yunna: No... I... I still want to study, but I got lost, that's all! – she said seriously, because she didn't want him to think he was wasting money on something with no return.

Yunna: Mingi, I don't want to think about that!

They were lying down, because Mingi had cornered her when she passed by the hallway. Every day, Yunna was afraid of losing him. This feeling came from the attachment she had acquired right after the "hunting moment".

When she put her hands on her "prey", she realized how intense he was. Her body trembled as she felt his kisses on areas of thin skin.

It was as if Yunna was falling into the trap. Everything about him seemed purposeful, and when he realized she was shaken, she couldn't hide her laughter.

It was as if Yunna had fallen into a carefully planned trap. Every gesture Mingi made seemed calculated, loaded with intentions she couldn't fully fathom. He knew exactly how to act, how to touch her or even look at her in a way that left her vulnerable, disconcerted.

When he realized she was shaken, an ironic smile would appear on his lips, as if he enjoyed the effect he was causing. This only made her more intrigued and, at the same time, more attached to him. It was a mixture of fascination and fear, like someone who recognizes danger but can't resist it.

Every word Mingi said seemed to carry a weight that Yunna felt deep in her chest. He enveloped her in a way no one else had ever done. And the more she tried to resist, the more he seemed to enjoy playing the game.

It was as if the control was always in his hands, but even so, she didn't want to escape. Maybe because, deep down, that trap was the only place she really wanted to be.

Mingi was older and more mature, carrying in his eyes the weight of experiences that Yunna had never lived. He had a presence that made her feel that everything was under control, but that same security trapped her in a feeling that was hard to define. It seemed that she had been placed in an endless love, with no clear exits.

Everything around her seemed to revolve around him. She depended on Mingi for so many things that, at times, she felt tiny, almost nonexistent without him. This realization hit her like a punch in the stomach, reminding her of her emotional, financial and even existential poverty.

She didn't want to seem so fragile, so needy, but the truth was hard to hide: her need for him was palpable. Mingi was a good man, patient and generous.

However, his kindness placed her before a cruel mirror, where the reflection was of a pitiful creature, devoid of her own strength, without a home or a father to protect her.

There were times when the desire to get away from him consumed her, like a flame that threatened to erase everything around her. Not because she didn't love him, but because his presence, as loving as it was, made her confront the holes in her life. And she didn't know how to fill them without him being the foundation of everything.

Mingi seemed to notice this internal battle, but he never pressured her. Maybe he knew that, deep down, she needed to find within herself what he already offered in abundance: stability, strength and love.

Mingi: I know you're dangerous. – he spoke near her ear.

Yunna: What are you talking about? – she moved on the mattress.

Yunna: Let me sleep! I don't like it when you watch me while I sleep.

Mingi: How do you know I'm doing this, dear?

Yunna: Aren't you going to work tomorrow? – she changed the subject, not wanting to talk about herself.

Mingi: Now that you've started studying, I'm hiring a secretary to help me. I don't want to overwork myself and create more problems in the future.

Yunna didn't like knowing she was going to be replaced. Another woman working with him? She knew people well.

Yunna: Is it just because of that? I can study at night and work in the morning! - she explained. Ever since he accepted Yunna as one of his employees, she has been helping him organize some.

And even after they became a couple, Yunna continued to help him. But, Jeon Mingi wanted to equip his wife in such a way that she would become the richest lady in the city. You can see the value of a man in the way he beautifies his woman.

Mingi: No, because I want you to be home at night. Besides, you don't have to work, right? – he saw no reason to encourage her to work, because he knew how difficult it was to reconcile the two.

Yunna: But, honey, I... – she tried to formulate an answer.

Mingi: You weren't even able to deal with your studies, honey! – he seemed to suggest something, but in fact there was no more room for discussion.

Mingi: I want you to be more relaxed about things! – he said, but he noticed that she was thoughtful.

The bad side of being a controller is that you never have peace, always thinking about what others might do.

It all started as an escape, but now she was madly in love with him.

Mingi: Yunna, are you listening to me? – he shook her.

Yunna: Yes, honey. – she replied, disconnecting from her thoughts.

Mingi: If you feel bad, then I will too! – now, he hugged her like a bear, but with desire and affection.

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