Dajeong’s Manual

A woman whose bucket list item is eating a hamburger alone in a park.

And a man who is clearly someone’s cast-off, like an abandoned purebred cat.

Dajeong, who lived thoroughly trapped in her own framework and manual, happens to meet Kim Haeda at a coffee expo in Singapore.

A space where dirty deeds are commonplace behind the glamour. There, a woman named Jeong Dajeong appeared before Haeda, who was about to get caught up in some kind of incident.

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“Should I help too, like you?”

He asked, taking a step forward. The way she stared up at him made the inside of his throat hot.

Not sure what he was offering to help with, she spat out the hot thing caught in her throat.

“How?”

A gleam slowly entered her dry eyes. It looked like a transparent film was filling them.

“That’s for you to decide. Didn’t you need me?”

He leaned his upper body forward, resting on his elbow, and the difference in their physiques became clear.

Wrinkles formed on the woman’s forehead as she furrowed her brow, lost in deep thought. He unconsciously rubbed her round forehead with his thumb.

Her eyes widened, and she slyly wrapped her arms around his waist.

“Then… shall we start with dating, for now? Us.”

According to the manual I set.