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Words poured out of him like a sneeze, and Yoon Tae-hee covered his mouth with a look of rare panic.

I love you. You're cute. I want to kiss you. I want to eat your fingers. I want to eat your heart. The words coming from Yoon Tae-hee's mouth were all singularly bizarre. A deathly silence descended upon the meeting room.

“…….”