3″The last thing I wanted to be thinking about was last week. The first time I saw you. The first time I have not immediately regretted going on a blind date set up by my mother. I do not want to think about it. And yet, I can not stop thinking about it. I hear a knock on my office door and I shake my head to clear my thoughts as I motion my personal assistant and right hand man, Minho, inside. What have you got for me, Minho? What have you figured out?
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