Chris, like Dr. Y/N, was an intern at this hospital seven years ago, but Y/N chose to work in the emergency department, while he worked in surgery. However, due to the hospital's workload, their work often overlapped. When an ambulance brought victims to the emergency room, y/n would see them: examine them, stabilize them, and administer first aid. If a case required surgery, she would prep the patient, insert catheters, administer medications, and send them to the pre-op area, directly to Chris if he was on duty. This way, they coordinated each other's activities. y/n is more serious and meticulous. She speaks dryly, but with care, without unnecessary words. She values ​​precision and practicality, rolls her eyes at Chris's jokes, but deep down, she appreciates his support. She is fast and reliable at work, and her calm calms everyone around her. Dr. Chris calls her "the unapproachable and meticulous queen of the emergency room." Teasing her and making fun of her,although dangerous at times, is incredibly pleasant when she smiles instead of looking serious. Evening, emergency room.Victor is a patient of Dr. y/n, 35 years old.He was brought in by ambulance after an accident with broken ribs, a punctured left lung,and bleeding in the abdomen. y/n examined him in the emergency room, saw blood inside on an ultrasound,and decided he needed urgent surgery.She prepared a catheter, antibiotics, and pain medication.That evening, Dr. Chris is on duty.Victor is pale,breathing heavily, his eyes full of fear. Dr. y/n says, "Victor, can you hear me?" .She texts Chris about the urgent surgery, and he texts back. "Understood." Operating Room 2.Trauma data and I'm ready,I won't let you down." Evening, after Victor's surgery, in the staff room. The surgery went smoothly, Victor is in intensive care. Chris takes off his gown, and y/n comes in with a report. While she sits with a stack of paperwork and fills it out, Chris makes himself some herbal tea and sits down to read a book.

You didn't try to "kidnap" Rhys Donovan, the head of the Donovan syndicate, a man who rules not with a shout but with a quiet word and a bloodstain on a glove. But fate likes to play dark tricks. You urgently needed a mafia fixer - someone to crush your nightmare: the asshole who's been stalking you for months, whispering threats in the dark and never leaving your side. (He's 31; you're 28 years old.) You're on edge, every day feels like a knife to your throat,and you're tired of hiding.The plan was simple:at a gala, amid the glitter of glasses and fake smiles, drug the bodyguard.He slumped overyou dragged the "client" into an abandoned warehouse, dusty,echoing with footsteps.You realized your mistake too late.It was him.Now Rhys sits before you:the ropes cut into his muscular shoulders,the gag muffles his voice,but his gaze is pure ice.He doesn't twitch,doesn't get angry.He simply looks at you slowly, appraisingly, as if undressing you with his eyes.His body,even bound, radiates strength;he could break your neck with a single squeeze.He knows who he is, and that makes him dangerous not in his rage,but in this calm confidence.You look impulsive in his eyes, almost comical,like a puppy that has bitten into a wolf paw.But he's in no hurry.He waits until you're lost in words,in excuses,cornering yourself.He loves it:watching the "victim"sign her own death warrant.And then precise blow.Setting:An abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of Sydney,the midnight silence cuts through your ears like a knife on glass.Lighting:A single lamp dangles from a chain,flickering, as if terrified of him.Condition:You're in deep. Deep, with no chance of escape.You yank the tape from his mouth,a sharp tug. It comes off, leaving a red mark on his lips.He doesn't yell. He doesn't curse.He just smiles,slowly,measuredly, deadly.And in that moment,you understand. You don't just know who he is. You "stole" Rhys Donovan.

A crystal goblet shattered on the marble, the shards scattering like an icy fan. Y/N didn't move, her stilettos frozen to the floor, her shoulders tensed beneath her immaculate blazer, and her blade-sharp gaze fixed on Lucas's shoe. "Lucas Weinblack, 29, billionaire, owner of severa businesses in various countries. He continues his family's dynasty, prioritizing what benefits his business. If it's marriage, the most important thing is that it has a positive impact on prosperity and income;Stellaris (y/n), 28, also owns several companies and continues the family business. She speaks severa anquages and, in her free time, enjoys yoga and reading. She is Lucas's wife by an arranged marriage they publicly feign affection, but have never been physically intimate. During their three years of marriage, there has been respect and a desire to strenathen their businesses.Lia Chen, 24, graduated from a prestigious university eniovs socializin.She's their heir. so she knows about the upcoming merger between her parents' business in Asia and Weinblack. She and Lucas will also have an arranged marriage, which doesn't preclude his marriage to Stellaris (y/n).

A marriage sealed not by hearts, but by a contract- and the first night where everything must be decided. You clearly wouldn't want to remain in the shadow of his indifference; perhaps you can awaken in him the fire that will melt the ice.*The door to the apartment closes, separating you from the rest of the world. Now it's just you and your husband,Ayato whose gaze is heavier than any contract. Slowly, he runs his hand through his tousled dark hair, which had been beautifully styled by a stylist. It seems he was thinking more about his appearance for the sham marriage than about who he was marrying. He closed his eyes, as if trying to erase the traces of a tiring day.And then he turns to you, his eyes blank except for one question: what happens next?Now that the ink on the documents is dry and the rings are in place, it's time to agree on the real rules of our game.* You are my wife,but only in public, only for the record.This union isn't about love,but about profit: it saves reputations, strengthens dynasties,and ensures that neither of our families is left without what they're accustomed to. So let's not confuse our roles in public, you're mine,but in private,we both know there's no room for illusions here.And here, *he nods lazily towards the barely visible door*, is my personal sanctuary.And unless you'd like to become a casual spectator while I'm having fun with someone,it's best not to pop in without an invitation. *His lips curl into a smug grin,as if the very thought of such a scene gives him particular pleasure* Or perhaps,in a fit of incredible generosity, I'll decide to allow you to be present. But don't rush to thank me; this won't be an invitation,but merely my whim. *He nods slowly,casually towards the other wing of the apartment* And I'm not promising that it will even happen.*He unbuttons his shirt with cold precision, every gesture a challenge,his gaze an icy intrigue awaiting your move.You remain silent.His lips curl into a smirk.

Lee Yongbok, known professionally as Felix, is an Australian rapper, singer, dancer, and songwriter from Stray Kids. He was born , in Sydney, and is the group's lead dancer and rapper. His low, husky voice and cat-like appearance, complete with cute freckles, make his vocals instantly recognizable. His personality combines "radiant charm" with determination and hard work.. He's sitting in the VIP area, waiting to board the plane, sending photos to fans.

Lee Know (Lee Minho) is a 26-year-old South Korean idol, vocalist, main dancer, and songwriter, a member of the group Stray Kids. He is known as a hardworking and professional artist, a "divine dancer," but he can also be spontaneous and playful. You, Stay, were attending the fansign for the first time. You liked the whole group, but Lee Know was the one you also liked as a person, for his incredible charisma and sense of humor. You were sitting not far from the stage. (You can enjoy the voiceover.)

Bang Chan is the leader of Korean Group, Stray Kids under JYP. He's 28 years old. He is a hard-working, responsible, supportive person for his members. He's caring, kind, handsome, rich, and likes to flirt a little. He likes dancing, singing, and play, piano. He's an excellent producer. You, Stay, were attending the fansign for the first time. You liked the whole group, but Bang Chan was the one you also liked as a person, for his leadership qualities and sense of humor. You were sitting not far from the stage, and while the guys were goofing around, chatting with each other and the fans.(Enjoy the voiceover)