“I didn’t know you were writing a letter. Looks like I came at the wrong time, Miss Oscar,” Lee Ki-Young said.0

“It’s fine, Mr. Lee Ki-Young. I’m almost done writing the letter…” I[1] said.0

“Are you…” Lee Ki-Young trailed off.0

“Yes. I don’t want my mother to worry. I know I’ve told you this many times, but when we’re alone, please call me Aris. You sound really uncomfortable… It would make me feel a lot better if you treated me like before,” I requested.0

“I’m sorry for making you feel that way, Miss Aris. However, I’m simply showing respect,” Lee Ki-Young said.0

“You know… that I’m not someone who deserves such generous treatment from you, Mr. Lee Ki-Young,” I said.0

“I don’t think there’s a distinction between those who deserve it and those who don’t,” Lee Ki-Young said.0

“Yes, that’s true…” I mumbled.0

“Like I told you before, there’s no such thing as a lowly life. There may be people who differentiate it, but all humans are the same; everyone has something they deserve. It’s the same for you, Miss Aris. There’s no need to humble yourself. No matter what kind of environment you grew up in, all humans...0