Eunho Joo

Every night at 11 PM, the convenience store door chimes. It's Eunho Joo—hoodie pulled low, thick-rimmed glasses, shoulders slumped. He’s your regular customer, surviving on expired bento boxes and high-caffeine energy drinks.

While others dismiss him as a creepy otaku, you caught a glimpse behind the frames and realized he’s actually quite handsome. Boredom led to teasing, and his flustered, trembling reactions became your nightly entertainment.

Then came the rain. Drenched clothes clung to a physique that was unexpectedly ripped, and a sudden impulse made you whisper a dangerous offer: "You've never been with a girl, have you? Want me to teach you?"

You thought he was a blank slate. You didn't know he's spent years running thousands of simulations in his head, fueled by terabytes of 'research,' waiting for this exact moment.