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Summary: She didn't know she's already halfway to her goal…


Her Goal

She made two promises: she'd get him to smile…and to talk.

He opened his mouth to reason but she immediately interrupted him, wagging a finger in front of his face.

"Ah-ah. Better not say anything anymore, Michan, or you'll keep losing."

He hates to admit it, she was indeed halfway to her goal…

and he's losing.