Yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery, and today is a gift - that's why we call it the present. Kim Sejeong and Ahn Hyoseop are the children of two powerful families, who, if combined, could run the entirety of South Korea's food industry. It's a good thing the families are close friends then. Growing up, the two children were inseparable; best friends who knew each other better than anyone else in the world, and knew they could always count on the other. That was until everything fell apart. That's the thing about mixing business and friends, one scandal could change everything. But if willing, fate will find a way to bring people back together. Ten years later, the two reunite in their last year of college. Having spent the last decade apart, there's no question that best friends have turned back into strangers. But, is this truly what the universe wants, or were they always destined to be together? Come on this journey, seize the day, and find out. GENERAL DISCLAIMER: This story is pure fiction and takes place in an alternate universe. Names and backgrounds of main and support characters will not match up with real life (which is the whole purpose of a fanfic!). This story will include mature content, read at your discretion.

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