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Aou wants to participate in a prestigious art residency, but the rules require him to have a spouse for security/responsibility reasons. Boom, with his organized and structured life, reluctantly agrees to a temporary "marriage contract."
Living together exposes both their personalities in close quarters - Aou's playful chaos against Boom's calm precision. Shared mornings, teasing arguments, and quiet nights spark touches and stolen glances that feel far too real.
When the contract nears its end, can a temporary arrangement hold a heart that's already fallen? Or will love rewrite the rules entirely?