Early January 2016.
'But honestly, nothing much has changed.'
For all that talk about sexual magnetism and male energy, my daily life remained pretty much the same.
To be fair, for a moment—a very brief moment—I thought, 'Am I going to turn into one of those characters from adult comics?'
But that fleeting thought was so embarrassing that I quickly shoved it aside as the days continued on just like before.
"This isn’t exactly something I can experiment with."
Even if I wanted to, what could I even test?
So, I decided to stop thinking about it altogether.
In reality, this wasn’t the time to get distracted by something like this.
The Asian qualifiers were scheduled for late March in Xiamen, China.
I needed to place in the top three to qualify for the Olympics.
That meant I had to keep my focus on training.
'No, I can’t let my guard down until I’ve won the gold medal.'
Resolving myself, I stretched lightly and packed my bag.
It was about time I returned to living on my own.
"Already leaving?"
"Yeah."
"Alright, it’s time to focus on training. Leave before Hyeonseo wakes up. He’ll cause a scene if he finds out."
"Haha."
But honestly, my decision to leave early wasn’t just about training.
—[Your family’s death has been postponed due to your national team status.]
—[This postponement will last until you secure a spot in the Rio Olympics.]
—[You must obtain a spot in the Rio Olympic heavyweight boxing division.]
I couldn’t bear to stay near my family while knowing their lives were on hold.
And the constant countdown ticking away in my mind made it even worse.
'Now’s not the time to get complacent.'
Swallowing down my nerves, I grabbed my bag and stepped outside.
This was the first—and last—chance Sims had given me.
I couldn’t afford to waste it.
*****
Sexual magnetism.
It wasn’t just about physical attraction or pulling someone into bed.
It was the power to make others feel tense,
to subtly steer interactions and relationships in your favor.
It wasn’t like those adult comics where people fell head over heels the moment they saw you.
It was something far more intricate and nuanced.
And Sims had sealed it away for one very simple reason—
To prevent reckless relationships.
And to avoid scandals that could spiral out of control.
Sims never had any intention of releasing this ability until Kim Donghu was mentally prepared to handle it.
Becoming an adult didn’t automatically mean he was ready.
So why release it now?
Because, as mentioned earlier, Sims had judged that Kim Donghu was finally prepared.
And the proof?
Even now, with the seal lifted, Donghu’s daily life hadn’t changed at all.
Rather than acting on impulse, he continued focusing entirely on training.
It was a testament to Sims’ accurate assessment.
However—
That was only true for Donghu’s rational mind.
He wasn’t the only one struggling to keep himself in check.
"D-Donghu."
"Yeah?"
"Did you put on cologne? You smell... um... kind of intense today."
"Cologne? No, I didn’t put anything on. Intense? Do I smell like sweat?"
"No, no, no! Not like that! It’s just... um... never mind."
The first to react was Shin Yerim, Donghu’s manager and the model featured with him in GOT’s October issue.
At the start of the new year,
as they exchanged well-wishes and prepared for training,
Yerim suddenly felt something off about Donghu.
It was hard to describe,
but just being near him made her feel nervous.
Before she knew it, she found herself baring her neck unconsciously.
"By the way... when’s your graduation ceremony again?"
"February. You can’t come, right?"
"Yeah. It’s a shame, but there’s nothing I can do."
Their conversation was no different from usual.
"Still, at least you’re graduating."
"...Honestly, I owe it to the chairman. I’ll need to thank him later."
"Yeah, the chairman really likes you."
Donghu had barely attended school throughout 2015,
and under normal circumstances, he wouldn’t have been able to graduate.
But thanks to Edward Park, the chairman, pushing things through,
Donghu managed to graduate without a hitch.
The reason he could graduate despite not meeting the minimum attendance requirement
was because Daejong High was the most prestigious private arts school in Korea.
Honestly, it was already ridiculous for a box-office star to sit in acting classes.
And on top of that, Donghu’s consistently high grades sealed the deal.
Yerim, on the other hand, was in a much more precarious situation.
She’d been at risk of repeating the year due to low attendance.
However, her appearance as the cover model for GOT’s October issue
was recognized as a debut, allowing her to narrowly escape being held back.
'This is normal talk, right? Just everyday stuff.'
Even as they chatted,
Yerim couldn’t stop her eyes from drifting to Donghu’s chest.
Donghu often trained shirtless,
and she’d grown so used to it that it never bothered her before.
But today—
'Why can’t I stop staring? This is driving me crazy!'
For some reason, she couldn’t take her eyes off his body.
'And what is with that scent?!'
He’d said he wasn’t wearing cologne,
but there was this faintly sweet, intoxicating smell that tickled her nose.
With zero experience in this kind of thing,
Yerim’s thoughts spiraled.
'Am I some kind of pervert? No way! Is it just me?!'
She had no idea what pheromones were.
The natural sex appeal that had always accompanied Donghu’s good looks
was finally beginning to show its true power.
"I finally get why Captain America’s girlfriend couldn’t resist touching his chest after he took the serum."
"Huh? Touching what?"
"N-Nothing!"
That night.
"W-Wait, Donghu... I-I... hic! Not there...!"
For the first time in her life,
Shin Yerim had a wet dream about Kim Donghu.
*****
Age 20.
The age when most legal restrictions are lifted, allowing full freedom to participate in society.
For Kim Sujin, Ryu Jaerin, and Shin Yerim, this moment marked a major turning point in their lives.
Kim Sujin was steadily expanding into the romance genre.
Ryu Jaerin could now pursue her idol career without restrictions.
Shin Yerim, on the other hand, had cemented her presence with last year’s GOT October cover.
And as each of them worked hard in their respective fields—
“...I wonder what Kim Donghu is doing right now.”
Lately, their chances to talk with Donghu had naturally dwindled.
As much as they wanted to send him a message, they held back.
“I can’t risk interrupting his training.”
This was an especially critical time for Donghu.
Training alone was already overwhelming,
and with the Olympics on the horizon, the entire nation had their eyes on him.
However—
“They can’t stop me from watching him.”
While disturbing his training was out of the question,
there was nothing wrong with attending his matches.
Starting with the three mentioned earlier,
Donghu’s acquaintances scrambled to secure tickets.
From the Asian qualifiers to the Olympic heavyweight boxing matches—
They searched for seats, reached out to Donghu’s agency,
and tried every possible avenue to see him in action.
But not everyone succeeded.
“Ugh... Ughhhh!!!”
One such case was Usami Chisako.
Even though she managed to secure a ticket,
her lack of direct connections with Donghu left her hesitating.
No matter how much she wanted to act, she felt like she had to tread carefully.
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'Well, at least I got a ticket.'
For now, she decided to be satisfied just watching him.
But deep down, Chisako vowed to become a successful voice actress as soon as possible.
However—
While some struggled to keep up,
others sped ahead using their resources.
“I got it! Evelyn! I got the tickets!”
“Really?! Oh my God! Thank you so much!”
Evelyn Quinn Amber was one such person.
After exchanging numbers with Donghu the first time they met—
and earning the “First to fall asleep in Kim Donghu’s arms while watching a movie” achievement—
She had now taken things further by booking tickets to a boxing match for the first time in her life.
“But wow... Kim Donghu’s ticket sales are insane.”
“Huh?”
“Normally, these Asian qualifiers don’t draw much of a crowd, but this time... it’s crazy.”
Asian qualifiers were never considered headline events.
Unless you were a die-hard boxing fan or part of the industry,
you’d rarely even consider attending.
But—
“With Kim Donghu competing, the good seats sold out in seconds.”
His sheer influence had turned a niche event into a sold-out show.
“I heard even GOT reserved tickets. They said they had to see him.”
“GOT?!”
“Yeah... And this might just be a rumor, but I also heard Adiheth and Redhorn bought tickets too.”
“Wait, what?! Those two?!”
“Yup. Adiheth’s known for being a boxing fan, so it kind of makes sense...
But Redhorn? That’s completely unexpected.”
Major corporations in the U.S.
were gathering just to watch one boxer’s match.
“I’ve never seen anything like this before.”
“Me neither.”
If the U.S. was reacting like this,
imagine how things were in Korea.
“Should we go see Kim Donghu’s match?”
“I heard Il-Yang is sending representatives too.”
“Il-Yang? Haven’t seen them in ages.”
From FJ, Il-Yang Foods, and Brilliant School Uniforms—
“Clear your schedule for late March.”
“What?”
“Our youngest is competing. If you book anything during that time, I’ll never forgive you.”
Top Korean actors like Jang Geonho, Han Taegun, and Seo Jinwoo
were all preparing to witness Donghu secure his Olympic qualification.
Late March.
The day of the Asian qualifiers for the Olympic spot had arrived.
The packed stadium buzzed with excitement as everyone waited for Kim Donghu.
“Oh! There he is!”
The moment Donghu appeared to greet the audience before the match—
“...Huh?”
Shin Yerim, who had already experienced this once,
was the only one who didn’t freeze.
The other four women, however, were completely caught off guard.
It was hard to explain,
but something about him felt overwhelming—irresistible.
Gulp.
Just looking at him made their legs clamp shut instinctively.
“W-Why is it so hot all of a sudden...?”
Their nerves spiked.
Whirrr.
As the camera zoomed in on Donghu,
his adult form was broadcast to everyone watching.
“Oh, shit... Hot guy.
If I could, I’d run Kim Donghu features in our magazine every month for an entire year.”
At Nathan Brooks’ murmur,
others around him nodded without even realizing it.
A powerful presence.
An aura that demanded attention and radiated dominance.
A man who seemed like the embodiment of violence itself.
“Adiheth’s new face has been decided.”
“...Donghu Kim. I swear, we’ll make you Redhorn’s.”
In that moment,
the world was officially introduced to Kim Donghu.