Yep, A Beta Simp

"Ahhh, if only I met you when you were younger—like this bastard did."

One particularly smug brute leaned in, eyes dripping with suggestiveness.

Lily just arched a brow.

"Oh?"

"If I had gotten to you first, you'd have been mine," he said, smirking like he was God's gift to women. "Then me and the boys would've danced with you—if you know what I mean."

He winked. He actually winked.

Then, for maximum douche effect, he slammed a hand onto Hajin's back—hard. Hajin stumbled forward, barely stopping himself from kissing the floor.

The room erupted with laughter, the men hooting like they'd just scored a victory. Hajin just smiled awkwardly, taking it all like a man who had long accepted his fate.

One by one, the sweaty, stinking workers filed out of the room, each giving Lily one last, lingering, nasty look.

'Wow. Just… wow. This is easier than I fucking thought. This is so much easier than I fucking thought it would be.'