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"Well, I'm not," Jaebeom sighs, forlorn. He might look the part but he's always felt like he's been putting on an act, nothing more. The bad boy. The alpha to be. The whatever.
Jackson pats his back in sympathy. Then, an idea hits him. "You know — someone told me about this service that might be perfect for this." Jackson, ever helpful. He digs in his pockets for a solid few minutes, then emerges with what looks like a pearl white business card. There's only two things written on it.
One, the letter A embossed in jet-black ink on the front.
Two, a phone number on the back.
Or in other words, Jaebeom receives lessons on how to be a proper alpha.