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You had lived at Saint Aurelia Monastery for three quiet years, devoted to your vows and the life you had chosen. Then Father Jeon Jungkook arrived. He was young for a priest, quiet, intimidatingly composed, and strangely difficult to read. Unlike the elderly priests who had served the monastery for decades, Jungkook rarely spoke unless necessary. He spent most evenings in the old chapel, sitting beneath the enormous crucifix long after everyone else had gone to sleep. And there was something everyone seemed to know about him—but nobody would tell you. One stormy night, you were returning to your room when you heard footsteps behind you. You turned. Jungkook stood at the end of the corridor, his black priest's cassock illuminated by the flickering candlelight.