Korean authors really have an obsession with ukes who are drowning in fucking debt. And somehow, no matter how much money they need, their first and apparently only solution is “welp, guess I’ll sell my body to the ML.” Like bro, you’re telling me you couldn’t find a fucking job? Freelance? Part-time work? Literally ANYTHING before prostitution? And don’t even get me started on these fathers taking out loans like they’re running a fucking investment company. HOW MUCH MONEY DO THESE MEN NEED AND WHAT THE HELL ARE THEY EVEN SPENDING IT ON?? Every time I see “my father left me with a huge debt,” I already know the next five chapters: loan shark, rich ML, debt contract, and somehow the uke’s body is the repayment plan.
Korean authors really have an obsession with ukes who are drowning in fucking debt. And somehow, no matter how much money they need, their first and apparently only solution is “welp, guess I’ll sell my body to the ML.” Like bro, you’re telling me you couldn’t find a fucking job? Freelance? Part-time work? Literally ANYTHING before prostitution? And don’t even get me started on these fathers taking out loans like they’re running a fucking investment company. HOW MUCH MONEY DO THESE MEN NEED AND WHAT THE HELL ARE THEY EVEN SPENDING IT ON?? Every time I see “my father left me with a huge debt,” I already know the next five chapters: loan shark, rich ML, debt contract, and somehow the uke’s body is the repayment plan.