Every product on the shelf was made for your face.
Walk into any beauty aisle. Serums for cheeks, creams for eyes, masks for foreheads. Nothing for the one place that shows age first in a side-profile photo: the fold under your jaw.
Korean grandmothers had something for it. The cloudy water from rinsing rice, fermented, used on the neck every night. Nobody wrote it down. They just did it.
Mirae brings it back, in a bar.
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