Of a Trash’s Circumstances

I simply thought that I had to get back my first love that was, dare I say, stolen.

That’s all.

But to her, I was just a young boy to soothe her loneliness.

“I guess I’m lonely.”

As she placed the pot back on the induction stove and increased the heat, a faint humming sound permeated the silence between them.

Lee Jaeheon, who was uncharacteristically blankly staring at her, stood up.

“So you were trying to seduce me to shower and stay over.”

Eunkyo’s brows furrowed distastefully as she took out two packs of ramen.

“Me?”

“You know what kind of guy I am.”

“So?”

“Knowing that I’m different on the outside and inside, why are you being nice to me?  Did you, by any chance… see that day?”

Lee Jaeheon’s voice and gaze changed. He stepped closer, trapping her between his arms. Eunkyo, who had her back to him, stiffened, a chilling shiver running down her spine.

“Sunbae, I like you. I fell for you at first sight.”

His languid voice brushed against her ear. It was a playful, twisted tone, devoid of sincerity, a fabricated voice. It was a playful, twisted tone, devoid of sincerity, a fabricated voice.

“If we’d met on a blind date, we would have already slept together.”