mimi
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“Apologies if the place feels a bit cramped. Please understand,” Park Juyeon said. Cramped? Not at all. Judging by his shiny car, it was obvious. This bastard was loaded. Looking around the spacious and almost eerily empty officetel, Kwon Jiwook deliberately gave a curt reply. “Why would I need to understand? You sure seem eager to host guests in such an underwhelming place.” “Well, it’s more than adequate for some fun, isn’t it?” “You’re seriously a brain-dead bastard…-
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Kwon Jiwook began cursing furiously and started wreaking havoc in the clubroom. Bang! He kicked the door violently, swept everything off the desks onto the floor, and even picked up a desk and hurled it onto a chair he'd just kicked. "Ahhh! Hey, Kwon Jiwook!" As someone tried to approach the rampaging Jiwook, a chair whooshed past overhead at high speed. Crash! Kim Suhyeok turned toward the loud noise, his face pale, and saw the chair slam into the wall. The few other club members who had been…
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Perhaps he thought Haewon's silence stemmed from the fear of nearly being assaulted, so he added more to his statement. His voice was persuasive. Even though I couldn't recall exactly what he said, there was a sense of trust because it was Hyun Woojin speaking. His compelling voice reminded me of the things he had said to me. Hyun Woojin had insulted Haewon without a second thought. He must have done the same to Taeshin. So, he likely assumed he could treat me, his friend, the same way. To him,…-
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If he had answered the call, perhaps Taeshin might not have died. Whatever Taeshin had been desperate to say, if he had confided in Haewon, even if Haewon had listened half-heartedly, and maybe if he’d heeded Haewon’s typically dismissive advice not to worry about such things, perhaps Taeshin wouldn’t have died. The guilt and powerlessness weighing on Haewon from the top of his head to the tips of his limbs left him feeling that he wouldn’t even be happy to see his deceased mother appear in…
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Haewon stared at the man, who had asked to borrow a lighter while he already had one. The man, after savoring the filter of the cigarette, exhaled a white cloud of smoke. The smell of the cigarette wasn’t repulsive. The man asked Haewon whom he was waiting for. Usually, people standing idly in front of the hotel had one thing in common—they were waiting for someone. Most of them were probably waiting for someone, and like Haewon, who had nowhere to go, they probably weren’t lingering around for…
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Haewon placed his hand over the back of the man’s hand, which was gently brushing against his forehead, and slowly pulled it down. The man's gaze flickered. His fingers softly traced Haewon’s eyebrows, eyelids, cheeks, and jawline, lingering on his face. "You don't have a fever." "I do. Check it again." Haewon guided the man's hand inside his shirt. The man swallowed dryly, visibly uneasy. Reaching the limit of his patience, the man embraced Haewon, pressing his lips to Haewon's neck. His hand…
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The phone’s ringtone droned on monotonously in the darkness. Haewon lay face down on the bed. A light touch brushed over his bare back, nudging his shoulder blade—a signal to pick up the phone. Haewon didn’t move. The ringing continued without pause, relentless. Recognizing that the caller wouldn’t give up until it was answered, the man beside Haewon, still caught between sleep and wakefulness, finally let out a groan and sat up in Haewon's stead. “Just leave it.” Haewon was awake. He…
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