KAN
Stories
4
Chapters
69
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107.3 K
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4
Reading
8 h, 56 m
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Her face froze, as if buffering, then relaxed again. "I can't this week, I'm in Jirisan. Yeah, for work. Sorry." He didn't know what the other person was saying, but she looked incredibly apologetic. He wondered who made her feel so guilty. Had she called him Do-jun? Was it the insecticide that had come to the hotel with her trunk? He had a disarming smile that, depending on your perspective, could be seen as charmingly friendly, uncomfortably suave, or even a little sleazy. This insecticide…-
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"You're up early." He opened a bottle of water and gulped it down. He tilted his head back and poured the water into his mouth without touching his lips to the bottle. A thin stream trickled down his chin. It traced his sharp jawline and Adam's apple before disappearing into his collarbone. Cho-yeon swallowed and looked away. Her throat was tight and hot. He held a mouthful of water, his cheeks puffed out, and offered her the bottle, blinking. "Mm?" He seemed to be asking if she wanted some. He…
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He had thought her eyes were just black. He had never looked into anyone's eyes long enough to assign meaning to their color. Standing in front of the Cornus officinalis tree, which they claimed was over a thousand years old, her eyes were a sun-kissed brown. The color of damp, fertile soil, perfect for insects to lay their eggs. "Pardon?" She asked as if she hadn't heard him, but the corners of her mouth twitched upward. "You heard me. I asked how many times you've been told you're…
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"I've never interpreted it from an insect's perspective, but this is a new way of looking at it." Cho-yeon bit back a laugh at his serious answer. There was a short stretch where the sidewalk disappeared, so they walked single file along the shoulder of the road. Cho-yeon, who knew the way to the restaurant, led the way and he followed. "Professor Kwon." While it felt a bit cowardly to apologize without looking at him, she knew she wouldn't be able to speak if she met his gaze. As she realized…
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The room was dimly lit by the streetlights filtering in through the window. "Ji Cho-yeon-ssi. Ji Cho-yeon-ssi?" He called her name twice, but she just groaned without answering. "Are you sick? Ji Cho-yeon-ssi. Wake up." Not knowing how to take care of a sick person, he put his hand on her forehead. Fortunately, it wasn't hot, but it was wet with cold sweat. Did she have indigestion? He wondered if the soup he had given her had upset her stomach. Had she forced herself to eat it out of…
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Min-hyun could easily feel the woman next to him stiffen. He was just as flustered. "One moment. I'll call the reception." She picked up the room phone and asked why they had been given a double room instead of a twin, and a back and forth ensued as the receptionist insisted that it was a twin. After hanging up, she frowned deeply and pulled back the covers on the bed. Two single beds were pushed together. She placed one hand on her hip and the other on her forehead, looking completely…
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Before her voice reached him, her breath, like the flutter of a butterfly's wings, tickled his ear. "And I am sensitive. I usually have insomnia. I get a little irritable during the day if I don't sleep well. But not so much that it affects my social life. I'm a peaceful person as long as I'm not provoked. But if I am, I bite. Hard." This time Min-hyun whispered back. "I never said that your social life seemed to be affected. I understand perfectly. Even insects retaliate when provoked. Or rather,…
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The unexpected call came around 4 a.m. Min-hyun ignored the ringing phone at first. He didn't want to hear his mother's drunken lamentations today. Normally, if he didn't answer after a few rings, the call would be disconnected. But today it kept ringing, as if something terrible would happen if he didn't answer. Min-hyun kicked off the blanket and sat up abruptly. He roughly brushed back the messy hair that fell across his forehead and reached for the phone on the side table. He wanted to beg her to…
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A murderer hiding evidence... what? It was a predictable misunderstanding. He must have thought the blanket, pillow, and women's pajamas in the trunk were evidence being hidden. Was the 'Professor' perhaps a criminologist? Then what were those insect specimens? The teaching assistant, hugged and muffled by the 'Professor', didn't resist, as if he was used to this kind of treatment. "I think this is sufficient confirmation of identity. Then, goodbye." The 'Professor', while sternly subduing…
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Min-hyun waited silently for the man's reply. If he suggested the exchange of items through a subway station locker, an unmanned parcel delivery box or a third party like a courier, Min-hyun would report him to the police without hesitation. -Wait. Let me ask the person directly. The man's voice was full of composure. Then there was silence, as if he had muted the call. Is there really someone next to him? Min-hyun closed his eyes for a moment, remembering the heavenly scent. His mood darkened…
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