KAN
Stories
6
Chapters
117
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182.3 K
Comments
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Reading
15 h, 11 m
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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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Back in his office, Min-hyun didn't sit at his desk but walked to the window. Teaching assistant Ma, who had followed him in, looked around nervously. But Min-hyun didn't feel the need to pay attention to his pathetic teaching assistant. It was clear that the trunks had been swapped while Teaching assistant Ma had fallen in the crowd. He had insisted on taking the trunk that Min-hyun had been pulling and had ended up causing an accident. "That's really strange, Professor. I mean, even if there are…
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The arrivals hall on the first floor of Incheon Airport's Terminal 1 was a mess. "Why is it so chaotic?" Professor Kwon Min-hyun asked with a deep frown. Assistant Ma, who was standing next to him pulling a suitcase, looked up at the god-like Professor Kwon and chattered excitedly. "Yong Seok-hyun is arriving today. And apparently Nabi, who had a scandal with him, is also arriving today, so it's a mess with fans and reporters. Give me the trunk!" "Who is Yong Seok-hyun?" Assistant Ma stared…
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Nightmares aren't always terrible. Sometimes, when you wake up from a dream, there's a sense of relief. All one had to do was take a deep breath and push the terrible things out of one's mind, assuring oneself that they were mere illusions. But for her, dreams were always cruel. The series of reenactments, bordering on reality, cruelly choked her breath. Her whole body, drenched in cold sweat, trembled and stiffened, as if the cold, stiff body of that child was still touching her back. The…
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