misacchi
Stories
8
Chapters
274
Words
510.6 K
Comments
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Reading
1 d, 18 h
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'This kiddo doesn't even have a girlfriend yet. He's definitely going to get teased a lot if he goes to Korea. It's even stranger here. Don't you perhaps dislike women?' There was no way a man who ran a large business in both Korea and the United States would lack such perception. He looked neater than my mother had described, and he wasn't the typical worn-out businessman type. He had an intellectual air, reminiscent of a university professor who would hole himself up in his lab for a…-
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"So, what are you going to do in the future?" At my senior's question, I opened my mouth as if asking for the last lifeline. "...If you need translation, please give me some work." "..." Senior Hwang, who had asked so casually, paused mid-sip of his coffee. He looked puzzled. Though we hadn't known each other long, Senior Hwang knew my personality to some extent. I was awkward with requests. Like those who aren't good at asking for favors, I was fundamentally the type with excessive…
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'Red-Hell-Fire' was a person with a more beautiful appearance than anyone Shin Jae-eon had ever seen. His neat eyebrows that looked like they were drawn with ink, his sparkling pink lips that didn't have anything on them, and his slightly flushed cheeks melted Shin Jae-eon's heart. 'Oh, no... I almost forgot to say something because I was fascinated by that face.' Shin Jae-eon belatedly managed his expression and received the bouquet. "You buy me a bouquet every time we meet. You don't have…-
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Red-Hell-Fire “The work we put in almost fell apart because of that eyesore, Red-Hell-Fire.” ‘That’s a relief.’ “Someday, let’s rip off his head and pour filth on it.” ‘No… that’s a bit...’ This time, they were gathered in a brightly lit reception room. But outside the window, the sound of rain, wind, and crashing waves sounded threatening. They were sitting on the sofa inside a mansion that was presumed to be a villa on a cliff, exuding a gloomy…
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Gangnam was a very safe area even in Seoul, so doing something like this suggested they were confident in their abilities to some extent. He wiggled his arms, trying to loosen the ropes binding his hands, but gave up. Shin Jae-eon was just an ordinary citizen who was luckier than most, with no special abilities. "Unless they're complete psychopaths, they'll release the hostages later. Just hang in there until then." Suddenly, a different kind of ominous feeling washed over him, unlike what he'd…
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The copier broke down. This damn copier had never worked properly, not even once. It was like the balding supervisor who tormented him, relentlessly harassing him for the three years he'd been with the company. Especially on busy days like today, when he had to volunteer for overtime, nothing was more frustrating than a broken copier. "Please… I'm really busy today… The important meeting is soon, and I don't have time to go out." Gritting his teeth, Jae-eon clasped his hands together in…
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Nightmares plagued him every time he drifted off to sleep. He would wake up, press down on his pounding chest, and grab his phone. The world was saturated with news of Yoon Sookyung's death. It felt like every word in existence was solely for the sake of those three syllables: Yoon Sookyung. The accident occurred at Yoon Sookyung's new commercial shoot. The shoot was originally scheduled to begin during the day, but Yoon Sookyung was a full six hours late, so the cameras didn't start rolling until…-
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“Ha…” And he slowly lowered his head. He saw his crumpled shirt reeking of alcohol and his shabby, worn-out sneakers. He raised his head again. In the advertisement photo, Yoon Sookyung was wearing a t-shirt with a luxury brand logo and a watch that looked more expensive than the one Yoon Yichae advertised. Only then did he think he knew the cause of the stuffiness that filled his chest. Director Park Ho’s movie couldn’t possibly fail. No matter how lacking Yoon Sookyung was, he…
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If there are villains committing crimes, there are heroes to catch them. If villains move to destroy the world, heroes fight to protect it. Naturally, the two existences clashed anytime, anywhere, and shared victory and defeat each time they met. But the world is peaceful. Because… villains also work overtime. . . . Seven villains wearing black mesh veils gathered in the darkness, sitting in a circle holding black crosses. They were the seven children of the…
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"Hey, hey, were you surprised? Sorry. But what did you say your name was again?" "..." "Give me some tissues here. He might hit me at this rate." The director grabbed as many napkins as he could and pressed them against Soogyeom's chest as if crushing it. Soogyeom only stumbled back with a thud, unable to react in any way. The wet napkins fell to the floor with a plop. "..." The smile disappeared from the director's face as he lowered his hand. The air circulating around also sank…
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