Xixi
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"Your hands are really small." Out of nowhere, Baek Do-won struck up a conversation. I-rok had been staring blankly into space, his elbow resting on one knee while his chin was propped up in his palm. When Do-won's touch suddenly reached for his wrist, completely unguarded, I-rok quickly straightened his posture and looked at him. He had been feeling strangely dazed ever since they returned from their late-night walk. In the middle of a drinking game that had reached its peak, the two had slipped…-
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When Do-won emphasized his struggles, Han I-rok gazed at him for a moment before suddenly letting out a quiet chuckle. ‘What… what was that? Why is he laughing?’ It wasn’t his imagination. It was brief, but Irok’s lips had undeniably curled into a slow, rounded smile. Do-won was certain—this was the first time he had ever seen Han I-rok smile. “Yeah. You worked hard.” “Oh… uh….” Did he come off like someone who desperately wanted to hear those words? Had he acted so…
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That same feeling proved right the next morning. Having woken up at dawn, Do-won ignored the unpacked boxes still sitting in his apartment and changed into a light anorak and knee-length shorts. Since he had woken up early for once, Do-won figured he might as well go for a workout and headed to a nearby park. But the moment he reached the park entrance, he ran straight into Han I-rok, who had gotten there first. “…….” I-rok, who had been jogging along the track at the park's perimeter,…
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"My life is cursed." Do-won’s unfocused eyes wandered through the air. He couldn’t even pick up the cup in front of him in one go, fumbling twice before finally managing to grasp it. He weakly took a sip through the straw, but after only a few sips of the latte, he put it down again with a sigh. Yu-jeong, who had been absentmindedly fiddling with their phone, spoke quietly after hearing the deep sigh. "Yeah… Hyunjin Electronics' stock dropped a lot. It went down by six…
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“Hey… Uh, sorry. It wasn’t on purpose.” Returning from washing up after the milk incident, I-rok deliberately avoided Baek Do-won’s apologetic gaze. “It’s fine.” Everything felt strange in an inexplicable way—his emotions, the situation he was in, even the flow of the air around him. I-rok didn’t know what to do. It had been that way since the moment Baek Do-won first walked into the unit room. He had greeted him with a bright, “You’re here early!” and smiled, and for…
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Do-won had been acting strangely these days. Of course, I-rok had thought Do-won was strange from the very first impression, and even after all this time, he had never considered his actions or way of thinking to be normal. But lately, Do-won had been acting especially odd. “You know about the event this week, right? On Thursday?” After their group meeting, Do-won, who happened to be heading in the same direction, asked I-rok. I-rok quietly looked down at Do-won, who was matching his pace beside…
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Do-won stared at the empty seat beside him. Draped over the chair was Han I-rok’s uniform jacket, which Do-won had taken care of. He had carefully shaken off the glass shards from the broken lighting fixture and carried it back, making sure it wouldn’t wrinkle. But without its rightful owner, the once-impressive uniform now felt like an ordinary suit. He felt sorry, yet grateful. He wanted to scold I-rok for what he did, but at the same time… he couldn’t help but think it was a little…
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Han I-rok stood at one corner of the stage, holding a crystal plaque, waiting. His job was to hand over the plaques when the slightly potbellied man standing at the podium microphone called out names. The event turned out to be larger than Do-won had expected, with broadcast cameras and reporters present, seated in the audience. A solemn and serious atmosphere filled the room. Aside from the occasional click of camera shutters, only small whispers could be heard. While everyone focused on the stage,…
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Holding the long-awaited uniform in his hands, Do-won felt a mix of emotions. It wasn’t exactly joy at officially becoming a promotional ambassador… Rather, it was a strange sense of belonging. Instead of simply being part of a large structure like school—where he had drifted along, following the same path as everyone else—he now felt tied to something much smaller and more specific. Even as a child, Do-won had never once joined something as common as the Cub Scouts. He had seen kids in…
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If only every day could be an exciting, upward trend. But even the steadiest rising chart had to experience corrections now and then, and today was that day for Do-won. “Damn, should I have sold yesterday…?” Brushing his teeth while checking his stock app, Do-won frowned at the chart glowing blue. The market wasn’t doing well today. Since there hadn’t been any major issues recently, he hadn’t been paying close attention—only to be hit with a sudden downturn. It seemed like his stocks…
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