Bree
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"Ihyun, did you have P.E.?" "…Yeah. It's hot, back off a little." "Did you even run? Why are you so dry? Oh, I get it. You just sat around, didn’t you?" "…I played soccer." Kim Doyeol flipped his collar and slipped a hand under his shirt. "This part’s a little damp." His hand brushed over Ihyun’s lower stomach and began moving upward. Park Ihyun inhaled sharply. "Hey, stop…" He pushed Doyeol away with an irritated look. Doyeol blinked. Then he grabbed Ihyun’s chest with a…-
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The conversation shifted to the other students in the film club. Ihyun couldn’t relate at all. He didn’t know the girl who rejected Kim Seojun, nor could he laugh at the impressions of a cram school teacher. While quietly finishing his meal, Ihyun suddenly realized—he was just a film club acquaintance to Kim Doyeol. Someone whose face he vaguely knew. Had he been pretending they were closer than they really were? "Ihyun-ah." Tap, tap. Kim Doyeol’s hand patted his shoulder. Park Ihyun, who had…
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1. There was nowhere to go. Park Ihyun pressed down on his hangover-laced head with the palm of his hand. A sigh escaped him. Staring at Kim Doyeol’s face, still marked from the hit, made a tangle of emotions churn messily inside him. They were walking far too earnestly down a completely wrong path. Park Ihyun bought a pack of cigarettes and sat on one of the plastic chairs in front of the convenience store. As he pulled the chair, it scraped loudly against the concrete. The dull ache left after sex…
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Chapter 21 Hee-beom tucked his chin in and apologized. He knew Sung-jin would be upset. A customer hadn’t been able to eat and had left most of the food untouched—what restaurant owner would like that? But Sung-jin didn’t look sad. “Well, I mean… it happens. Then, uh, did they eat the cooked stuff?” “They finished the grilled meat.” “Yeah? Then what’s this plate? Do they want more kimchi pancakes?” “Oh, yes. But, you know, like with the corn cheese earlier, that’s…-
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Chapter 20 Sung-jin spent quite a while cooking. Since the assorted sashimi platter was on the pricier side, it came with several side dishes. Not just the sashimi, but also kimchi pancakes, corn cheese, a few pieces of boiled octopus, half a grilled fish, and some fried squid. Nothing too extravagant, but definitely things people would reach for. "This is the last one. Everything’s out, right?" Sung-jin asked, handing over the sizzling corn cheese, the cheese bubbling on top. Taking…
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Chapter 6 The customer was a middle-aged woman. She wore modest clothes and small-framed glasses. Sivonne, unsure what to do, stiffly bent at the waist like a robot and greeted her. “W-welcome.” “Hm? Thanks? But where’s Mr. Seon?” “Ah, he, um… he’s upstairs for a moment.” The customer seemed to be well-acquainted with Haewoon. She asked gently, “Could you call him for me? There’s something I asked him to find. I also have a few questions.” “Oui, madame… I…-
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Chapter 5 The brief sense of emotion Sivonne had felt shattered to pieces. With a cold, expressionless face, he glared at Haewoon. “Be honest. Us running into each other here—was it just a coincidence?” “Huh? Nooo~ I came looking for you, Sivonne.” “It just happened to be your meetup spot for a secondhand trade.” “That’s all fate.” Fate, my ass. How could someone be so shameless? His poker face was flawless—and annoyingly good-looking—which made it even more…
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Chapter 4 4. Old antiques Sivonne came down from the rooftop of the building. Worried that people might look at him strangely if they saw someone barefoot and wearing only a thin, ragged outfit, he took the stairs instead of the elevator. Even as he stepped onto the floor as cold as ice, he didn’t feel unbearably chilled. If anything, his feet felt light. Sivonne descended the six-story building as if floating. He only really came to his senses when he pushed open the building’s glass doors and…
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Chapter 3 It felt like someone had hooked a claw into the back of his neck and yanked hard. The chill that ran through Sivonne’s skull made him hold his breath. His tongue felt frozen, words wouldn’t come. Was this what novels described as “a murderous aura”? Flames of contempt sparked in Sivonne’s eyes as he glared at Haewoon. But Haewoon remained completely unfazed. Instead, he twirled his spoon lazily and tossed out a light remark. “You staring like that isn’t gonna burn a hole…
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Chapter 2 The clothes the man brought were a gray knit sweater with loose threads here and there, and a pair of sweatpants. The pants were badly stretched out at the seat, and the underwear was a pair of light blue, loose-fitting checkered boxers. “These clothes… no, forget the clothes. Is the underwear at least new?” Sivonne picked up the waistband of the boxers with just his thumb and index finger as he asked. “Of course. I bought them from a store.” “I see… But don’t most…
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