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MYFL | Prologue
So what’s the situation now? Beomchan’s eyes were fixed straight ahead. In front of him was his first love, Seungjae. His gaze slid to the small boy sitting next to him. The boy’s eyes met Beomchan’s in mid-air. The boy, who appeared to be about four or five years old, had his chubby cheeks flushed red as he half-hid behind Seungjae, whom he was clinging to. He looked exactly like Seungjae, though his personality seemed to be different. It’s not uncommon to run into your first love. Just…-
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MYFL | Chapter 4.4
From that day until the day before the exam, Beomchan studied like crazy. Really like crazy. If he had started this earlier, he might have been the top student in the school. But that wasn’t what he needed now. ⋆˚🐾˖° "Mom, I'm heading out." With the exam hall right in front of him, Beomchan unbuckled his seatbelt and spoke. His mom, who had seemed worry-free when they left the house, now wore a tense expression—perhaps influenced by the atmosphere in front of the exam hall. "Do your…-
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MYFL | Chapter 4.3
Unrequited love for someone who doesn’t see you as a romantic interest inevitably brings moments of misery. But Beomchan knew—if it weren’t for this, they wouldn’t have gotten this close or hugged like this. Seungjae’s hand slowly and rhythmically patted his back. Between his childlike sobs, Seungjae’s soothing voice blended in. He was angry, upset, and filled with regret and disappointment. Burying his head in Seungjae’s shoulder, he held on for a long time. Later, Beomchan thought…-
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MYFL | Chapter 4.2
His brown hair resembled the pale, faint color of the coffee mix I often made for my dad at the taekwondo dojo. His distinctly round eyes were a similar shade—just a bit darker. The thin-framed glasses he wore suited him so well that it felt like he had been born with them. His transparent, pale skin, with thin pink veins faintly visible here and there, looked as if someone had carefully wrapped him up and only now let him out into the world—like he had never once experienced the scorching sun or…-
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MYFL | Chapter 4.1
Unlike his older brother—who quit taekwondo early on because he found dealing with young kids difficult and sought a different path—Beomchan found his calling in it. Even as a high school student, he assisted as a junior master at his father’s dojo. He loved sports and saw it as his vocation. It’s not that he didn’t study hard, but maybe he lacked talent, as his scores didn’t reflect his efforts. Still, he wasn’t discouraged by that. After all, how can someone be good at everything?…-
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MYFL | Chapter 3.9
He hated this feeling. His insides churned as if he were about to throw up, everything bothering him at once. The words he had said to Beomchan that day were sincere, and he still had no intention of taking them back. However, Beomchan’s hurt expression, Yeonji’s words, and Woojoo’s worried face all combined to create an unpleasant pressure. He didn’t feel good. But he didn’t know what to say or how to bring it up. Normally, he would have avoided such uncomfortable situations as much as…-
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MYFL | Chapter 3.8
The emotions that had been teetering on the edge of his throat all weekend came surging up, shaking his entire body. “It’s not… I, hhh, it’s not… hic…” No. No, this isn’t happening. But the tears had already started falling. They ran down his cheeks, dripping past his trembling chin. Panicked, Beomchan clumsily covered his face with both hands. This wasn’t how he wanted to look in front of Seungjae. “…Are you crying?” Seungjae sounded caught off guard. Then,…-
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MYFL | Chapter 3.7
Hong Yeonji let out a deep sigh before glancing back at the café—no, to be precise, at Joo Seungjae inside the café—hesitating over whether she should say something. But that hesitation didn’t last long. “So, um…” The words that followed were nothing short of shocking. Apparently, some creeps had been sending weird messages to the café’s SNS account for a while now. Since Beomchan barely used SNS despite having an account, he had no clue what kind of messages she was talking…-
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MYFL | Chapter 3.6
When he finished talking, Beomjin quietly pushed himself away from the table. He didn’t say another word, just turned to leave. Beomchan thought to himself—so even in his brother’s eyes, he must look pretty damn pathetic. He would have kept thinking that, if not for the one thing Beomjin muttered at the entrance. “Don’t do anything stupid.” Beomjin slipped his feet into his shoes and spoke in a low voice. The moment those words hit, Beomchan couldn’t help but frown. Did he even…-
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MYFL | Chapter 3.5
Beomjin’s brows twitched in clear annoyance at the response. He shot Beomchan a look as if questioning whether he had really just said that and threw the words right back at him. “What the hell?” “I mean… why are you here without even calling first?” The age gap between them wasn’t that big, yet even now, as an adult, Beomchan still felt intimidated whenever they ran into each other like this. Maybe it was because he had practically been raised by Beomjin in their parents’…-
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