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  • SMNTCERR, Special Chapter 16: Syntax Error #2

    SMNTCERR, Special Chapter 16: Syntax Error #2. 

       They agreed to meet between the airport and Jaeyoung’s house, even though it was supposed to be in the middle, according to the map, it was very close to

       Jaeyoung’s house. However, the other party did not arrive on time, causing Jaehong to wait for almost an hour.

       Jaehong was at an outdoor cafe, drinking espresso under the sun shining down on his head. In the meantime, he sent three emails to clients and talked on the phone with high-level executives of an insurance company.

       – [But Mister Jang, I heard that you took a vacation… I wonder if I misunderstood.] 

       [I did take a vacation, but there is still some time remaining.] 

       – [Haha, you’re still as dedicated as ever. Where did you go on your trip?] 

       [I am on the west coast of America.] 

       – [Sounds like a place with great weather.] 

       While Jang Jaeyoung was about to answer, Jaeyoung arrived. Although the windshield was tinted and made it difficult to see the driver’s face, it was clear that there was someone driving – a red Ferrari Superfast parked by the small coffee shop.

       [I guess I have to hang up now. If you have any other business, please send me an email.] 

       – [Okay! Have fun on your hot holiday.] 

       Jaehong hung up the phone and looked at his twin brother who had just gotten out of a high-performance sports car with a long hood.

       They hadn’t seen each other for a year. The other side still looked the same. Jaeyoung was wearing a white button-down shirt with rolled-up sleeves that reached his elbows and beige shorts, with half of his face hidden behind sunglasses. He wondered why the other side always dressed so elegantly, but of course, his brother was wearing turquoise loafers.

       Jaeyoung raised his arm over his shoulder to lock his car with the key. Then he walked towards Jaehong with an emotionless face.

       ‘Hollywood Star came on its own.’

       The onlookers from the nearby table, who used to eye Jaehong, were now drawn in the opposite direction. Jaehong felt used to this feeling because even though they looked alike, Jaeyoung always attracted attention from people since they were kids.

       Jaehong was quite reserved, unlike his twin brother who enjoyed attention from others. He was the type who knew how to attract attention and use it. When they were kids, they had to move frequently due to their dad’s job. No matter which country they went to, the other side could quickly learn the language and make other kids become like his groupies. That boy grew up to be a topic of conversation wherever he went.

       When they heard that he would study abroad, Jaehong thought the other side would remain quiet for a while, but it turned out not to be the case. Jang Jaeyoung worked as an album cover designer for a hip-hop artist and became a star designer. His non-traditional album cover, which used symbols that could be interpreted in many ways, became a scorching subject of discussion and even caused controversies, parodies, art, and more. It was considered the most problematic artwork of the year. Even the New York Times and Times were caught and dragged into the mud, asking, ‘Is this art or vulgarity?’ Eventually, the President of the United States made a condemnation comment on social media, causing the issue to spread worldwide like a wildfire, and the result was an intelligent rapper who had been anonymous for a long time rising to the top of the Billboard charts. Meanwhile, Jaeyoung was named the

       ‘Most Eye-Catching Graphic Designer of the Year.’

       Jaeyoung increased his worth with personal projects and occasionally participated in exhibitions. After completing his master’s degree, he worked for a branding company and is currently an art director, receiving attention for his outstanding works, such as designing logos for famous sports brands, changing the NBA team logos, and more.

       “Don’t you have any work to do?”

       The arrogant graphic designer who had a good background and made good fortune whispered as he took off his sunglasses, his eyes wanting to see the side face of the other party. However, Jaeyoung sat down opposite Jaehong without paying the slightest attention and opened his mouth wide.

       “Didn’t you sleep?”

       “I just came back from Copenhagen three hours ago, so I’m dying.”

       “You could have slept on the plane.”

       “I was watching a movie.”

       “I guess we should meet at the airport.”

       “I really want to see something at home, even if I don’t get to see it.”

       Jaeyoung wiped away the remaining tears from the corners of his eyes before placing his cell phone, wallet, car keys, and something in a white envelope on the table. He called for a waiter and ordered a Caffè Americano with lots of ice, and carelessly handed a white envelope with his index and middle fingers. The far right corner was written with a chicken scratch that was difficult to read even with good vision.

       [Jang Jae-Hong.] 

       Jaehong opened the envelope and frowned. When he opened the white background card, he found the names of the two grooms, the wedding date, and a rough map.

       “Why did you print the invitation cards?”

       “They got prepared two years ago.”

       “…”

       “My partner is very meticulous in preparing everything.”

       “The design doesn’t seem suitable for you.”

       “It wasn’t like this at first, I’ve revised it twelve times.”

       Is it too late to turn back? Jaehong looked deep into Jaeyoung’s eyes, but the other party seemed reluctant and looked only tired and pathetic. 

       “Man, you don’t seem to be looking forward to it.”

       “I’ve been engaged for five years and have been preparing for two years. I’m not impressed with anything special anymore.”

       Jaeyoung looked at his nails and casually replied with a white gold ring with small embedded diamonds on his fourth finger.

       “Not yet.”

       Six months? Jaehong evaluated the remaining time in his mind.

       Jaehong’s coworker broke off the engagement two days before the wedding. No. Let’s not talk about the distant past. The fiance of the man Jaehong fell for suddenly appeared at the dormitory when he and that man were becoming intimate with each other. When they went back and forth, he found out that the apartment was a dormitory where the couple would move in together in a month, after the wedding. And they broke off the wedding without looking pretty in front of Jaehong.

       While he was considering what to say, Jaeyoung’s ringtone suddenly became louder. Jaeyoung quickly answered the call and used both hands to hold the communication device close to his ear.

       “Oh, are you home?”

       Jaehong squinted at his twin brother as if he were a stranger.

       “Really? It was quiet there. Oh, and now I’m so exhausted as if I’m about to die. Hurry up and come help me quickly. Oh, someone asked me to come out and meet him for a moment. Didn’t you see the message? Did you see it? It’s a friend whom you don’t know, well… really.”

       The other person raised their eyebrows and glanced at Jaehong before quickly looking back at the table.

       “Well, tell you the truth, he is a friend named Eric… the financial manager I met when we went to work in Berlin, that English guy.”

       Jang Jaeyoung’s condition was worse off than he had imagined. Even though he might say it himself, he had to be caught one day, but he thought it was a

       joke. The other person must have held some vulnerable point to impress him like that. And furthermore, ‘the financial manager who is an English person’, is that so? Even though it’s not a lie, that’s not the best description either.

       “Well, are you coming back soon? I want to see you soon.”

       Jaeyoung spoke like an idiot with a stupid face. Then, when he puts down the phone, he looks at the cone and criticizes it.

       “Really curious.”

       As soon as he puts the phone on the table, the background image appears immediately, a picture of Jaeyoung hugging ‘that man’ from behind, resting his chin on his shoulder. That man is wearing sunglasses, making his face unclear. In addition, Jaeyoung covers the top section of the person’s arm with a towel, making it impossible to know what the shape is. Judging from the legs, it can only be guessed that ‘that man’ figure is thin.

       “What are you looking at?”

       Jaeyoung reached out his hand to lock the screen, Jaehong reluctantly looked at the black screen unable to speak.

       “We… aren’t going to the sea, right?”

       When they were eight, they played at the seaside and almost died together. After that, both of them developed aquaphobia and Jaehong never dreamed of playing in the water by the beach or bathing in the tub again. Jaeyoung responds carelessly.

       “I conquered it six years ago.”

       “Did you undergo therapy?”

       “No, I just wanted to see him in a swimsuit. So, I couldn’t help it.”

       “…”

       “I even surfed.”

       “You… surf? On the water?”

       “Yes, well, here it is, Scuba Dive Running, have you heard of it?”

       Jaeyoung sighed heavily once again and grabbed something from his pants pocket, a vape, that’s it. The man in front of Jaehong seems to be more unfamiliar every time.

       “Are you going to quit smoking?”

       “Not to that extent.”

       “Then… why?”

       “Stop making it a habit, once a year.”

       “…”

       Jaeyoung blinked slowly and then took a puff of his e-cigarette. Meanwhile, drinks were being served. A male staff placed plastic cups on the tray on the table. There was a Spanish-looking young man who seemed to be in his early twenties and looked sexually provocative, but Jaeyoung didn’t even glance at him. Instead, Jaehong tried to take his gaze away from the staff and looked at Jaeyoung.

       “Throughout these seven years…have you really only been dating that one man?”

       “Yes.”

       “You’ve never broken up even once?”

       “Like a high-speed train in a sleeper.”

       “Never looked at anyone else?”

       “What? Chu Sangwoo is not that daring.”

       “No, I mean you.”

       “What? Are you saying that I will definitely die like that or be imprisoned for life?”

       Jaeyoung’s face turned pale and his body trembled. Jaehong lowered his voice, pressed the volume down, and called the other person’s name softly.

       “Jang Jaeyoung.”

       “What?”

       “Just tell me what weakness you have been trapped in. I’ve come to help you.”

       Jaeyoung sprayed the coffee he had just drunk out. Jaehong looked at the ceiling, wiped his mouth with a cloth, wiped his mobile phone and arm with his gaze. After the small but chaotic incident passed, Jaeyoung’s lips curled into a smile, unable to speak.

       “So, you’ve come on a vacation, haven’t you? I’m just playing around.”

       “Haa?”

       “But it’s not just a fling.”

       “So what is it?”

       “Because I was captured by the weakness called a heart.”

       He wondered if the man sitting across from him, with a red face while sipping coffee, was really his older brother. While Jaeyoung quietly looked at his watch, Jaehong sighed and pulled his hair in frustration.

       Unreasonable anger and suppressed emotions engulfed him. If he wasn’t pressured to get married, it would mean Jaeyoung chose that man himself. It would be normal for someone else to help with marriage after being together with someone for a long time and being accustomed to it. But Jang Jaeyoung, whom Jaehong knew, was the type of person who didn’t want to do it. No matter what method, Jaehong refused to do it.

       “Why are you dating that man?”

       “It’s embarrassing to talk about it.”

       “There must be a reason, right? I don’t understand.”

       Jaehong couldn’t believe it. The fact that the person in front of him had been dating only one person for so long, and that he planned to get married without even the slightest resistance. Jaeyoung shrugged and answered.

       “There’s nothing special, just… he’s cute.”

       “His appearance?”

       When Jaehong laughed mockingly, the other party spoke nonchalantly.

       “Our personalities match well. Besides that, there’s something else… actions, ways of thinking, tone of voice, way of speaking, atmosphere, gaze. Even in terms of cleanliness, he’s good. Altogether, he’s just cute.”

       “…”

       “Sometimes, I’m surprised when I see him beside me. Oh, that kid, he’s unbelievably cute.”

       Jaehong was greatly impacted mentally, but he pretended not to feel anything and casually asked.

       “Hey, if you date someone else for the first time, you might change your mind.”

       “That’s not the case. Besides, it’s already too late.”

       “What do you mean by ‘too late’?”

       “I’ve already said it. If you want to quit, you have to exchange it with your life.”

       Jaeyoung smiled casually while sipping coffee, looking unlike someone who speaks in a serious tone. The other person’s eyes curved into a mischievous smile.

       “Sounds like a joke, huh? Well, it’s not. I’m serious.”

       Once he thought that Jaeyoung, who lived according to his own desires, was cool. However, now he has changed from aggressive investing to a safer investment approach. Jaehong couldn’t stand the fact that Jaeyoung, who used to live a remarkable life, had become mediocre.

       “So, you’re just like the others.”

       Although Jaeyoung pondered the question, Jaehong considered it an acceptance.

       “Even if it’s you, you should give the other party a chance to play with another man.”

       Jaeyoung’s eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was in a daze. The other person stared at Jaehong silently before finally breaking the ice.

       “Did you mistakenly eat the upper part of the machine or something?”

       Jaehong easily noticed the caution from that fierce expression. Now he understood why Jang Jaeyoung had kept his love hidden to such an extent. He laughed instinctively.

       “You’re not confident enough, huh?”

       “What?”

       “You’re afraid that he won’t care about you if he sees me and so you won’t introduce us, right?”

       Jaeyoung looked at Jaehong calmly, substituting his answer with a cold gaze.

       Jaehong returned the gaze challengingly.

       “Why hide him like that? What would I do if he actually cares about me?”

       “…”

       “For me, a throuple is not a problem.”

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  • SMNTCERR, Special Chapter 15: Syntax Error #1

    SMNTCERR, Special Chapter 15: Syntax Error #1. 

       [This plane will travel from London Heathrow Airport to San Diego International Airport, with an estimated arrival time of 11 hours and 46 minutes, and is expected to have a temperature of 24 degrees Celsius….] 

       The young woman hurriedly boarded the plane while listening to the captain’s announcement. Along the narrow aisle, apart from herself, there were only flight attendants walking back and forth. As for the passengers, they were all seated with their seat belts fastened.

       “It’s a good idea to end up in Business Class. Otherwise, there is no hope of walking to the end of the plane.”

       The young woman tied her blonde hair on her neck, slightly sweaty, before lifting her bag and placing it in the overhead compartment. As she was about to sit down, she caught the eye of the man sitting next to her.

       The Asian man in a gray silk suit sat quietly, holding a notepad in his hand. The formal atmosphere combined with his open forehead, which revealed his hairline, made him look like a high-ranking businessman. But in reality, he was just an ordinary young man, with slightly powdered hair, before diverting his gaze back to the notepad. The young woman slowly took her seat.

       The young woman sneakily glanced at the other side while he was jotting something down in the notepad with a leaking ink pen. Could he be a successful businessperson from a young age or the heir to a large corporation? Or perhaps he’s an unknown Korean or Hong Kong actor in Europe?

       At that moment, the black ink pen slipped from his finger, falling to the floor and rolling to hit her shoe.

       [Excuse me, can you hand it back to me?] 

       His voice was low and heavy, making it seem like he was a foreigner. But once she heard him speak, she realized he was an Englishman with a fluent RP [1] accent.

       [Yes, sure.] 

       The young woman replied with a smile, extending a pen. Then her eyes, which were more brown than black, looked at him. And in an instant, the young man expressed his gratitude gently, but he didn’t show any interest in her, which was a pity.

       ‘He looks like a second-generation fortune teller, a high-ranking resident, fluent in 4 languages, a member of the Cricket Club [2], rides horses and yachts, and went to a prestigious school. Then he graduated from the Economics 

       Faculty of Cambridge University and is about to start working in the city.’ 

       While the young woman brushes her long hair, the young man put his notepad and a soaked pen into his briefcase and took out a book, a newly published Japanese novel, a bestseller. It was just like the book she had in her handbag.

       [I’m reading that book too.] 

       As she picked up the book and opened it to the page where she left off, she immediately heard a deep, soothing voice from the side.

       [I don’t know if it has such a detailed portrayal of emotions that it becomes implausible. If it’s like that, I think I’ll stop reading.] 

       [The description by the author is so detailed and intricate, as if it perfectly portrays the emotions of the dog.] 

       [Thank you for saving my time.] 

       The young man closed the book and put it back in his bag. This time, he held a tablet in his hand and the young woman thought that maybe her playful guess about what he was doing in his free time might be correct.

       [Are you going to do something in California?] 

       Upon hearing her question casually, the young man immediately replied without taking his eyes off the screen.

       [I heard the news that my sibling who lives there is getting married.] 

       [That’s great news.] 

       The young man, who used to have a calm and cool expression, smiled slightly, with a sexy crease between his eyebrows, the young woman thought.

       [No. It’s sad news because he is not suitable for the institution of marriage.] 

       [So, you decided to join the army to help your siblings from that scary system, huh?] 

       [Well, for now at least. I don’t know if it will go as planned.] 

       The young man continued to look at his tablet while asking the girl where she wanted to go. It seemed more like a polite question rather than a genuine curiosity, but either way, it was an opportunity to draw attention to himself.

       The girl smiled playfully.

       [It’s just a solo vacation, really. I’ve been so busy lately that I haven’t even seen the sun or the moon. But, oh well. I guess looking at London’s boring sky won’t help either. So, I thought I’d go sunbathe on the beach alone for a week.] 

       [Sounds like a good daydream plan.] 

       Even though she had mentioned being single twice, it was still an acceptable response. She wondered if he was married and looked at his left hand, but there was no ring. So, she decided to take another chance and try her luck.

       [Going to a beautiful place after being in a crowded city is like a good omen. My name is Susan.] 

       [Nice to meet you, I am Eric.] 

       She thought that was a name that matched well with her classic appearance.

       At the same time, the girl took out her business card and handed it to the other party. He was a neurosurgeon, a position that would definitely leave an impression. It was an opportunity not to be missed.

       The man took the business card first, then took out a leather wallet from his inner suit pocket with a calm expression. When he opened the wallet halfway and revealed an expensive picture, the picture of him holding a girl, the young man checked his wallet and shrugged as if disappointed.

       [Looks like I forgot to bring my business cards. I apologize.] 

       ‘You already have a child!’ 

       The girl felt disappointed but immediately gave in. Hoping that such a handsome man would still be single was looking at the world too positively from the start.

       [Oh, it’s okay. I’m glad we had a chance to talk and exchange. I’m tired now. I guess I’ll have to rest my eyes for a while.] 

       The girl smiled as if nothing had happened and took a blindfold from the seat pocket in front of her.

       ***.

       The young man folded his wallet and put it in his shirt pocket again. The photo that he intentionally kept always had a good effect. In addition, there are advantages different from a fake wedding ring that can be picked out and shown only when you want to show it, that’s it. 

       The girl in the picture is the four-year-old daughter of a Chinese colleague. Sometimes back, she might be ten years old now. The girl with her eyes covered and turned her face the other way is a beautiful girl with a brain, but for him, she is just a goal that he doesn’t belong to. 

       The young man, or Jaehong, doesn’t care about the opposite gender at all, even a little bit. At the age of sixteen, while his twin brother was pursuing a blonde girl in the same class because he wanted to be friends with her, Jaehong secretly liked the Arab boy in the next class. 

       He studied at an old private school in the United Kingdom, graduated from  Senior School with the top rank, graduated from the prestigious Economics faculty of a world-renowned university with second-class honors, and became the director of the most important risk management fund of a major bank in London’s financial district. Jaehong is a conservative and likes perfectionism, he has a cautious personality and only walks on suitable and appropriate paths. 

       He is well aware that his preference for the same gender is a weakness, but since he cannot change it, he accepts it and continues to live, but not in a way that is publicly revealed. 

       [Dating: 0 times. 

       Night Stand: Over 700 times.] 

       He often goes to crowded areas or tourist attractions, meets unfamiliar men from a distance, and doesn’t meet them for a second time. He also keeps his preferences tightly closed to the people around him. Not only with his father who would kick him out of the house as soon as he found out the truth, but also with his friends and co-workers. He keeps his secrets tightly with only one person in this world who knows the truth.

       “Looking for someone? Sir?”

       He had his first experience at the age of seventeen with a male student he didn’t know, even the name, in the bathroom of the dormitory. Jaehong was so distraught that he had to call his twin brother in Korea after hearing the story that he had sex with another male student. Jang Jaeyoung seemed amused.

       “But what should I do? I’m busy, that’s it.”

       Then the other party seemed disinterested. Although it was not the response he expected, Jaehong felt relieved as if he had been comforted by something that didn’t seem significant to the other party. And when he found out that Jaeyoung didn’t talk to his family about the secret he shared, he began to trust the other party.

       Jaeyoung was a celebrity, always dating someone, and the partner changed every time he asked. He heard that Jaeyoung hadn’t been in a relationship for more than a year. When he saw that the other party had a clear problem, Jaehong felt relieved.

       [Incoming call, Bebe.]

       And then, seven years ago, Jaehong accidentally found out that Jaeyoung was dating a man at their uncle’s funeral.

       The other party didn’t explain anything, but the voice he heard on the phone was clearly a man’s voice, after answering the call. Jaeyoung acted strangely, even though he had caused trouble several times, the other party still had a good relationship with his grandfather, who was not a man who allowed his beloved grandson to miss family gatherings.

       Jaehong helped resolve the situation. At the same time, he wondered who that man was and what he said. Jang Jaeyoung had left everything and went to find the other party.

       While busy with work, time passed. Jaehong focused on his work, got promoted twice, and made a lot of money from managing stocks for politicians and actors, writing columns in business magazines, and had engraved his name as ‘Portfolio Manager [3]’ and ‘Financial Analyst’ on his business card.

       While Jaehong spent nights with many men he didn’t know, it seemed that

       Jaeyoung continued to date “Bebe,” who called him “Hyungnim” all the time.

       All the information Jaehong knew about that man was that he was younger by less than two years, a programmer, good-looking, and friendly. When it came to a secret lover, Jaeyoung was too reserved to even speak about it. He wouldn’t even let anyone see his picture. Even though he reluctantly asked him to introduce him during the first two years, the other party adamantly refused.

       ‘No way, over my dead body.’ 

       After they had been dating for three years. The other party kept making meaningless excuses, making even himself embarrassed.

       ‘Who? Oh, him? Seems like he went to work somewhere outside.’ 

       ‘He’s busy cleaning the keyboard. He couldn’t come out.’ 

       ‘He’s taking care of a sick cat.’ 

       ‘Watering the plants, busy.’ 

       And then Jaehong, who wondered if the man his twin was in relationship with really existed, received shocking news as the hot summer of the eighth year approached.

       [@gmystler.] 

       Jae, my good friend, is getting married in December. From next year onwards, I probably won’t have to listen to him brag about his boyfriend anymore, but instead, he will be bragging about his married husband!] It’s hard to believe the wedding news of my identical twin brother that he saw on the social media feed of the Hollywood actor, Jaehong immediately called Jaeyoung.

       [What? Why are you calling?] 

       “Jang Jaeyoung, are you getting married?”

       [The rumor has reached you too.] 

       “…”

       [Don’t come.] 

       “Why?”

       [Just kidding. If you come, um… wear a mask, don’t show your face.] 

       “Stop kidding… Are you really getting married?”

       [Yes.] 

       “Please don’t tell me it is to that ‘man.’”

       [Where else do I have another one? Busy, that’s all.] Jaehong was very surprised.

       They were completely different, but maybe it was because they saw their parents separate badly, that they had the same attitude towards marriage.

       Jaehong was satisfied with occasional casual relationships from the beginning. While Jaeyoung didn’t restrict his dating with anyone, he also spoke without hesitation, saying, ‘Marriage is a trash system.’

       Jaehong used to think that if one of them were to get married, that person would be willing to conform to social customs. Even though they didn’t like going to school the same way, while the younger brother endured and held back, the older brother opened the window and escaped outside.

       “Are you going to get married then?”

       Although Jaehong is more into one night stands than someone who has never been in a one night stand relationship before like Jang Jaeyoung, he is still far from being truly genuine. It’s hard to believe someone who easily gets bored with a relationship and is always looking for new excitement. Is he really thinking of getting married? That’s like being tied to one person for the rest of your life, like a dog with a collar around its neck.

       [Yes, I’ve been in a relationship with one man for seven years. It’s surprising, right?] 

       “Tell me straight, what is your weak point?”

       After the question from Jaehong over the phone and his serious inquiry, Jaeyoung burst into laughter for a while.

       [Weak point, huh… I’ve been caught red-handed.] 

       Then he went on to talk about other things. While Jaehong listened to his words, he realized that he had solved a mystery he had been wondering about.

       “Let’s meet and talk later, I’ll come find you.”

       [What about you?] 

       “Haven’t moved yet, right?”

       [Is it for real? I’ll be working until today. Starting tomorrow, I’ll have some time off. Not busy anymore.] 

       “Keep yourself available tomorrow afternoon.”

       [Fine, do whatever you want.] 

       As soon as they hung up, Jaehong bought a ticket immediately and now he’s flying to save the life of his stepbrother, as the woman laying next to him mentioned, because he doesn’t know what happened to Jang Jaeyoung’s brain that he will make the most evil and foolish decision ever made, without anyone else’s advice.

       First, he has to meet and analyze the situation realistically. What weak point has been caught? How wicked is the other person’s character, and how strong is the determination of the opposite side? What does he need to propose to make the other side stop and retreat? If that video or evidence is exposed, there will be some headaches, but Jaehong knows many lawyers who are capable enough to easily solve complicated problems.

       ‘I will help you myself, Jang Jaeyoung.’ 

       Jaehong was struggling with himself. The only other person he felt good with was his blood relative, the other part that would be linked to him until the day he died, and the friend who kept his secrets. As long as he could help that person, Jaehong would do everything.

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    [1]      RP, “Received Pronunciation.” Standard accent in spoken English in Britain, characterized by a relatively clear articulation, commonly used in radio stations like the BBC. 

    [2]      Cricket. It is a team sport played with 11 players per team, with one person designated as the bowler who throws the ball towards the three stumps placed on the field, called wickets. The team in batting is called the batsman, who tries to score runs by hitting the ball and running between the wickets until the fielders, who are the defending team, can retrieve the ball. 

    [3]      Portfolio Manager = Investment Portfolio Manager. 

       *Syntax Error*, an error that occurs due to incorrect formatting or grammar of a programming language. 

        

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  • SMNTCERR, Special Chapter 14: Crash to Desktop

    SMNTCERR, Special Chapter 14: Crash to Desktop. 

       Author: Mike R. Cornerman.

       [02-26 MON 19:34:28]

       Finally, the team has received a new employee. From now on, there will be a new person sitting next to me. I heard that he is a Korean who looks like a member of a boy band, K-pop. I wondered if he was a high school student, so I secretly asked Heather. I was surprised when the other person answered that he is 27 years old.

       [03-07 WED 16:22:19]

       The new coworker is polite and well-dressed, fashionable. Just as expected. He speaks a few words, according to the image. Heather asked for an easy report, but he wrote 11 pages. I saw that the woman next to him reacts positively, and it seems like he is a capable worker.

       [03-15 THU 11:05:34]

       I explained the related work, as requested by Mister Chu, and he listened until the end. After I finished, I told him to ask if he had any questions. He said that my talk seemed long and asked me to open the notepad to type. I haven’t met anyone who can use grammar perfectly without abbreviations or typos for months.

       [04-03 TUE 16:21:55]

       Luckily, there is a new employee who can communicate directly, and he is better than Louis who resigned.

       [04-11 WED 14:42:15]

       Mister Chu, his thinking is logical. It’s not that important, but sometimes I want to pinch his cheek.

       [04-20 FRI 18:25:08]

       I just found out that he is a game developer <Veggie Venturer> which was popular two to three years ago. When I told him that I really enjoy playing those games, he smiled at me for the first time.

       [04-24, TUE 11:12:45.]

       I tried searching on Google with the email ID of Chu’s company, but nothing came back. Then I tried searching on SNS, but it seems there is no activity. The account that I follow only has one graffiti artist.

       [05-04, FRI 10:52:29.]

       I just saw that he is wearing a ring on the ring finger of his left hand. Maybe it’s not because he already has a girlfriend.

       [05-06, SUN 14:41:30.]

       Let’s think about it. Chu’s ring looks exactly like a Rosary ring[1] my grandma, who passed away, used to wear a similar design. Is he a Roman Catholic too [2]? It doesn’t match him at all.

       [05-10, THU 13:57:06.]

       Jesse came to Chu’s table and kept saying that the shirt suits him well. Then she left, maybe she is interested in him

       [05-15, TUE 11:09:49.]

       God, Chu has understood that my name is “Michael” all along. We’ve been sitting next to each other for two months!

       [05-21. MON 13:56:11.]

       We had lunch together for the first time. Although the truth is that he was eating alone, I just happened to be sitting next to him.

       [05-24, THU 15:01:02.]

       The HR side gave Chu their business card. And he just started working, but he signed the card quickly. I asked for one of his business cards. Then he asked me what I would use it for. So, I made up a story about collecting business cards.

       [05-26, SAT 15:26:09.]

       I sent him a message on his mobile phone asking if he likes watching movies.

       Five hours later, I got a reply saying “I watched it before, there’s a story.” but the typos don’t seem to match with Chu typing style, the number written on the business card must be wrong, right?

       [06-08, FRI 14:22:06.]

       He has been wearing a black t-shirt and jeans for 2 weeks now. Is something bad happening or not?

       [06-11. MON 09:45:21.]

       May I request something? Chu! Just call me ‘Mike.’ Not ‘Michael,’ got it!

       [06-13, WED 17:41:10.]

       I saw Chu secretly making a video call in his native language in the temporary accommodation room. It felt more cute and entertaining than when he speaks English.

       Shall I try learning Korean sometime, shall I?

       [06-21, THU 12:57:26.]

       SANG-WOO… I wonder what his difficult-to-pronounce name means.

       [06-26, TUE 13:31:55.]

       Chu criticizes the inefficiency of my formatting code, which I quickly put together due to tight deadlines. I couldn’t argue with anything; it seems like Heather who walked by must have overheard everything.

       I never thought he would be the type to undermine others to make himself shine. I’ve been really disappointed that I tried to admire him, but from today onwards, we’re enemies.

       [06-27, WED 22:19:21.]

       I did overtime to find Chu’s mistakes, but couldn’t find any.

       [07-03, TUE 18:33:47.]

       Robot, try missing a bit.

       [07-12, THU 16:08:22.]

       While I was thinking about how to get revenge, I came up with a not-sonice nickname and secretly told Chris, the gossip king of our team. Soon, rumors will spread throughout the company.

       [07-13, FRI 18:32:11.]

       Achieved great success. Now, Chuis called ‘R-Chu-D-2’ instead. Go play in the sequel of Star Wars, you tin can!

       [07-16. MON 10:04:21.]

       The android sitting next to me is on vacation, the area is so quiet.

       [07-26, THU 17:29:56.]

       Is it normal for a company to be this boring?

       [07-30. MON 09:47:38.]

       R-Chu-D-2 came back… I have no idea where he went for my vacation, but he looks a little gloomy. Maybe I should try tanning too.

       [08-01, WED 13:47:32.]

       Mia Barren placed her hand on his shoulder and praised Chu. My heart was boiling, she was impressed with him.

       [08-02, THU 16:44:12.]

       He called me by the name ‘Michael’ for the third time. I pretended to be shocked. Then I went to protest to Heather that I couldn’t work with a stupid person who couldn’t even remember the names of the employees sitting next to him for half a year. If not, he would have to be fired. And then I was accused of being a crazy guy.

       [08-03, FRI 19:17:03.]

       While I was about to leave work, Chu came and apologized for what happened yesterday and said he would treat me to lunch next Sunday. Thank God. Now he called me by my name correctly.

       After returning home, my heart was still beating fast. Thank God.

       [08-06. MON 13:39:41.]

       Damn it! Damn it! Bastard! Why did we go for lunch with Midleton, Gregson, and Anderson, and why do I have to sit far away from him?

       Chu ate silently and when we started talking, he talked more and more, ignoring me completely. So I burst out saying, “Newbie like you, I can still beat you with my feet.” The atmosphere at that time… made me feel like I had become a fool.

       [08-10, FRI 09:51:36.]

       It seems like Chu is angry. He has been quiet and not talking for two to three days until we accidentally bumped into each other. Then he asked me if I have any experience in being a pro-gamer. I answered casually, but he kept insisting.

       [08-13. MON 16:14:28.]

       The man sitting next to me is annoying and irritating. He wonders why I’m good at playing games. I don’t really know if I should like or dislike his sarcasm.

       [08-16, THU 18:49:55.]

       I didn’t say anything excessive, but I can’t work properly because the Android robot is broken.

       [08-22, WED 23:36:12.]

       And then Heather came in, but instead of scolding him as the team leader, she jokingly said we should play a game to get to know each other. The situation turned into a funny one, and we made a bet to determine the winner and loser in a game. We have five more games scheduled within a week, and the team members are all excited and placing bets.

       I am currently practicing after work. I am very stressed.

       [08-27. MON 22:19:34.] Hard training.

       [08-28, TUE 23:57:03.]

       Damn, I can’t sleep. I think I’m going to win. Maybe….

       [08-29, WED 22:59:01.]

       Damn it. I forgot that the other person is Korean. The score is 4:1. And I lost. Even though I have been playing with my eyes closed since I was a child, I still end up losing so easily. I feel so ashamed. Not only to my teammates but also to people from other departments who came to watch.

       The final game which was <Minesweeper> ended with a blast from the first moment. I emerged as the champion.

       Now I’m drinking whiskey that Charlotte bought for me a year ago from Scotland. Cheers, Charlotte. [08-30, THU 11:01:23.] Sick leave.  [08-31, FRI 10:33:28.] Sick leave.

       [09-03. MON 09:44:39.]

       Heather helped me move my seat in the office to the farthest place from Chu.

       [09-04, TUE 14:23:56.]

       The new seat is nice and quiet. Even though it’s a bit annoying to have Jace and Middleton in sight.

       [09-06, THU 14:41:30.]

       This office is so spacious. It’s not a coincidence that we haven’t bumped into each other.

       [09-19, WED 13:44:01.]

       I always keep an eye on the time when he’s not at his desk and leaves his coffee behind. Damn, he caught me trying to do something sneaky with Middleton.

       It seems Chu misunderstood that I was trying to secretly kill him.

       [10-03, WED 15:01:22.]

       While smoking a cigarette with Walker, I heard a rumor that Tiffany Clarke was interested in Chu and even told him last year that she liked him.

       [10-04, THU 17:31:25.]

       I accidentally had coffee with Sally and she brought up the rumor. She said, ‘Chu is cute, but giving sweet looks to someone else’s man is a bitch move.’ Fuck, what are women’s eyes made of? So, she’s cute? Who is she talking about? And she’s someone else’s man? I don’t have any words.

       [10-16, TUE 14:05:51.]

       Damn, Sally keeps calling Chu, ‘the man with an owner’. We argued about his rights for a while. She even said it’s a Rosary Ring thing.

       [10-17, WED 11:04:55.]

       I confronted Sally to check the truth, and she confirmed that Chu has a lover.

       Damn, damn, damn, damn! I hate this world.

       And I lost $50 in bets too.

       [10-20, SAT 16:44:23.]

       After drinking continuously for 4 days, I started to feel like I was addicted to alcohol.

       [10-21, SUN 20:21:16.]

       It must be a lie that humans with cyborgs have lovers. That cold-hearted guy would never have a lover, no matter how you look at it, right?

       [10-22. MON 09:31:41.]

       I waited for Chu at the office entrance and asked him if he really had a lover. He handed me his phone without saying anything, and there was a picture of a male model that I didn’t know. I thought maybe he opened the wrong file, so I followed him with my eyes until he reached his desk. He told me to wait until tomorrow, he would bring clear evidence to show me.

       I hope tomorrow never comes.

       [10-23, TUE 09:59:12.]

       Damn it, he brought a picture of him kissing that guy from yesterday. My heart sank to my stomach, but I couldn’t help but admire his impressive editing skills.

       [10-24, WED 10:16:48.]

       The person who proudly claimed to be his lover sent a huge flower basket that couldn’t pass through the door to the office. Everyone went out to see and took pictures with that flower basket. The first person to take a selfie with it was, of course, Heather, who should be questioned about why she came to such a prestigious workplace.

       Lovers, clearly playing a drama.

       [10-25, THU 09:01:05.]

       I’m focusing on my work attentively.

       [10-26, FRI 11:17:37.]

       I don’t miss Chu at all.

       [10-30, TUE 17:24:01.]

       There is a rumor that the new female programmer is all over Chu, what nonsense! Walkeger, stop asking me useless questions!

       [11-05. MON 13:45:52.]

       1, What have you done in the past year?

       [11-09, FRI 23:17:08.]  Suddenly, I miss you.

       [11-11, SUN 02:14:46.]

       The end-of-year party is coming up. I want to give him a gift, as he has been working hard this year. I just want to show my gratitude as a team member. I have no other intention.

       [11-22, THU 19:41:29.]

       What can I give as a good friendship gift? A bouquet of flowers? A necklace?

       A ring?

       [12-06, THU 22:45:18.]

       The perfume that I ordered has arrived. When I tried tapping the bottle with my nose, it had a cool and refreshing scent that I think would suit them. I’ve been practicing what to say to them when giving the gift in front of the mirror every day, but I feel like I’m trembling and on the verge of death.

       [12-11, TUE 20:38:12.]

       Year-end party, D-5, I’ll go buy a new suit and necktie after work.

       [12-12, WED 21:47:15.]

       Year-end party, D-4. I have indigestion and insomnia.

       [12-13, THU 23:48:51.]

       Year-end party, D-1, Anyone can come and kill me.

       [12-14, FRI 23:15:24.]

       That person who claimed to be the love of Chu, came to the party. When he saw the other party, Chu, they ran over and hugged him, burying his face on their chest immediately. It was the first time I saw such an awkward Android figure and it made me feel embarrassed.

       It seems that the other party is a good graphic designer but lacks substance. I think they might be an actor paid more by Chu. While holding hands and introducing themselves, he leaned towards Chu, as if truly in love. I was impressed by their good acting, but I don’t know why I squeezed my hand so tightly that it hurt a little.

       I admit that he is handsome and articulate, but I don’t understand why I am jealous. Does he really have to deal with all these over-enthusiastic female employees, handsome men, smart suits, melodious voices, fun-loving, playful, and so on…

       I spend my time at parties mindlessly drinking various alcoholic beverages in one corner. I can’t even grab a gift properly. I don’t have the courage to give it directly to him, so I go to the parking lot, thinking of putting the perfume on his car, Chu. And then I go home, but then… I see a picture of him kissing the partner leaning against the car.

       Chu, who is unbuttoning his shirt with great enthusiasm and talking in a low, coarse voice that I have never heard before. I stubbornly float as I watch the shaking car after they both go inside before leaving the parking lot.

       I hope there’s a taxi somewhere to pick me up.

       [12-22, SAT 17:42:39.]

       I’m taking a break, from now on I won’t think about him for real.

       [12-23, SUN 10:10:08.]

       Still taking a break. Now I have to stop drinking alcohol.

       [12-25, TUE 19:35:10.]

       Still taking a break, suddenly I wondered if Korean culture celebrates Christmas too, so I sent a message to the only Korean person I know.

       I just asked a sincere question, but received a scolding as a response, in both uppercase letters and without spaces.

       [12-27, THU 02:41:26.]

       The actor whom Chu hired just to take video calls to threaten me neverended.

       After the break ended. I guess I have to change my number.

       ________________________________________.

    [1]      Prayer ring, “rosary, ring : 목주반지.” A ring used for reciting the rosary in Roman Catholicism. In addition to the ring, there is also a long rosary necklace and a wrist rosary. 

    [2]      Christian, a term used to refer to Christians, Roman Catholicism. 

    [3]      R-CHU-D-2, derived from the name R2-D2, which is a robot in the Star Wars series. 

       *Crash, to, Desktop*, occurs when a program, “especially games,” abruptly stops working and exits to the desktop immediately. This term is typically used for sudden malfunctions that do not display an error message. 

        

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  • SMNTCERR, Special Chapter 13: Hello World! #4

    SMNTCERR, Special Chapter 13: Hello World! #4. 

    “He looks handsome, don’t you think so mom?”

    “I don’t really know, but compared to your father in his younger days…”

    “It’s not like that. Mother, you have lost all sense of moderation. You are feeling the side effects of love again.”

    Jaeyoung restrained his laughter, moved closer to the door, and leaned against it to eavesdrop.

    “By the way, did you get a health check before having sex?”

    “No, but I always use protection.”

    “Then it’s safe.”

    “To be honest, I often have desires and find pleasure in having sex in everyday life too much. Sometimes I feel like I’ve lost my humanity. Even just exchanging glances can stimulate my sexual desire. If he had any dangerous infections, it would have spread since before now and caused problems.”

    “In a way, you have a part that resembles your father.”

    “A fallen tree doesn’t fall far from its trunk.”

    “Son, before I started having a relationship with your father, we had to get tested for various diseases beforehand. You should also get tested.”

    “I understand. It seems like I am being careless. I will book a hospital appointment tomorrow.”

    Listening to both of them talk about everything, Jaeyoung knows that if he is caught eavesdropping, he will feel embarrassed. But he wants to know and care about what they are talking about, so he doesn’t move away.

    “You look happy, son.”

    I am happy.”

    “What is so happy about it?”

    “After we started dating, life has become more meaningful. I want to get married soon because it is a version that increases stability. Even if I wear a ring, I am still not at ease and I think I should emphasize legally that he is my spouse to be able to trust him.”

    “Feeling like that is normal, everyone loves stability.”

    “Right now, I can’t understand how I can be so patient even for just one day when he is just a guy.”

    Today, Sangwoo speaks and negotiates very skillfully. Jaeyoung stands against the wall, listens to the other party’s voice, and smiles silently without blinking.

    “How do you divide household chores?”

    “I do the laundry and clean the living room, while he is responsible for everything in the kitchen. But I hate it when he leaves scraps of food, so I end up eating them for him.”

    “Does he suffer from an eating disorder?”

    “No, it’s more like an annoyance.”

    “I see. Sanghee is also the same.”

    “There’s no comparison, really. That strange creature must be the first human to have such a twisted leg, while he…there are times when he’s just a little lazy, but that’s rare. When he comes back from work, he might be tired.”

    The tone of his reserved voice sounds sweet. Jaeyoung hopes that the peanut shells covering the other person’s eyes will not come off.

    “Last month, Sanghee also brought his boyfriend. They plan to get married next year.”

    “I know. I’ve always wondered if that person knows my sister’s true nature or not.”

    “It may be surprising, but I think it’s because she is with her partner that they don’t reveal any flaws in their daily life.”

    “It’s deception. They will probably break up after they get married.”

    “What about you? Isn’t there a problem with that?”

    “I don’t know, man. Sometimes I just want to know how it feels, like Hyung  Jaeyoung, so I took off my socks and left them lying there for about six hours.

    After that, I felt regretful.”

    ‘…Is that so?’ 

    “Son, sometimes I try to impress your dad by buying literature books. Even if

    I don’t read them.”

    “I understand. I’ve been skateboarding every weekend too.”

    “How is it?”

    “Wait a minute. Let me open it and show you.”

    The room fell silent for a moment. Then, the sound of water that I had heard somewhere before became louder.

    [Take a good look… Sangwoo-ya, just step on the tail[1], right? And don’t touch the ground. If you miss, you could flip over and break your head.] 

    [Where should I press?] 

    [The sole of your foot. It’s hard to explain in words. You have to use your shoulder to maintain balance. Let me show you again. Slide like this… Try it, try doing it and it’s faster.] 

    [Wait. I’m recording a video.] 

    The sound of the skateboard scraping against the floor, and the video was cut off. Chu Sangwoo, who wanted to show off to his own parents, really went all out and was an excellent skater.

    “Why do you have to do something like this?”

    The mother of the person in question remained silent for a moment before speaking up.

    “I think I like it. It gives me a more exhilarating feeling than running.”

    “You don’t use this to travel, right?”

    “Yes. It doesn’t have an engine, so it’s not considered an efficient way to travel. But it’s a lot of fun. Last Sunday, I overshot a bit and fell over while plowing. I bruised myself a little but I am all okay now.”

    “Be careful.”

    “And I have to go on a trip once a season and watch a movie once a week.”

    “Sounds too bothersome.”

    “It’s a way to update. I don’t think it’s cool or anything.”

    “He’s bigger than you. Probably won’t hurt you, right?”

    “Don’t worry.”

    “Okay, let’s go then.”

    “Any other questions?”

    “No, that’s all.”

    “Then let’s go up.”

    “See you later, let’s talk again. When I talk to you, this mother of yours feels better.”

    “I understand. Then tell me about the research you’ve been doing lately.”

    ‘Should I call him a filial son?’ 

    Jaeyoung laughed and backed away, being extra careful not to make the old staircase make squeaky noises.

    Sangwoo had spoken correctly. The parents tried to understand and respect their son’s decision. They didn’t care about Jaeyoung being a man; his father’s attention was focused solely on his son’s feelings, while his mother cared about their son’s well-being. Sometimes, regardless of whether the person who

    Sangwoo brought there was a man or an extraterrestrial, they both reacted similarly.

    ‘I feel a bit sad too.’ 

    Jaeyoung immersed himself in happiness and smiled. On the second floor, there were two bathrooms and two bedrooms. There were traces of stickers on the door of the first room that had been pulled off before, but at least he was confident that it wasn’t Sangwoo’s room. Upon closer inspection, he found that there were purple writings written with a marker.

    [Sang-Hee’s room~☆★, No! One! Allowed! at all. 

    Especially Chu Sangwoo.] 

    Next to the name Sangwoo, there was a drawing that resembled a cloud, sometimes it could be a piece of lettuce[2]. Jaeyoung walked forward and stopped in front of the door to the clean and neat room, his heart pounding uncontrollably for no reason, so he took a deep breath to calm himself and opened the door. After feeling the wall to turn on the light, he smiled immediately.

    “This is… Chu Sangwoo’s museum.”

    Jaeyoung lifted his face and examined every corner of the small room.

    One wall was filled with bookshelves packed with science books for children. When he took one out to look at it, he found a worn-out cover that said everything was old. Especially the ones that were so old they were like dust, and on the wall there was a map of stars and constellations with over a hundred different dinosaur names. Although it was laminated, the edges were already worn out.

    The brown table that Sangwoo used to sit and read high school books was covered with glass, and on it were clay models and movable solar system models. On the bookshelf were math exercise books and several notebooks, and the top shelf had a helicopter, a battleship, a satellite model, and around twenty CDs.

    “This has been a long time.”

    Jaeyoung opened a few CDs, reminiscing about the past. Then he discovered something and smiled happily.

    He carefully picked up the most valuable artifact that would most likely be in the museum if Chu Sangwoo’s museum actually existed. If Jaeyoung guessed correctly, it would be a model that the stubborn boy’s father bought when he was twelve, Chu Sangwoo’s first love. It was a toy that turned white because the yellow color on it almost peeled off, a ‘Crawler’[3]. Jaeyoung carefully examined the mini excavator that was smaller than his hand before placing it down.

    His gaze shifted to the small bed and he quickly glanced over the clean white sheet prepared by Sangwoo’s parents that was placed on the black space under the bed. It was often a secret hiding place for the young boy. Jaeyoung didn’t believe that Sangwoo would keep pornographic pictures, “Even if the young man still looks at porn, he would probably back them up as digital files rather than keeping physical items.” But he still bent down to look under the bed with curiosity.

    When he saw that there was a plastic box under the bed, he picked it up and found that it was filled with toys – marbles, mini cars, water bottle rockets, action figures, model ambulances, Rubik’s cubes, wooden blocks, glass marbles, and a ddakji [4]… Another box was a colorful Lego set, next to a stack of old science magazines tied with a rope.

    There was only that spot that seemed frozen in time, as if it held important belongings for its owner. Sangwoo would keep them well-preserved. He didn’t throw away anything, everything, old and worn-out items included, but even so, they remained in a meaningful state.

    ‘Every time he comes here, he feels like it’s home.’ 

    Jaeyoung moved places frequently, so all the things he used as a child had disappeared. The only place that felt like home to him now was the officetel where he lived with Sangwoo. Sometimes it might be the dream of a wandering vagabond to have a stable life. Jaeyoung could feel the overwhelming emotions as he was surrounded by the past that had created Sangwoo’s present.

    ‘Your world, your starting point, everything that led you to be by my side.’ 

    Jaeyoung stood in the place where Sangwoo grew up, slowly getting acquainted with the world of an honest and curious young boy, and capturing those moments with his eyes. He imagined what it would be like if Sangwoo’s love never changed, how long his love and devotion would last. He wished to be one of the things that Sangwoo liked, and hoped that his own traces would remain within Sangwoo, no matter how many years passed, like the fingerprints embedded in those science books.

    Jaeyoung neatly arranged everything under the bed and stood up before discovering Sangwoo’s graduation photo album on the bookshelf. He lay down on the bed, looking at the unfamiliar face and waiting for Sangwoo to appear.

    The picture of Chu Sangwoo during his elementary school years looked just as expected. It wasn’t very interesting, a young boy with short hair and an expressionless face. Although he had fair and dry skin, it was a characteristic that was not commonly seen, even during his high school years. He could feel that only time had passed, while that face remained surprisingly unchanged.

    ‘If we met in high school, there’s no way we could get close.’ 

    Jaeyoung pondered as he looked at the group photo from Sangwoo’s high school years. On the other hand, he was a bookworm, the undisputed top student in the school, which was a strange thing. While he was a struggling student controlled within the school, Jaeyoung suddenly felt that the fact that people like them were connected was like a miracle.

    If Jaeyoung did not attend university as a talented student in the arts, he would probably die because of his grades, and even if he recovers, he probably would not be able to attend Hankuk University. If he did not postpone his training with Heng Sooyi until the last semester, he would not have met with Sangwoo again. If he participated in group work and contributed appropriately and created a good PowerPoint presentation in that semester, Sangwoo probably would not remember Jang Jaeyoung forever. And if Han Sooyeong did not give Jaeyoung the “Vegetable Man” project, he would have graduated without knowing the truth about Chu Sangwoo, the leader of the group, being a crazy guy.

    He increased his grip on the photo album. Several random events happened overlapping each other, and Sangwoo ended up beside Jaeyoung. What would happen if he had not met the other party? 

    While Jaeyoung was dancing in imagination, the door suddenly opened. When he saw the man walking through the door, he immediately got up from the bed and realized that he was hugging Sangwoo tightly. 

    “…Are you crying?”

    “No, is there something in my eye?”

    “This room is not used and it’s dusty, right?”

    Jaeyoung laughed softly, his back touching Sangwoo’s chest and his chin resting on his shoulder. He used to think his heart was full of love for this man, and he thought it couldn’t get any higher because he had reached the highest point, but that was a misconception. As the days and nights went by, he fell more in love with Chu Sangwoo. Jaeyoung loved Sangwoo more today than he did yesterday.

    “Sangwooya.”

    “Yes, what is it?”

    “How much do you like me?”

    “…”

    Jaeyoung released his small hug and used his hand to lift Sangwoo’s chin, their eyes met for just a moment, and his gaze was filled with warmth. Who said the other party was a dust-sucking robot? What gentle vacuum cleaner exists in the world? Jaeyoung smiled softly at the other party.

    “Answer quickly.”

    “… It cannot be measured quantitatively.”

    “Do you like it more than an excavator?”

    “That point has been missing for a long time.”

    ‘Have you heard, you scrap metal!’

    Jaeyoung announced victory over the paint-stripped toy.

    “Hyung.”

    “What?”

    “I want to kiss you.”

    “What will you do if your dad and mom come in while we’re kissing?”

    “If I say not to come in, no one will come in.”

    Jaeyoung looked down and caught Sangwoo’s still gaze. Sangwoo frowned as he saw him fidgeting.

    “Sangwoo, the excavator and helicopter are watching.”  “They should know by now that I am an adult.” Sangwoo spoke calmly.

    “When will you let me play with the toys?”

    Jaeyoung burst into laughter, but in the next second, Sangwoo tiptoed to cover his mouth, so he couldn’t laugh anymore. 

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    [1]                      tail = the back part of a skateboard, nose = the front part of a skateboard. 

    [2]                      Sawtooth lettuce, derived from Sangwoo’s nickname, which means 

    “Sawtooth lettuce.” 

    [3]                      Crawler = caterpillar track, but if it’s a regular wheel. 

    [4]                      Dut Ji, “ddakji.” A toy made by folding paper into a rectangular shape, or by placing letters or images on thick paper. 

      

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  • SMNTCERR, Special Chapter 12: Hello world! #3

    SMNTCERR, Special Chapter 12: Hello world! #3. 

    “Working together and being together made us closer.”

    “The more I think about it, the more surprising it becomes. We both speak in a similar embarrassed way, but until recently, I misunderstood the mother of that child. Why, I mean… Are there people who date men and women at the same time?”

    What should come, came. Jaeyoung thought, Sangwoo’s father looked at his face before speaking again and again with an embarrassed expression.

    “I shouldn’t say anything. When you’re older, you just keep doing things like this.”

    The other party quickly drank all the alcohol and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. Then he took a cigarette out of his pocket and lit it.

    “May I have one please?”

    The middle-aged man looked surprised, but immediately handed the cigarette and lighter, it was a brand with a stronger taste than the one Jaeyoung normally smoked, he turned his body to light it. Then there was a heavy silence for a moment. While Jaeyoung’s cigarette flickered halfway, Sangwoo’s father burst out.

    “It’s you. Sangwoo will be going abroad. I think you will miss each other, you’ve been together for a year.”

    Jaeyoung felt that the time had finally come. He took a deep puff of his cigarette and exhaled a long breath.

    “Sir.”

    He put strength into his words so that the other party wouldn’t misunderstand. Then the kind and gentle eyes of the couple looked over.

    “I’m going to quit my job and go back to school. It’s a university not far from

    Sangwoo’s workplace, so we’ll live together up there.”

    He never thought that one person could apply to the same university three times. Jaeyoung hesitated between moving to work at a branding company and pursuing a master’s degree, and finally chose the latter. He wanted to work on his own to test and develop his own design style more than this. Even if he didn’t want to work part-time.

    Sangwoo’s father’s mouth was open, the cigarette fell to the ground, but Jaeyoung quickly picked it up and threw it in the ashtray before the fire could spread to the grass. When he locked eyes with the other party again, he found that those eyes looked so complex that he couldn’t know what hidden meaning they held. Jaeyoung couldn’t judge whether the person in front of him was angry, disappointed, or hopeless.

    ‘Do I have to kneel?’ 

    He pondered in his heart, feeling the difficulty of making a decision. While the other party replied in silence, time passed. Jaeyoung continued to look into the eyes of the middle-aged man, his mouth slightly open.

    “I’ve prepared myself to face you sir, so please listen until the end.”

    The other party’s eyes just widened, with no gesture of obstruction. Jaeyoung thought of Sangwoo, who was talking to his mother in a similar manner, and felt a surge of courage.

    “Me and your father’s son are not just friends. We have been in a serious relationship and have been living together since July last year. The state we are going to has legalized same-sex marriage, so we plan to request the right to live together permanently and marry in the future. I’m not sure and probably you will not allow it, but I decided to reveal this deep relationship as a secret because I felt it was inappropriate.”

    Jaeyoung didn’t think of acting as a protagonist in a soap opera in the morning, but his body automatically knelt to the ground. Jaeyoung was surprised by his own actions. At the same time, he felt extremely tense as he realized that he was proposing the most suitable posture towards the opposing party.

    “Hey, what are you doing?”

    Sangwoo’s father quickly stood up from his chair and pulled Jaeyoung up by the arm, his grip exceeding his age. Jaeyoung got up and sat back on the chair.

    Then, between them, they were surrounded by a long silence.

    Not knowing how long time had passed, Sangwoo’s father picked up a cigarette and lit it with a shock of fire. Then he handed the cigarette box to  Jaeyoung…without looking at him, he extended both hands and took one roll.  This time, the other party lit it by himself. Jaeyoung brought the cigarette close to the other party with a strange feeling and soon the fire was lit. Jaeyoung took a deep breath.

    The silent poet remained silent until there was only a cigarette butt left. In the meantime, Jaeyoung forgot about the tension. Once he spoke, he felt relieved and believed that he couldn’t do anything more from now on. However, Jaeyoung didn’t think of giving up just because the parents of the other party objected. So no matter what reaction he received, he had to persevere.

    “Will it be okay?”

    However, the reaction from Sangwoo’s father was beyond expectation. The other party had a calm and serene demeanor, no sign of anger or resentment, and the ambiguous words were difficult to understand. Jaeyoung could only respond with a clueless feeling.

    “Sir you mean…”

    “On the outside, it may not seem like it, but Sangwoo is very possessive.”

    The middle-aged man looked into Jaeyoung’s eyes. Jaeyoung saw the concern in those eyes, which had lines around them.

    “The toy he bought at the age of three. Even though it’s broken, he still fixes it, fixes it, fixes it, and keeps it. The logo he bought at the age of five is still the same, without any missing parts. Not to mention his pickup truck.

    “…He is like that.”

    “He is a child who, if he sets his mind on something, will possess it. No matter what happens, he will still possess it, never let it go. You have to think carefully. You may have a chance to escape only now.”

    Jaeyoung hesitated, feeling like he was being cornered.

    “Does sir not care that I am a man?” The middle-aged man smiled wryly.

    “You said that you and him love each other.”

    “Yes.”

    “Does Sangwoo think the same way?”

    “Same way? Yes. Of course.”

    “Are you sure? I mean, have you actually heard it directly from that kid’s mouth?”

    The other side fell silent for a moment, their face blushing.

     

     

    I don’t really know what Sangwoo is thinking to be able to date you. It might shake you, but I have to be honest with you.”

    The other side took a breath and looked up, glaring at Jaeyoung.

    “Sangwoo, he understands physical desires, but he doesn’t understand love.”

    The father knew his son well enough. Jaeyoung was overwhelmed with mixed emotions when he thought about the night he had cried before meeting Sangwoo. The other side looked at Jaeyoung’s face and added.

    “I’m not joking, you know?”

    “Okay.”

    “It may sound strange. That kid has had a good head on his shoulders since he was young, but his emotional development has been slow…joy, happiness, and the desire for a meaningful relationship. As a father, I’ve been trying to teach him all along, but I’ve failed miserably too. When he turned twenty-one, I heard that he was seriously dating a girl from the same university. I was so relieved that he would finally live a life as a human being…” He sighed.

    “He said it was an experiment to test if the other person was suitable for marriage. Even though I strongly disagreed, he couldn’t understand what he did wrong. I didn’t know what to say, she’s just a young girl…”

    She was an older female student, two years older than Sangwoo. They happened to meet when they were working on a special project for the university’s secretary. Jaeyoung tried everything to find out who she was, but Sangwoo refused to reveal her name because it was personal information. It became an ongoing mystery for Jaeyoung.

    “He’s a kid who understands that love between parents is a genetic behavior for reproductive purposes. Even though we demonstrated our love and gave each other more love than necessary, he only understands it in that way…” Even though Jaeyoung wondered how he ended up having to comfort Sangwoo’s father, he poured himself a drink without realizing.

    “So, Sangwoo is very responsible.”

    “Where is his responsibility of returning the money invested in raising him until now? We’re not a bank.”

    “…”

    Even though he’s my son, he lacks a lot of humanity. It’s all my fault… I’ve raised him wrong.”

    Seeing the other side hold their head with both hands, Jaeyoung smiled from the bottom of his heart. He himself had thought something similar, but now many things have changed. 

    “Don’t talk like that at all. I can clearly see in my own eyes how much

    Sangwoo loves this house and respects you.”

    “You’re really good at making jokes about Sangwoo.”

    “No, I’m serious. Sangwoo is a child who has clearly been raised with love. Originally, his personality may have been easygoing and sincere, but I think that’s because he has been heavily influenced by you two,  his parents.”

    “Easygoing…and sincere? Sangwoo?”

    “Sangwoo has changed a lot. He expresses love frequently and hugs passionately. Whatever other people do, he does it all. When I asked him to marry me, he accepted and handed me a bouquet of flowers, promising to make me happy. I couldn’t refuse.”

    Sangwoo’s father couldn’t believe it. Jaeyoung picked up his phone and showed him the screenshot of a message he had saved.

    [Chu Sangwoo♡♡: I love you♥ _11 one month ago.] 

    “…This means he did it, right?”

    The middle-aged man’s mouth was agape with shock. In reality, it was something he made someone else do, but Jaeyoung was determined not to reveal it.

    “Even though it’s something he’s forced to do every parent’s day[1], he refuses to use words that are filled with true emotions.”

    Sangwoo’s father frowned in pain. This wasn’t the right time to feel superior, but Jaeyoung always had to pull the corners of his mouth, which had the tendency to lift, back down.

    “Sangwoo is someone who is honest with his feelings. It’s just that he’s not comfortable with showing them. He expresses happiness when he’s happy and sadness when he’s sad.”

    The boasting words just kept coming out of his mouth. Jaeyoung only hoped that his words didn’t sound like bragging, but even so, he thought he deserved the Nobel Peace Prize for this year.

    And because he has a logical mindset, as long as we understand each other, there won’t be any arguments. There may be things to be sad about, but I have to make things better.”

    Sangwoo’s father stared blankly, as if his soul had left him, ever since he saw the message.

    “A half year of dating may seem like a short period of time. I try to be cautious about speaking like this, but…”

    Jaeyoung’s confidence was filled with determination, contradicting his humble words. Getting to know each other took more than a year for him, it was not a short time at all. It was enough for him to decide to bet his life on it. 

    “No one else has been like Sangwoo in my entire life. I truly love your son.”

    He didn’t plan to speak words so repetitive like this, but almost nothing in Jaeyoung’s life went according to plan anymore. Even though it may change as he continues to live with Chu Sangwoo.

    “I feel uncomfortable and guilty about being a man, but if I have your permission, I think I will confidently pursue a relationship with Sangwoo.”

    Jaeyoung spoke with confidence, the uneasiness and fear he used to feel vanished without him realizing it.

    After a moment of silence, Sangwoo’s father, with his head down, looked at the floor and took a breath before responding.

    “If it’s what Sangwoo wants, does it really matter if I permit it or not?”

    The answer was ambiguous, but at this point, it was considered good news.

    Jaeyoung had prepared himself for this moment.

    “You should try talking to his mother. I don’t have any authority in this house…”

    The image of the family head, with a drooping neck, looked pitiful.

    “Will his mother strongly oppose it?”

    “Instead of opposing… Sometimes she may not understand, she might say something like ‘why does neon have two electrons in a noble gas configuration’.” “I see…”

    Jaeyoung felt that he was right to rely on Sangwoo to handle his mother.

    The suffocating silence continued for a moment.

    “Jaeyoung.”

    “Yes.”

    Thank you for talking to me directly, but now my head is a mess. If you don’t have anything else to say to me, I would like to be alone for a while.”

    The poet stood up and walked away from his seat. Just as he was about to say goodbye, he suddenly became curious.

    “Well, before I go, may I ask you something?”

    “Sure.”

    “How did you meet?”

    The middle-aged man laughed and looked at Jaeyoung before answering.

    “It was during the time I was working in Seoul… On the bus I took, there was a woman who got on at the same time and sat in the same seat every day. She was a beautiful and interesting woman.”

    “Oh…”

    “I wrote poems for her every month, but after a year, there was no response…

    Until one day, she got on the bus and told me that my grammar was incorrect.”

    “…”

    “I’m a poet who writes sincere love poems, but the story is not romantic, right?”

    It wouldn’t be right to say that the other party just said that. Jaeyoung covered his mouth with a hand to suppress his laughter.

    As he walked into the house with laughter echoing softly in the background, the beautiful moonlight shone brightly. Jaeyoung immersed himself in this moment and missed Sangwoo greatly.

    As he turned the doorknob, the large door opened gently. Jaeyoung entered the clean and tidy entrance hall, picked up the slippers labeled “Guest 1” to wear, and placed his own dress shoes accordingly.

    The house was dim and cozy. Light seeped out from the partially open door in the hallway. As he walked past the room where the door was slightly ajar to go upstairs, he heard a conversation between a mother and her son.

    “What’s next? How did you get him?”

    “After a sudden proposal, I got him a ring.”

    “Very smart. That’s the best way to hold a mate in every era.”

    “He’s someone who doesn’t fuss about tiny details, so he probably doesn’t care much about wearing any accessories. That’s why I feel a bit guilty about him wearing the ring.”

    Your father is the same. He didn’t think we would be together for a lifetime, only thinking about having fun and being happy.”

    Jaeyoung smiled awkwardly and couldn’t speak. When he reached into his pants pocket, he touched a thin ring that he had removed for several hours.

    Jaeyoung took it out and put it on his fourth finger.

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    [1] Parents’ Day, “어버이날, : Observe enju.” It falls on May 8th and is a day designated to express gratitude for the kindness and love of parents, by giving them red carnations. 

     

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  • SMNTCERR, Special Chapter 11: Hello world! #2

    SMNTCERR, Special Chapter 11: Hello world! #2. 

       Jaeyoung sat there in a daze. Then he noticed various picture frames hanging on the wall. Jaeyoung stood up and examined the family photos and sibling pictures playing together in detail, in order.

       ‘Wow, you have a beautiful sister.’

       He was meditating, looking at the phone screen. While  a close zooming of the boy holding a toy. Sangwoo came down from the second floor.

       “How can you leave me alone?”

       Jaeyoung said without uttering a word, but Sangwoo sat on the sofa with an indifferent expression.

       They sat silently for a moment. Sangwoo looked comfortable as if he was at his own home, while Jaeyoung fidgeted and finally, after some hesitation, went to offer help in preparing food. But then he was told by the father that it wasn’t the guest’s responsibility, accompanied by the gaze of the mother seemingly asking why he was interfering, and was chased out.

       Dinner started at six o’clock sharp. Each person had a plastic coaster placed under their dish, topped with a soup bowl, a rice bowl, and a personal plate. A water glass was placed on a coaster, while a small spoon and fork were placed on a small coaster made of white glazed tiles. Everything was neatly arranged in its rightful place without anything out of order or inconsistent with usage.

       “Come home often. Eat a lot..Sangwoo-ya.”

       “Yes.”

       “Jaeyoung too, although there isn’t much prepared, please eat a lot.”

       “Yes. I will eat until I’m satisfied.”

       Seaweed soup, sangseojeon [1], bulgogi [2], and two or three side dishes. Although not excessive to fill the table, it was evident that they put effort into it as their son came back. However, the atmosphere during dinner, with no conversation even for a single word, made it difficult for him to breathe. It seemed that this house had been like this from the beginning, as besides Jaeyoung, no one seemed bothered.

       Jaeyoung ate without realizing whether he scooped it into his mouth or into his nose. While in the midst of eating, suddenly, Sangwoo’s father spoke up.

       “Did you finish university? How was it?”

       “Yes. If you’re wondering about my grades, last semester, I got A+ for every subject, even though I read fewer books because I had to prepare for finding a job, but I’m still doing fine.”

       His father probably didn’t intend to ask about that matter, but Jaeyoung was determined to talk about his grades. Sangwoo was good at speaking when facing his parents. Although the important points may not match, sometimes if it were someone else asking, it might have ended with just a ‘yes.’ 

       “So, is anything good happening? Except for the work stuff that I already know.”

       “I can’t say.”

       The other father chooses to change the question instead of pushing further.

       “Do you have friends?”

       “No.”

       Sangwoo scooped up some seaweed soup and continued speaking.

       “I’ve been saying it all along. I don’t need friends.”

       “Quit talking about Black Mamba already.”

       Jaeyoung barely managed to hold in his laughter, almost spitting out the rice, pretending that he had something stuck in his throat as he drank water.

       At that moment, Sangwoo’s mother interjects.

       “It’s your right to say whatever, but please respect the right to express opinions. Please, dear.”

       “We didn’t give birth to a snake, but you keep talking about snakes. Not just once or twice.”

       “The right words should be spoken not just once in a while, learning from nature is an attitude to be admired.”

       Almost as if hearing a loud sound, ‘clang clang,’ Sangwoo’s deep-rooted confidence is nurtured by this method, yet his father is still unwilling to back down.

       “Every person needs to be part of society, you’re not an exception. Look, even our son and the friend sitting next to you did well coming out, right?”

       “Yes, and this person is my sunbae, not just a friend.”

       “Even if there’s a difference in age, people can still be friends, age doesn’t matter for friendships.”

       “I didn’t mean it that way, he’s not a friend, but he’s…”

       Jaeyoung firmly holds onto Sangwoo’s knee under the table, silencing him before he says something pointless.

       “I am his sunbae. We are colleagues who work together. He probably doesn’t like being called a friend.”

       “Oh, really? Anyway, forget it. Sangwoo is weak with this word’s definition.”

       ‘Even though things may go differently from what was expected, it’s not too bad.’ 

       Jaeyoung pondered, if his son brought the man he was living with home. He seemed suspicious, but the parents of the other party didn’t pay much attention, causing Jaeyoung to be startled. However, despite that, he couldn’t continue living like this as if he were a shadow. Jaeyoung observed the delicate atmosphere.

       “Why did you bring him here?”

       While chewing his food, Jaeyoung suddenly forgot how to move his mouth. Sangwoo’s mother, who had been sitting quietly as if nothing had happened, suddenly intervened with a blink of an eye. “He…”  Jaeyoung clenched his knees tighter.

       “He’s my close sunbae. I wanted to introduce him to you Mom.”

       Sangwoo didn’t forget Jaeyoung’s explanation. Although he thought he had handled it well, the mother of the other party didn’t seem pleased.

       “A sunbae? Don’t you have seniors who are women?”

       The tone was soft, but there was an unbearable pressure. Jaeyoung unintentionally held his breath without realizing it, but Sangwoo replied calmly.

       “In Korean society, there is a tradition of addressing older people as ‘sunbae’ even if they don’t have a blood relationship. Although they might not have a blood relationship, they still feel close.”

       “I know, but we have to accept the possibility of confusion with the term.”

       “When closeness is more important than discomfort, we have to address each other in that way.”

       “I understand.”

       Jaeyoung quickly exhaled the breath he had held. Even though he felt relieved, the crisis happened and ended abruptly, so he couldn’t comprehend the direction of the conversation. Internally, he felt suffocated and seemed to have indigestion.

       After finishing their meal, Sangwoo’s father took the peeler that Jaeyoung had bought and peeled two fruits. The quick and smooth peeling technique was not something that could be achieved in just two attempts. Sangwoo’s mother ate a couple of pieces of fruit and quietly went into her room.

       Jaeyoung helped move the empty plates to the kitchen and offered to help wash them, but he was ushered out. Once the kitchen door closed, he had the chance to have a one-on-one conversation with Sangwoo.

       “Why do you make that face?”

       “Why, what’s wrong with my face?”

       “It looks like you’ve had botox.”

       Jaeyoung burst out laughing and sat down on the sofa, keeping a safe distance from Sangwoo, afraid that the other party’s parents might notice. But after a while, he slowly moved closer and rested his head on Sangwoo’s shoulder. As he buried his nose in Sangwoo’s neck and took a deep breath, he heard a louder mocking laughter.

       “You’re a brave one, huh? Always observing every detail when we eat.”

       “….”

       “Who said anything about hitting you? Why are you so scared?”

       “Those are your parents, you know. It must be difficult.”

       Jaeyoung closed his eyes and leaned fully on Sangwoo. Then Sangwoo embraced him.

       “If I ever meet your grandfather, should I bow to him?”

       “Don’t even think about meeting him.”

       “Why?”

       “You’ll get hurt.”

       “He’s over seventy. I don’t think I’ll get pushed around just because of someone’s age.”

       Jaeyoung laughed at Sangwoo’s playful words, but deep down he knew it wasn’t a joke and a sense of unease crept up. He had never heard before that Sangwoo respected and revered the elderly. Jaeyoung made up his mind that the two should never meet under any circumstances.

       “I feel touché when I hear what you say.”

       Jaeyoung looked away again after inspecting the surroundings and finding no one who would smell Sangwoo’s cheeks before sitting back away from the other party.

       “Let’s strategize.”

       “What strategy?”

       “I am not confident to talk to your mother, so I will leave her to you. As for me, I will talk to your father.”

       “Is this a game?”

       “Well, the goal is to talk about our relationship without getting caught or cut off. Do you think we can do it?”

       “Not right now.”

       Jaeyoung grabbed Sangwoo, who was about to get up, and pulled him back down to sit again.

       “You are a son that your parents can be proud of, raised well for sixteen years. You bringing a boyfriend home instead of a girlfriend means something, don’t you know? They will be shocked for sure. They might even tell you to break up with me or, worst case scenario, they might cut off your relationship with the family. Are you prepared for that?”

       “No.”

       Sangwoo’s face became confused and silent for a moment.

       “I don’t quite understand. It’s my choice who I date.”

       “In principle, that’s true, but…”

       “My parents taught me that choices come with responsibilities. They said that when I became an adult. I have to take responsibility for my own choices, and even if something goes wrong, no one can solve the problem for me.” The other party’s eyes suddenly sparkled with confidence.

       “In the sixteen years that I have known my parents, they have never done anything that contradicts their words. If they go against what you said about my relationship, it wouldn’t make sense.”

       The keyboard that types correct words, a general who tries to solve all the problems with a sword called logic, Sangwoo’s posture is no different from what he has seen before, but in those words. Jaeyoung realized the trust that the other party has for his parents, even if the person himself says that he is a black mamba snake like this, but he also knows that the family is one of the strong pillars that support Sangwoo’s world. Jaeyoung felt love and guilt that he had for the other party.

       ‘I hope you are right.’ 

       If it has to become an enemy with parents because of this matter. How much will Sangwoo be shocked, how much pain will he have, and how much will he suffer from the wrong feelings? Jaeyoung’s eyes met with a sincere gaze looking at himself with complex emotions. At that time, the kitchen door opened.

       “Chu Sangwoo.”

       “Yes.”

       “It’s been a while since we’ve had a good conversation.”

       “Okay.”

       Sangwoo’s father put on a jacket from a hanger and walked to the front door. With a cigarette in his hand and a clear bottle out. Sangwoo looked at the ground before walking into the kitchen. Then he came out with a small glass.

       Jaeyoung stood up, grabbed what was in the other person’s hand.

       “I’ll go instead.”

       Sangwoo looked at the floor, contemplating before raising his head and locking eyes with Jaeyoung.

       “I don’t want to make you feel uncomfortable. I’ll handle your father myself.”

       Sangwoo, who spoke like that, looked strangely radiant, so Jaeyoung realized for the first time that he had fallen deeply in love with the other party.

       As he spread his arms. Sangwoo came in and hugged him as if it were certain. Jaeyoung forgot even the slightest fear and hugged the other party tightly, and that hug gave him great courage. Jaeyoung lightly kissed Sangwoo’s forehead before heading to the door.

       “Wait.”

       While putting on his shoes, Sangwoo called him. When he turned back to look at his neck, there was something wrapped around it, it was Sangwoo’s scarf.

       “It’s cold outside.”

       Sangwoo wrapped his scarf tightly and smiled a little, he had no other choice but to smile and accept. “I’ll be right back.”  Jaeyoung clapped his hands and walked outside.

       Sangwoo’s father was smoking in the backyard, the view of the small mountains was peaceful, the neglected yard was filled with overgrown weeds. Only the fruit trees towering towards the sky seemed formidable. Jaeyoung thought this disorder suited the wandering poet and walked towards the round wooden table. As he sat on the chair shaped like a barrel, the middleaged man let out a surprised breath of smoke.

       “Why is it you? Where about Sangwoo?”

       “I wanted to talk to you sir, so I came instead of Sangwoo.”

       As soon as he replied, an uneasiness filled the room, but Jaeyoung pretended not to notice anything and placed two glasses of liquor on the table. When he reached for the Soju bottle and opened it, the poet held up the glass reluctantly. After pouring the glass full, Jaeyoung’s turn came. He received the liquor gracefully and placed it in front of himself.

       “It’s someone I know who sent it, I hope you’ll enjoy it.”

       The other side smiled and turned to smoke the remaining cigarette, a nonchalant expression on his side face.

       “I’m sorry.”

       “Of course.”

       He did not refuse and quickly drank the liquor. Jaeyoung turned to his side and drank along with the other, the strong liquor felt like it was burning his throat but he did not show any signs.

       “I am worried and sad because he will cross the water and the sea far away, but I can’t help him. He managed to work at the company he always wanted to work at since he was a child. I am proud of my son. Not just talking, but if he wants to do something, he will do everything. I heard that company is a big gaming company, right? They must have around 200 employees, right.”

       It seemed that Sangwoo would not properly explain the company to his father. As far as Jaeyoung knew, there were fewer than ten times the number of employees there.

       “Not just Sangwoo, but it’s something that many people dream of working on. Sir, you should be proud.”

       “That’s right. And he even brought his friend to the house… I was really surprised when I heard for the first time that he would be living with someone else. I thought he was doing it to save on food expenses because those kids were already disciples. So I sent him money, but he returned it and said he had enough. So I thought he finally had friends he could get along with.”

       “Yes.”

       “For me, I thought you were the same kind of person as Sangwoo, like math, science, friends who would split the groceries even if it was just ten won. But I didn’t think you were a normal person like this… Oh, sorry, I didn’t mean to judge you, but I know that Sangwoo doesn’t maintain normal human relationships.”

       “I understand.”

       The second glass of liquor was refilled and emptied instantly.

       “How did you become close with Sangwoo? Because as far as I know, that kid only has three friends, and they only meet when they want to play games. I don’t think they’re really close.”

       Im Se-won, Kim Chung-ho, Kim Won-jong, one is an office worker. The other two are students, and they only contact each other about two to three times a year. They seem like normal good kids.

       “We first met because of a group project for a class…”  Many details were skipped, but it wasn’t a lie. 

       ________________________________________.

    [1]    Saengseonjeon. A Korean dish made by dipping fish meat in a mixture of flour and egg and then frying it. It looks similar to pancakes. 

    [2]    Bulgogi. A Korean dish made by stir-frying marinated beef. 

        

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  • SMNTCERR, Special Chapter 10: Hello world! #1

    SMNTCERR, Special Chapter 10: Hello world! #1. 

       “How do I look?”

       Jaeyoung asked with a trembling voice. Sangwoo glanced at him and replied.

       “You look handsome.”

       “Don’t tease me, how do I really look?”

       “I’m being serious.”

       As he folded his arms to stop him. Sangwoo stopped his footsteps and looked at Jaeyoung with scrutiny, a satisfied smile emerging at the corner of his mouth.

       “Looks like you are easy to teach and don’t fuss like usual.”

       Sangwoo raised the large camera hanging on his shoulder and took two or three photos. It seemed like he had taken hundreds of photos in the morning, but he still hadn’t stopped pressing the shutter. Jaeyoung had let go of his lost loved one and checked his own condition for the last time.

       I, who have been growing my hair for half a year, had a short haircut. He wore a black coat, looked respectable. Under the coat, there was a navy blue silk embroidered shirt as a white shirt and followed by beige linen pants and black knee-high boots. In his hand, he held a set of good-quality Hwagwaja cookies [1] and a box of cookies.

       “Cool.”

       “…”

       When I saw Chu Sangwoo’s eyes turn into heart shapes, it seemed like his appearance could be used elegantly once.

       “Are you going inside like that? Leave the camera in the car.”

       “No, I’ll take a picture of the house.”

       “…Go ahead, who would dare stop you.”

       Jaeyoung scratched Sangwoo’s head, lifted the camera close to his face, and blinked sleepily on one side. The two-story townhouse that Sangwoo was shooting looked like a ghostly sacred house, 666. On the second floor was Jaeyoung. He swallowed his saliva and looked indifferently at the brown building that didn’t stand out. Sangwoo lowered the camera and carefully placed it in its case.

       “I never thought I would come to your house, I feel strange.”

       “I feel even stranger, you brat.”

       “Why?”

       “Just be quiet. I feel like vomiting. Do you remember everything I said in the car?”

       “Of course.”

       “I will handle everything myself, you don’t have to say anything useless, understand?”

       “Yes.”

       Sangwoo looked impatient, responded politely. For some reason, he didn’t seem reliable as usual. They arrived at the front door. Jaeyoung looked at the signboard of both homeowners, written one after another, ‘Chu Jong-han, Hwang Geum-ryeo’, with a puzzled expression.

       ‘How did it become like this?’ 

       That’s a question that arises when the line gets disconnected. Sangwoo pressed the doorbell and that meant the opportunity to escape was gone. Jaeyoung tried to put on a soft, gentle smile on his tense face. Then he wondered how he ended up in this situation.

       *** 

       “I’ll be going back to Deajon next Saturday. I’ll stay for one night and then come back.” 

       Last Sunday, Sangwoo said that. The other party was never satisfied with the biannual visits to their house, but this time the reason for the worrying was not just because he wouldn’t see his boyfriend’s face for two days. 

       “Are you going to tell your parents?” 

       “About what?” 

       “About the engagement.” 

       The corner of Sangwoo’s mouth that was about to chew the rice paused. His dark eyes looked at Jaeyoung. 

       “When I go back home, my father will ask if anything good has been happening lately. So, I won’t be able to hide it.” 

       His gaze slowly scanned Jaeyoung before returning to the fried rice. 

       “If you don’t want me to tell, then I won’t.” 

       Until now, Jaeyoung has forbidden Sangwoo from revealing their relationship to their families. Even though Sangwoo thought that having a boyfriend was a personal matter, their parents couldn’t interfere. But which parents in the world would be happy to have their son eat with a man? Jaeyoung didn’t want their harmonious family to be disrupted. 

       “What engagement do I have to tell my father… He will definitely ask if anything good has been happening lately. I’ve never had anything like that…” 

       This time, he probably wants to tell. Sometimes Sangwoo speaks ambiguously, not being true to himself, but it is clear what he is thinking because it is not a skill he excels at. Jaeyoung scooped up a scoop of fried rice and chewed silently. If it was just dating and understanding each other, it would be normal, but this was to the point of engagement and planning a wedding, and they were even moving to a different country together. He understood the feelings of the other party who wanted to let their parents know because he grew up in a family that concealed and hid things, unlike him. 

       “Then tell them.” 

       “Yes.” 

       “…” 

       Well, even so, I didn’t think you would answer immediately like this while waiting. 

       “What do you want to say?” 

       “Say that you promise to marry the man you’re with and have him join the wedding in six years.” 

       “Hey, are you crazy? No, you have to explain everything properly.” 

       “Then what should I do? Like the six main points in news writing [2]?” 

       Sangwoo’s face looks confused. Jaeyoung reached out and explained slowly why he said that he was dating a man without hesitation, what kind of words should be used to relax the atmosphere, and what steps should be taken to talk about that. Even though Sangwoo’s parents would be equally shocked, it would be better to have a confrontation first. 

       “No matter what, the conclusion is the same.” 

       “Did you hear some of it? I said that the feelings of the listeners are different.”  “I don’t know.” 

       He thought that in one and a half years he had created a human being, but when he looked now, the other side still seemed completely inhuman. Jaeyoung thought that if Sangwoo returned home in that condition, he would definitely be kicked out. But at the same time, when he imagined the other side looking disappointed, he felt like his heart was breaking. 

       “There is a way to fix it.” 

       At that moment, Sangwoo spoke up. Jaeyoung waited to hear what the other side would say without expecting anything. 

       “Go explain it to me.” 

       “Me?” 

       Jaeyoung laughed as if he had heard a joke, but Sangwoo’s face remained serious, with no trace of playfulness at all. 

       “No. You should go and explain it properly.” 

       “Me? Should I go explain to your father?” 

       Sangwoo paused, his face filled with confusion, before he smiled slightly as if he had found a solution to the problem. Jaeyoung seemed to transform into a timid and brave son-in-law, sitting still with a bewildered look before reaching out to call Sangwoo. The other party then placed the spoon down and moved closer. Jaeyoung leaned his waist into Sangwoo’s embrace and looked into their eyes, but before he could say anything, Sangwoo spoke first. 

       “I’m not forcing you.” 

       Silence fell, he was caught off guard by their gaze. The pretentious figure spoke so coolly while hoping for something, why did they have to do it like that? 

       Jaeyoung felt that his tender heart was gently caressed by Sangwoo. 

       “Do you want me to come with you to greet your parents?” Sangwoo paused for a moment without hesitation. 

       “I want to bring you there to introduce you. I want to show off.” 

       Jaeyoung realized that he couldn’t refuse this impulsive action, how could he let the other party go alone? If there was going to be a punishment, they should be punished together. If there was going to be a blow, they should be hit together. Jaeyoung let out a faint sigh. 

       “I guess I have to get a haircut first.” 

       “What a pity, it’s already so long.” 

       “Well, it doesn’t sound like a big loss.” 

       “Is it really that noticeable? I think I look better with short hair.” 

       *** 

       I retract the words that said you’re inhumane and the words that said you’re a sly person.

       After the fall of Chu Sangwoo’s trap, Jaeyoung stood here, in this perplexing place.

       “So Sangwoo, you have arrived.”

       As he heard the faint voice of a man behind the door, Jaeyoung’s body tensed up. Perhaps today Jaeyoung might be destined to be slapped by that person, so he didn’t wear glasses.

       The sound of unlocking the door echoed, and the door swung open wide.

       “Huh?”

       The middle-aged man’s face looked surprised after seeing the suspiciously lively son. Jaeyoung politely bowed his head before standing up straight again.

       He wanted to smile gently, but it didn’t come out very well.

       ‘Damn it. No matter what Chu Sangwoo said, we shouldn’t come.’ 

       The man was wearing a brown shirt and dark gray trousers. His eyes looked self-assured and comfortable-looking compared to his age. He didn’t have many wrinkles, and even though he stood beside Sangwoo, they looked different enough that one would not know if they were blood-related.

       Sangwoo’s father is a poet who is 55 years old this year. He has published three books of poetry. Among these three books, one of them was popular.

       Jaeyoung tried buying and reading it, but it was too romantic for his taste.

       The other party slowly and carefully looked at Jaeyoung before shifting his gaze to Sangwoo.

       “Come in quickly, how did you come?”

       “I drove here.”

       “Is the car traffic okay?”

       “Not really.”

       Whether it was Sangwoo, who hadn’t seen his father in half a year but talked as if they just met yesterday, or his father who saw a man standing nearby but didn’t ask who he was, both of them were equally strange. When Sangwoo noticed Jaeyoung’s gaze, he pointed towards him, as if just remembering.

       “This is Jang Jaeyoung. Father.”

       “Um… I was wondering who was standing there! Nice to meet you.

       Jaeyoung. You must be the senior who lives at the same house as Sangwoo…

       Right?”

       Jaeyoung shook the thick hand extended towards him and greeted, “Yes. Nice to meet you.” This is the first time in his life that he had to greet someone with such formality.

       “Why did you buy all of these things?”

       Sangwoo’s father smiled mischievously and teasingly held the gift in Jaeyoung’s hand himself, saying that it’s best to face problems as soon as possible. Jaeyoung felt a bit uncomfortable when he saw the other party smile so brightly.

       “Come in, please. Did my son bring a friend to the house… The sun will probably rise in the west tomorrow.”

       “No, he’s not a friend.”

       Jaeyoung hastily stepped on Sangwoo’s foot. The other party stopped speaking immediately.

       “Dear, dear. It seems like Sangwoo brought a friend along!”

       After Sangwoo’s father hurriedly ran into the house, Jaeyoung reluctantly took off his shoes.

       The entrance was so clean and tidy that it felt unfamiliar. There were no shoes placed outside at all, and there wasn’t a speck of dust on the shoe cabinet.

       Sangwoo opened the shoe cabinet and put on the shoes inside the house, which had the words ‘Chu Sangwoo’ written on them, and then handed a pair labeled ‘Guest 1’ to Jaeyoung. When they walked into the living room, they were greeted by a woman who was undoubtedly Sangwoo’s mother.

       “Hello…”

       The woman sitting upright and reading a book slightly lowered her glasses and looked at Jaeyoung thoughtfully. Jaeyoung felt a little scared as if being examined with indifferent and non-intimidating eyes. The woman had a slender face and a thin body, giving the impression of being just a beautiful young girl in her youth, but at the same time, she had a strong charm. 

       53 years old, working as a chemist, still working at the same company for 20 years. While Sangwoo’s mother looked at Sangwoo as if requesting an explanation, her husband placed the gift on the table and invited them to have a meal. 

       “Why? This is Mister Jaeyoung, the person who is living in the same house as Sangwoo.”

       “That’s the kid.”

       “Yes, that kid.”

       “It’s strange, isn’t it? That kid has never brought a friend to the house before.”

       “That’s right. Even during elementary school, he never had one.”  Sangwoo’s mother looked completely uninterested in Jaeyoung.

       “Sangwoo, you are here.”

       “Yes, I am. How are you?”

       “I’m fine, how are you doing?”

       “I’m doing well.”

       “It seems so.”

       Jaeyoung simply stood there, listening to the dry conversation between the mother and son. He had heard them talk on the phone many times before, so he wasn’t surprised. The conversation ended, and there was nothing else. But it seemed like no one was excited or overjoyed. Sangwoo walked up to the second floor without saying a word. Jaeyoung sat down at the end of the sofa, feeling out of place.

       “The house looks very beautiful.”

       Despite the gentle greeting, Jaeyoung still couldn’t bring himself to say ‘Mother’ at the end.

       Although this old house may look dull and shabby, there were corners that had the charm of ancient artifacts, such as landscape paintings of the sea by an anonymous painter, Korean letter wallpaper that seemed to be favored by poets, furniture made entirely of wood, such as dining tables, bookshelves, and desks. It looked old like a house, but it gave off a sense of high value that increases over time, like a branded item.

       “It’s my husband’s taste.”

       Sangwoo’s mother said that before closing the book and walking to the kitchen. Jaeyoung sat still, feeling awkward. He had often visited his friend’s house and met his friend’s parents, but the problem was that Sangwoo was not just an ordinary friend. Just thinking about making a good impression felt futile, and he knew it wouldn’t be easy.

       “So, is it okay? I mean you’re living with Sangwoo?”

       Sangwoo’s father sat down next to him and asked in a friendly manner.

       “Um, yes. It’s fun.”

       “It’s been more than a year, that’s incredible. Jaeyoung, you must have a good compatibility with Sangwoo, and your personality must be meticulous.” Not both true, but Jaeyoung couldn’t help but smile.

       “That kid is not an ordinary person. When he said he would live with someone else, I couldn’t believe it. But it’s worth a try. When I was young, I lived with my older brothers to save on food expenses, and the memories of playing back then have become precious to me now.”

       The other side laughed with a crooked smile. Jaeyoung now knew where Sangwoo learned to laugh from.

       “You’re older than Sangwoo, right? Have you finished your studies?”

       “Yes. I’ve been working for two years now. And just be yourself when you speak.”

       “Oh, then how should I address you?”

       “You can call me Jaeyoung…”

       “Then Jaeyoung, you are like… some kind of programming language like

       Sangwoo, right?”

       “No, not really. I work in graphic design. I graduated from the School of Fine

       Arts.”

       “You are in the art field? How do the two of you know so much about each other?”

       As the poet asked with curiosity, a voice called, ‘dear,’ came out from the kitchen. After the other side darted out like a bullet, only Jaeyoung was left standing there. 

       ________________________________________. 

    [1]      Hwagwaja, or Wagashi, is traditional Japanese confectionery that blends the art of Japan during the old capital, “Kyoto”. 

    [2]      The six basic elements to consider when writing news are: who, what, where, why, when, and how. 

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  • SMNTCERR, Special Chapter 9: Propose 5.0 #4

    SMNTCERR, Special Chapter 9: Propose 5.0 #4. 

    Sangwoo skipped to the next page. Then, the life plan he had previously laid out appeared in the form of a table. Sangwoo explained in detail how he originally planned to live and presented how the life plan changed after meeting Jaeyoung. He pleaded for approval from the other party. This is not a report, but a proposal, because from now on, he will have to draw the future of two individuals, not just the future of one person.

    Sangwoo passionately explained how he planned to marry Jaeyoung at what age, why he wanted to be with the other party for the rest of his life, how he would overcome the flaws of the social structure, and discussed the season and location of the wedding as well as the number of guests attending the event. He tried his best to speak without confusing Jaeyoung and to fully accept the truth.

    One listener sat in a pose of self-satisfaction for a while, then laughed, and then took photos or videos. Fortunately, it seemed that the explanation was going well until Chapter 3. And the protagonist still didn’t have any questions and just sat listening.

    Then, without any delay, the presentation moved on to Chapter 4, which was the step to captivate the other party by showing what Sangwoo could do for Jaeyoung and how useful he could be. As he pressed the laser pointer, small words appeared crowded on the screen, listing the awards he had received.

    “Don’t skip it. Come and read a little.”

    Jaeyoung put on his glasses and changed his sitting position by leaning forward. Then he asked numerous detailed questions, such as how many students in the school adhere to the principles of the award for a righteous life, what topics the scientific research awards have been received for, whether he had missed the academic excellence award before participating in the mathematics competition with advanced study in advance, and if the math Olympiad is similar to the IQ test. What kind of gun is used for target shooting in the test? Is there any secret to receiving the special military class award? Sangwoo answered all the questions until he felt they had no substance and moved on to the next page.

    [<Certification of Competence 

    Programming – applications on PC/web/mobile, “Java, Python, C, C++, 

    C#, etc.” 

    Computer repair/assembly. 

    Mental calculations, memory recalling. 

    Game – Can play all types of games. 

    Korean language – Can check, correct, and proofread letters. 

    English language – TOEIC score of 990, can write essays and have general conversations. 

    Chinese language – 6 credits, can have general conversations. 

    Driving – General driver’s license, Type 1. 

    Self-defense – Taekwondo, black belt, level 4. 

    Sports – Football, basketball, ping pong, badminton, shooting, bowling, “basic” pool, “basic” skateboarding, “basic” snowboarding, “basic”. 

    Swimming – Freestyle, backstroke, butterfly, breaststroke. 

    Basic first aid – CPR training. 

    Cleaning – School’s annual cleanliness award in second grade. 

    A Quick cooking learner “must have cooking instructions”. 

    After reading in detail, Jaeyoung asked one question.

     

     

    Why is there no sex?”

    “…”

    That is a valid point. Sangwoo walked to the notebook, thinking that this should be included in the “sports” section, or should it be typed separately at the end. Jaeyoung paused for a moment, seeming satisfied.

    “This is the last slide of Chapter 4. If you have any questions, feel free to ask.”

    “Is this really the end? Don’t you see anything more important, like travel plans? Vacation plans? Hobbies?”

    Sangwoo couldn’t defeat Jaeyoung’s impatience, so he added another slide.

    He typed the headline, “Done.” Jaeyoung then said as if he was waiting for it. “We must go on vacation together for at least twenty days a year.” Sangwoo’s hand was busy typing according to the words spoken.

    “Go watch a movie together at least once a week, go see a performance at least once a month, go on a trip together at least once a season, go skiing together at least twice a year.”

    Sangwoo typed a reply without much thought, as all of these were already things they were doing currently and he didn’t see it as a request that was too much.

    “Activities we’ll do together next year, type them. Skydiving [1], trying challenging poses in yoga Kamasutra, ‘the problem.’ Also, a couple tattoos.”

    “Cupping?”

    “Why do that expression? Don’t you want to do it?”

    “…I’ll do it.”

    Just getting married to the other person, drawing a little picture on the skin, it wasn’t a big deal. Sangwoo moved his fingers calmly. 

    Prohibitions! Besides holding hands to greet, no physical contact with others besides the one you love. Holding hands to greet is only allowed in public places. Cannot be used for intimate displays of affection.”

    “Does this apply to you as well?”

    “Of course.”

    At first, Sangwoo didn’t touch anyone’s body except for Jaeyoung’s body. This, and therefore, was a very significant limitation for him. When he finished typing, Jaeyoung hugged him without saying anything else.

    ‘Finally, this time has come.’ 

    Sangwoo took a deep breath and opened the last slide, which only had a drawing of a heart on a pink background, no other text, waiting for a moment, a pop song with the meaning of a marriage proposal played softly. Sangwoo turned back to the candlelight heart-shaped pendant and looked at Jaeyoung.

    “Jang Jaeyoung.”

    When he said it calmly, the other party loosened his arms around his chest and straightened up slightly. Sangwoo swallowed a big lump in his throat. Then, with a wide open mouth, he spoke the words he had practiced many times with strength.

    “I love you enough to give up even the intention to procreate, which is a genetic imperative.”

    “Wait a minute.”

    Jaeyoung opened the camera and turned to Sangwoo.

    “Say what you said earlier again.”

    “It’s already passed.”

    “….”

    “Six years from now. I want to marry you and be together for the rest of our lives. I will make you happy like this forever. I promise.”

    Sangwoo spoke confidently, knowing well how to make Jaeyoung smile.

    If you like this proposal, wear the ring as a symbol of acceptance.”

    Jaeyoung already had the ring on, but Sangwoo still didn’t seem to notice. He has done everything he could. The final decision is now up to the other party.

    Sangwoo closed his eyes tightly.

    “I accept the proposal.”

    The answer came out in less than a second. When he raised his eyes, he saw that Jaeyoung was smiling and putting down his phone before feeling pleased. 

    Sangwoo felt relieved. 

    “Why is it that easy?”

    “Then should I reject it?”

    “That wouldn’t be an ideal choice, but such a big decision in life needs careful consideration.”

    “Then what do you suggest? What if you die if I reject you?”

    Jaeyoung chuckled softly and spread his arms out. At that moment, he had no other choice. Except to walk in and give the other party a hug.

    As he moved closer, Jaeyoung hugged Sangwoo tightly, almost breaking him at the waist.

    “I asked if the person who loves fun but not attached like you. So, does that mean you go against your heart and don’t answer?”

    Sangwoo softly asked Jaeyoung, loosening his grip and tilting his head to look at the other side.

    “The question I have heard five times is difficult to answer.”

    “But before this, you never answered properly.”

    “I always answer sincerely.”

    Jaeyoung pulled Sangwoo’s waist, making him sit on his lap. Sangwoo felt the touch of the necklace on his throat, reflecting on the answers he had received from Jaeyoung.

    “When you first said it, I asked, ‘What…?’”

    Just hug. Don’t say anything. When you sob, it’s cute, can I see it again?”

    That night, they made love to each other excessively, causing Sangwoo to miss school the next day, while Jaeyoung claimed to not be feeling well and took a monthly leave.

    “The second time.”

    “You said it was okay a hundred times. But I think it was an exaggerated expression, so I thought you were joking.”

    “The third time.”

    “If you were a master key, I would let you have complete control.”

    “…I was drunk that day.”

    “Yes, and how can I believe the words of someone whose body and mind are weak?”

    “As for the fourth time…”

    “Whisper ‘I love you.’”

    Sangwoo pulled Jaeyoung’s cheek with a serious face, that’s right, the issue that the other party never sincerely responded to the marriage proposal was clearly a real matter at that moment. However, Jaeyoung’s face remained unchanged.

    “I understand. Is it enough now? Call me ‘darling’ as a reminder of a successful marriage proposal.”

    “…No thank you. We are not married yet.”

    “Now it’s no different from a husband, the ring is worn.”

    The other party hugged Sangwoo’s waist with one arm and extended his left hand to look at the ring. Then his gaze turned to Sangwoo’s left hand.

    “Where is your ring?”

    “I will not wear the ring for a while.”

    Jaeyoung looked dissatisfied and examined Sangwoo’s face before taking off the gold ring from his finger and handing it over.

     

     

    “We’re a couple, isn’t that right? This is for good luck. And give it back tomorrow.”

    “What is this?”

    “No matter the design, I still don’t like it… It’s not a childhood ring [2] or anything…”

    Sangwoo was greatly shocked. No matter how confused he was, they should have boundaries. He had accepted the proposal, and now he was backing out because of the ring?

    Sangwoo didn’t wear the ring. He just thought that instead of buying it and not wearing it, it was better not to buy it at all. It made more sense. Sangwoo felt disappointed in Jaeyoung for letting himself go and leaning against the sofa to look at his phone too much, so he got up from the other side.

    “Where are you going?”

    Jaeyoung restrained him from sitting again immediately, while he opened his mouth to argue with the other party. Jaeyoung then handed Sangwoo a mobile phone with a website displaying pictures of white diamond rings. Sangwoo looked at Jaeyoung’s face and alternated with the communication device without understanding the situation. When Jaeyoung pressed to change tabs with a calm face, another ring design appeared.

    “Lately, I’ve been looking at couple-rings. Both are beautiful, so I can’t decide. Why don’t you take a look and see which one is better?”

    “Huh? Uh….”

    Sangwoo felt as if he was being attacked. He carefully examined the screen, and both rings in the picture were made of white gold. The first design had several small diamonds embedded in it, and the second design had a twisted pattern. Sangwoo’s gaze found the price in a small information window below the picture.

    “A ring for only ten thousand won? Must be plated then.”

    If he wants to get a cheap ring, what will he make all the events with the highest quality for? Sangwoo knows well that the ring is not just for beauty, but a symbol of unchanging love. Therefore, he wants to say no, but he realizes that Jaeyoung likes it, so it’s hard to refuse. Sangwoo wants to listen to everything that the person he loves wants, he thinks for a while before speaking out.

    “Anyway, it’s an engagement ring. I think it’s too expensive.”

    “This is in dollars.”

    “… This is a very meaningless expenditure.”

    “How much did you pay for this joke? Ah, I see the engagement is a joke.”

    Sangwoo can’t say anything. Although it may be more expensive than regular engagement rings in the market, Jaeyoung still insisted that he has to choose one. So Sangwoo loses his confidence. If he offers another option unnecessarily and the other party doesn’t like it, he might say that he doesn’t want to get engaged anymore because his liking has changed. Sangwoo points to the first ring, unable to help.

    “This one looks good.”

    “Okay, then let’s book it? Next week, we can go try it on at the store.”  “… Yes.”

    “Which size do you think you should wear?”

    Jaeyoung tried comparing Sangwoo’s hand with his own hand and then decided on the same size before quickly and smoothly booking the ring. The other party smiled with satisfaction and firmly held Sangwoo’s hand.

    “You have to wear the ring everywhere you go, otherwise I won’t get married.”

    “Please, I can’t wear those kinds of rings on.”

    “No, if someone comes to flirt with you while you are walking on the street, going to work, or buying hamburgers, they have to see the ring, and you can try saying this, ‘I have a boyfriend already.’”

    Jaeyoung ordered him to say, “I am in a relationship, I am not single, I have a boyfriend,” in that order. He practiced these sentences so often that he had to say them immediately while studying English.

    “I’m engaged.”

    “I am enga-jed.”

    “My love is waiting at home.”

    No. ‘My boyfriend will be angry. I will get married soon.’, ‘Breaking up with me will be safer. My love is very hot-tempered.’, ‘Besides, my love is more handsome than you.’ After saying these sentences in English, Jaeyoung smiled and said,

    “Passed.”

    Sangwoo took a soft breath as if escaping the danger. Jaeyoung looked happy, using both hands to hold Sangwoo’s cheeks and kissed the sides of his lips, chin, forehead, bridge of the nose, eyelids, cheeks, and others. The corners of his mouth only lifted, refusing to go down.

    “Hyung.”

    “Hmm.”

    “Hyung, you seem glad you are getting married suddenly.”

    “Suddenly?”

    “Yes, as a surprise.”

    “You asked me to get married every day until you could sing it and did something to surprise me.”

    “Even so, hurry up and tell me that today is the happiest day of your life.”

    I don’t know when it turned out this way. Sangwoo was sitting on Jaeyoung’s lap, but realized after a while that his head was touching the sofa in a lying position. Jaeyoung used his other hand to stroke Sangwoo’s cheek slowly, the face turned away from the light, drawing a smile like a painting.

    Sangwoo regretted not having a camera in the room.

    “I am so happy that I’m scared, and it’s been like this every day, not just today, but ever since I met you.”

    Hearing that, Sangwoo laughed out loud. He almost didn’t drink at all, but he seemed a little tipsy. This vague feeling was different from usual, clearly different. Sangwoo placed his hand on top of Jaeyoung’s hand and said.

    “I want to give you a movie-like day as a gift. It may be chaotic in the process, but the happy ending is not bad, right?”

    Jaeyoung smirked and wrapped his arm around Sangwoo’s shoulder, while his other arm slid between his legs and thighs. Then, Sangwoo’s body was lifted up so high that he almost cried out. After the hug, Sangwoo was lifted and rotated once before jaeyoung used his foot to kick the door and jump onto the bed, causing Sangwoo perspective to change quickly.

    As soon as that happened, Jaeyoung placed Sangwoo on the bed as if tossing him, then climbed on top of him, pressing his wrists with a scary look as if he would tear off his clothes and bring his face closer. After that, he exposed his lips and slowly blinked his eyes as if to ask when he had been in this state.

    “…”

    But Sangwoo’s eyelashes flickered and he adjusted to the unexpected actions of his lover. At that moment, Jaeyoung’s hand that was holding both wrists slid up gently, and his serious face was neither comedy nor action.  Sangwoo could feel his racing heart and gradually closed his eyes.

    Jaeyoung’s lips gradually pressed down like a slow motion, and after swallowing Sangwoo’s lips, he used his tongue gently. Yes, it was an unquestionable romantic moment, even without candles, LEDs, or flower bouquets. Sangwoo thought he had conquered dating through theories in books and movies for the past sixteen months, but it seems like the journey in learning is still long.

    The deeper the kiss, the more the thoughts slipped away and the feelings flowed. The feeling of accomplishment, the joyful feeling of overflowing love, and the desire to tie this man to his body for the rest of his life.

    “So, now it feels like a movie, right?”

    Jaeyoung slowly pulled away his lips and raised an eyebrow. Sangwoo thought that was a funny question.

    “In movies, I have never seen a man like you.”

    “Where did you learn to speak like that? Are you planning to court someone with that flowery language?”

    Jaeyoung placed his hand on the side and smirked. Sangwoo burst into laughter and involuntarily twisted his body.

    “Aha, don’t do that!”

    If you listened closely, that voice was no longer Jang Jaeyoung’s voice. The other side teased even harder, causing Sangwoo to dodge and start fighting back against Jaeyoung, laughing until tears flowed. In this fight, no matter what, Sangwoo was at a disadvantage because Jaeyoung didn’t feel ticklish at all, whether it was on the side, armpits, or neck.

    “I can’t endure any longer.”

    In the meantime, the other party suddenly spoke up, the nonchalant tone making Sangwoo even more tense, the bed that used to shake violently now quieted down. Jaeyoung took a breath and continued.

    “After proposing and it’s successful, something has to follow to celebrate, you know if you watch movies.”

    Jaeyoung’s weight disappeared, and the lights went out. Then the parental guidance of the movie changed from PG-13 to NSFW, this time Sangwoo was very confident.

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    [1]       SkyDiving, “Skydiving.” is an extreme sports activity that involves jumping out of a flying plane in order to freefall for as long as possible.

    [2]       Childhood ring. In this case, 돌반지, “Talbanji.” is a ring that Korean parents often give to their children on their first birthday.

     

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  • SMNTCERR, Special Chapter 8: Propose 5.0 #3

    SMNTCERR, Special Chapter 8: Propose 5.0 #3. 

       When they returned to the restaurant, they found the musicians busy collecting their instruments. As soon as Sangwoo sat down at the table, the waiter approached him immediately. Sangwoo asked quietly if they could help with the advance request for the event. Originally, they had planned for Jaeyoung to listen to the music and have dessert together, but Sangwoo had to suppress his desire and ask the staff to start working when the other person returned.

       ‘This is the worst.’ 

       This is the time when emotions should be at their peak. Sangwoo was restless with external sexual desires, sweating profusely. He was agitated and lucky that nothing had stained his clothes, almost using the bathroom to wash his clothes.

       Not long after, Sangwoo’s boyfriend, who he loved more than anything, appeared. He casually walked in, putting his hand in his pants pocket and looked relaxed, as if nothing had happened. Although Sangwoo was frustrated, he tried not to show it and drank several sips of water. He wanted to hold his lover’s hand tightly, have intimate conversations, and share stories about the future. He wanted to see the other person smiling while reminiscing about the most thrilling stories from the past. He wanted to pinch their cheeks and say how cute they were when they pouted.

       “I don’t know why when you get angry, you look so attractive.”

       The unashamed man who was moving his hand and foot under his chin, looking at him with a floating expression, who was he? The villain who was slowly destroying the event that Sangwoo had been preparing for over a month.

       He slowly used the items that he had prepared for over half a month, but still, nothing happened. This made Sangwoo lose confidence.

       At that moment, the hotel staff approached, presenting a flower bouquet consisting of red roses to Sangwoo, and placing a cake in front of Jaeyoung, with fresh white cream and icing writing that said, “I love you.”

       “Just say it straightforwardly, can this replace anything?”

       Jaeyoung seemed unsure of how to feel impressed. Sangwoo handed him a bouquet of flowers with a hopeless feeling. The plan was for him to kneel down and present the bouquet with both hands, but if he did that in this situation, he would look foolish.

       “Oh, thank you.”

       Jaeyoung took the bouquet and smelled the fragrance. Then he smiled briefly and placed it on the side chair. That was the first normal reaction the other party showed today. Sangwoo summoned a little courage and urged the other party to quickly eat the cake. Jaeyoung used a fork to take a big piece of cake without taking his eyes off Sangwoo, then put it in his mouth and chewed. Then, he spoke up.

       “It’s delicious. Not too sweet.”

       “Hurry up and eat more.”

       “Seeing each other like this is good, it starts to make me feel the same way again.”

       Sangwoo sighed. They had been together for sixteen months, going on dates every weekend, traveling together every month, and the sex was as scheduled.

       He didn’t know what the problem was that caused turmoil outside.

       While waiting for the fork to get caught on something, suddenly Jaeyoung raised his head and took a sip of water.

       “I don’t know what I swallowed. Probably a fruit.”

       “Oh?”

       Sangwoo quickly stood up, stepped forward, and grabbed the other party’s shoulder before examining his face.

       “Open your mouth a little.”

       As he tried to force the other party to open his mouth, Jaeyoung pushed Sangwoo away and coughed two or three times, as if something was stuck in his throat. Then he made a gesture to drink water again. Sangwoo took the glass from the other party’s hand and placed it far away.

       “What’s wrong?”

       Jaeyoung just frowned in confusion, but Sangwoo’s face turned pale.

       “Stand up. Hurry, you need to go to the hospital.”

       “Why?”

       “It’s not something to be taken lightly… Get up quickly.”

       Sangwoo pulled Jaeyoung’s arm forcefully with his hot passion, but the other side stubbornly refused to budge even a little.

       Do we need to go to the emergency room now? If it has passed through the food pipe, do we need to use a camera to examine the stomach? Sangwoo’s head was in a state of confusion and chaos like never before. Whatever the event may be, taking Jaeyoung to the hospital is the most urgent matter. 

       “Wait, hold on.”

       Jaeyoung slowly pulled his hand out of Sangwoo’s grip and looked at him, alternating between his gaze and the cake. Then he picked up a fork and crushed the remaining cake, revealing a golden metal piece underneath.

       “…”

       Jaeyoung picked up the ring with a blank expression on his face, while Sangwoo stood still, feeling as if he had turned into a statue.

       “Damn it.”

       This is what they call bad luck – even if he falls and breaks his nose [1], misfortune clings to him [2], the curse of Murphy’s law [3]. Sangwoo was so weak that he had never believed in astrology infiltrating his mind and causing him distress.

       In the review blog, it was said that after the proposal, tears of admiration would well up when the proposee found the ring in the cake, but Jaeyoung’s partner put his finger on their mouth, laughed lightly, and used a tissue to polish the ring.

       ‘But at least it didn’t get swallowed.’ 

       Sangwoo took a deep breath and returned to his seat, slumping his face onto the table without strength.

       “Don’t put it on yet.”

       With a sigh, his stubborn and adorable partner immediately put on the ring on the ring finger of his left hand.

       “Why?”

       “I said, don’t put it on yet.”

       “No, I will put it on.”

       “… Please do as you wish.”

       Overall, it was a terrible experience. Even though it shouldn’t have been this devastating, the event that Sangwoo had eagerly anticipated turned out to be a complete failure, with no expected results at all.

       After that, what happened? Sangwoo couldn’t remember anymore. Is there more food being served? Or maybe coffee? He had been repeatedly attacked by failure and was in a state of near-death. He sat helplessly and accepted the food given to him. When Jaeyoung pulled his arm, he seemed to have stood up and went to pay. Suddenly, he realized he was already driving back home.

       “Damn it!”

       As he sneezed, Jaeyoung raised the temperature of the heater and grabbed his jacket from the backseat to cover his shoulders. Despite being a lovable person, sincere and not a bad person, why did it turn out like this? Sangwoo stepped on the accelerator with a desire to cry.

       Jaeyoung sat in silence all the way home, and his anger gradually subsided. When he saw the other person sitting silently and holding a bouquet of flowers, he felt sorry for himself unnecessarily. When the car was parked, Jaeyoung unlocked his seatbelt and turned to look for Sangwoo.

       “Hey, Sangwooya.”

       “Why?”

       “Let’s have two or three rounds of makeup sex in the car for a while.”

       “Get out!”

       Whatever, he would ask for a wedding or something. At this moment, Sangwoo thought about killing the other person. 

       “…Unfortunately, there is no doctor Jekyll[4.]

       After Jaeyoung put down the bouquet of flowers from the car as if being chased away, Sangwoo eagerly opened the rear door. A loud sound was heard from the outside. Sangwoo laughed when he heard Jaeyoung’s voice and got out of the car anxiously.

       Jaeyoung approached him, gently teasing him for not expecting so much preparation, but when Sangwoo saw the other person’s face, he took a deep breath. Colorful balloons filled with helium gas, tied to the back of the skirt with a sign that read ‘Chu Sangwoo ♥ Jang Jaeyoung’, floated in the air perfectly, but Jaeyoung just looked amused. There was no impressive gesture.

       “Why is it the font ‘Dotum’? Don’t you like the font ‘Gulim’?”

       “We made a promise that we wouldn’t use it anymore, didn’t we?”

       “Oh, that’s true.”

       Did I choose the wrong font? I should probably consult Yoona. 

       While Sangwoo stands there dissatisfaction. Jaeyoung reaches to grab the sign and separates the balloons, folding the sign carefully. Then he held it to his chest. 

       “We have to keep it forever.”

       Impressed or not, he couldn’t understand that reaction. Sangwoo said weakly.

       “Go ahead.”

       “Let’s go together.”

       “I said go ahead.”

       As soon as he saw Sangwoo’s expression, Jaeyoung understood and went home. When he saw that the other party had walked far enough.. Sangwoo pulled all the balloons down and opened the balloons to let the air out.

       ‘I wanted to make you truly happy, but it all fell apart.’ 

       Sangwoo manages all the balloons with a bitter heart and closes the rear door.

       ‘But in the end, sincerity is important.’ 

       Even though every event seen in movies and on the internet has failed sadly, Sangwoo still doesn’t give up hope, after abandoning all the balloons and walking to the officetel [5], he found Jaeyoung waiting in front of the door. Sangwoo felt slightly surprised, thinking that the other party would definitely have to enter the house.

       “Why are you standing there?”

       “We have to go in together, what’s inside, isn’t it? Like roses or candles.”

       “…”

       Jaeyoung hugged him from behind and kissed his cheek without realizing how Sangwoo felt. Then he unlocks the door. The other party hums, then sings, “Tam, Ta, Ta, Da, Dam, Tam, Taem, Taem, Taem,” as if implying to open the door. The humming stops briefly when Jaeyoung sees the image that appears in front before continuing, Sangwoo’s lips exhaling breath.

       “No, I’m impressed.”

       “Don’t say it teasingly.”

       Sangwoo released Jaeyoung from his embrace and kicked the rose petal strongly towards the living room, he rudely took off his coat and hung it on a hanger. Then he walked to the refrigerator, poured cold water into a glass, and lifted it to drink all at once.

       “…Are you angry?”

       “Shut up and sit over there.”

       Jaeyoung observed Sangwoo’s posture and walked to the sofa, using his backhand to sweep the petals before gradually sitting down. Sangwoo opened the champagne that Jaeyoung liked the most and handed the other party a glass as a ceremony, “Cheers!” he lifted the glass up to the ceiling and brought it down to Jaeyoung’s side. Sangwoo had hoped for it to fall on the other party’s head, but unfortunately Jaeyoung caught it mid-air.

       Sangwoo went to stand in the middle of the table, where LED lights were arranged in the shape of a heart, before turning on the beam projector installed a few hours ago. He had thrown away all the cards that were prepared. Only one thing was left.

       Sincerity.

       Sangwoo pulled the laser pointer out of his pants pocket, opened the presentation file, and on the screen, countless hearts floated up followed by a photo taken together at the ski resort last year. Originally, he had planned to read the poem written by his father, which was on the front page, for the other party to listen to, but now he wasn’t in the mood for that. Sangwoo skipped to the next slide. [<Table of Content> Existing life plans. 

       Proposed changes to life plans. 

       Suitable characteristics for marriage. 

       Certification of Competence. 

       Proposal.] 

       “Powerpoint smells like Choi Yoona doing, distinctly.”

       “Because she’s the one who made it.”

       “Once in a while, I miss Bonobono [6] too. It’s a shame.”

       Jaeyoung hugged the pillow tightly, his eyes looking somewhat gloomy.

       “May I make a request? Please, don’t refuse.”

       Sangwoo pleaded in his heart, taking a deep breath. He had never been afraid of presenting before, but this time he was trembling.

       “I will start the presentation now. If you have any questions, please raise your hand. Don’t interrupt, please.”

       “Please wait patiently, Captain Chu.”

       “Close your mouth!”

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    [1]      “Even if a person falls backward, their nose will still break: Jaesoo, eobsneun, nomenu, dwiro, neomeojyeodo, koga, kkaejinda.” This is a Korean proverb that means if something doesn’t go smoothly, it won’t go smoothly like that. It also implies that unexpected misfortunes may occur. 

    [2]      Jinx. It means bringing bad luck, being unlucky, or jinxing someone. 

    [3]      Murphy’s Law. It is a saying that means “Anything that can go wrong, will go wrong.” It is also used to express the idea that many things often do not go as planned or go wrong. 

    [4]      Dr. Jekyll and Hyde: The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Hyde. It is a short story by Robert Louis Stevenson. It tells the story of a man with two different identities within himself. 

    [5]      Officetel: 오피스텔. It comes from the words office + hotel. It is a building that combines residential and commercial purposes, with the lower floors being used for offices and the upper floors for residential purposes. It is similar to condominiums in Thailand, but the units are mostly studio-type and do not have balconies. 

    [6]      Bonobono is a cartoon character, a blue sea otter that Sangwoo likes to wear in his slides. 

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  • SMNTCERR, Chapter 7: Propose 5.0 #2

    SMNTCERR, Chapter 7: Propose 5.0 #2. 

       “Hyung Jaeyoung, today I will present an important proposal, but before that, please listen carefully.”

       “Hmm, I understand.”

       “What do you think, if there is someone there to support you in difficult times, how would it be?”

       Sangwoo asked calmly, his honest feelings reflected in his eyes. Jaeyoung sipped his wine and cleared his throat two or three times, then placed the glass down and looked at Sangwoo. The other side answered the question with eyes filled with deep affection.

       “Hmm, I think it would be comforting, especially for someone like me who lacks security. It is important to have a good companion by my side.”

       “….”

       The answer itself did not seem to hide anything, but the intense desire reflected in the eyes was suspiciously unclear. Sangwoo tilted his head and moved on to the next question.

       “When two people decide to live together, are there any conditions that must be met?”

       “Love, nothing is more important than love.”

       Jaeyoung spoke with emotions overflowing, like a scene from a theatrical play, before looking directly into the eyes of Sangwoo.

       “Understanding is also important. Even if there are parts where both parties do not match…”

       Jaeyoung gave a happy example answer before the expression in the other person’s eyes slowly changed. It went from clear and visible to a slight smile within a few seconds, his gaze drifted, and his mouth revealed a small hint. “Take care…and must make an effort…to adjust…” Sangwoo has a bad attitude, so forget it.

       “Hyung?”

       “…”

       “Hey, Jang Jaeyoung.”

       “…hm?”

       “Focus. The next question, please tell me why you love me.”

       “Um, because you’re extremely sexy.”

       “…”

       The main dish was served without any hesitation, it is the most famous dish in this restaurant, but Sangwoo ate it without even knowing it went into his mouth or nose for sure, at this point the atmosphere should be very romantic, and the mood should have been elevated to the point where Jaeyoung shed tears after hearing the proposal, but it seems like he is shedding something else.

       ‘Only a few events left. Need to change the atmosphere.’

       Sangwoo finishes eating the remaining piece of meat before getting up from his seat.

       “I’ll go to the bathroom first.”

       He spoke softly and left the restaurant.

       As he stood washing his hands with cold water in the bathroom, the cool happiness returned. Sangwoo looked at his appearance in the mirror to see if everything was in order and reflected on the different steps he had taken to get to this point. Although it may not flow smoothly like in movies, there was nothing wrong, and there were still several steps left.

       ‘I had high expectations, so there’s been an overly sensitive reaction. Hyung Jaeyoung didn’t do anything wrong. Focus, let’s not unnecessarily indulge in despair and ruin everything.’ 

       Sangwoo looked at the mirror and paused for a moment before turning around and seeing Jaeyoung, who followed him quietly without making any noise, standing right there. Sangwoo was slightly startled but thought that the other party must also have business in the bathroom, so he thought of looking past him. However, Jaeyoung took a step forward to block his way.

       “Are you following me?”

       “Hmm.”

       Jaeyoung’s hand touched his cheek, slid gently down to his chin, and then lifted his chin. On the other side, he slightly leaned forward and placed both arms on Sangwoo’s shoulders, then rested them on the back of his neck.

       “Is there something wrong, Chu Sangwoo?”

       As he met the warm gaze, he laughed. Sangwoo thought to himself that he was laughably confused.

       “There’s nothing wrong. It’s just… I prepared this and that, but the atmosphere isn’t quite right. I’m afraid it will ruin everything.”

       “The atmosphere is just like usual, isn’t it?”

       “Today is a special day, so I thought it would be a bit different.”

       “You and I are the same, you know. I don’t expect anything to be different.” Jaeyoung laughed and lightly brushed his fingers against Sangwoo’s cheek. Sangwoo laughed along, unable to help himself, realizing that the other person was right.

       “We’ve been together for five hundred days. You know that I’ve loved you from the beginning until now. No, my love has grown even stronger. Do you still want something else?”

       There’s no way it could be like that. The past one year and four months have been the happiest time in Sangwoo’s life. Sangwoo leaned his face closer and kissed Jaeyoung’s forehead. Jaeyoung gently leaned his head and asked. 

       “Or are you worried that I will reject your ‘proposal’?”

       That question was so terrifying that it shook Sangwoo, who raised his head and looked into Jaeyoung’s eyes before tightly gripping his arm and earnestly pleading.

       “It’s not about that. No matter what happens, you must not reject it. Do you understand?”

       “Whether I reject or not, I should know what the proposal is first.”

       Even though he didn’t know anything, the other person laughed softly, his laughter ending in a gentle tone. The corner of his mouth pressed against his forehead, that small touch made Sangwoo forget his uneasiness. Jaeyoung whispered softly.

       “Can I kiss you?”

       “Ask before doing anything.”

       “I’m a little scared today.”

       Sangwoo raised his arm and held Jaeyoung’s neck, tilting his head and pressing their lips together firmly. In an instant, they both became passionate, with only kissing and touching each other’s bodies. Sangwoo was worried that someone would come in through the door, but they couldn’t stop. They both pushed each other’s bodies until they collided with the door of the bathroom, which was divided into small compartments. The sound of the impact echoed loudly. The back of Sangwoo’s head hit the door before Jaeyoung’s head touched the partition. Their feet moved continuously, unable to stand in one place. Then, Jaeyoung used his shoulder to push the door and pulled Sangwoo into the bathroom.

       “Ha, ha, maybe we should check-in first.”

       “I told you we can’t.”

       Jaeyoung gently pulled Sangwoo’s lips and cautiously messed up his carefully styled hair. At the same time, there was a loud noise, ‘bang’, followed by the sound of a door lock. From then on, everything became more intense.

       Jaeyoung’s lips seemed to slide down to the chin. Suddenly, he touched the neck and made a soft sound, waking up the soft skin with the tip of his tongue before licking it up fully and gently biting. Sangwoo tried to suppress the moan, but when the other’s hand, which moved slyly between his legs, reached his hardening cock, he couldn’t control himself anymore.

       “Not… yet. Don’t you want to reserve the room after seeing this state?”

       “No… I can’t. I can’t.”

       “That proposal, can we do it on the bed?”

       “No. I already said… I planned everything.”

       Jaeyoung teased Sangwoo’s body through his clothes. Then he forcefully pushed the lower part against him, using his lips and tongue to caress his ears affectionately. Sangwoo felt the happiness that made him momentarily lose consciousness right in front of Jaeyoung’s smiling face.

       “Then we can just have to handle it right here.”

       Jaeyoung placed his hand on Sangwoo’s belt buckle.

       “…crazy-guy.”

       Sangwoo grabbed his hand, but the moment their eyes met, their lips were connected again. He couldn’t control himself because Jaeyoung’s touch made his calmed desires resurface, so Jaeyoung straightened his neck and took off the belt and unbuttoned the pants without realizing it, followed by pulling down the zipper. Jaeyoung then groped over Sangwoo’s wet underwear and moved closer. Sangwoo’s legs trembled, but he managed to hold onto Jaeyoung’s shoulder and stand firm.

       “Ah, um… if you’re going to do it,  do it quickly.”

       Sangwoo’s panting sounds ceased. Jaeyoung moved his hand to his own pants and pressed his body against Sangwoo even more. Faster, hurry up. Sangwoo whispered to Jaeyoung’s ear before sucking gently on the other’s earlobe, and lightly biting Jaeyoung’s body while he laughed softly.

       “Reserve a room, whatever you think…”

       “I told you I can’t!”

       Sangwoo rejected the suggestion and pulled down Jaeyoung’s pants. After pulling down the pants, he took the ripe fleshy cock that was poking out before the underwear. Jaeyoung let out a moan and pressed his forehead against Sangwoo’s head.

       “We fit each other perfectly.”

       Jaeyoung murmured while pulling down both their underwear before kissing Sangwoo fiercely and roughly grabbing both of their cocks at once. Sangwoo’s tongue, which had previously moved with overwhelming desire, stopped. The stimulating sensation made his thoughts disappear, leaving his pale white brain empty.

       “Do you… like it?”

       Sangwoo’s face froze for a moment, forgetting that he was in an unsanitary bathroom. He clenched his teeth and revealed in the utmost joy as Jaeyoung continued to drive him crazy. This mentally ill person named Jang Jaeyoung could do anything with his body, especially when it came to sex, better than anyone else. Among all these abilities, his exceptional skills in using his hands were particularly outstanding, to the point that Sangwoo couldn’t catch up no matter how much he trained.

       ‘Because he’s good at art.’

       Sangwoo hugged Jaeyoung’s neck, feeling a sense of indescribable happiness. Their bodies pressed against each other, drenched with an unknown liquid. The speed increased continuously along with the growing sound of pleasure. Even though their eyes were closed tightly, the instinct allowed them to experience a variety of colorful scenes in darkness. Jaeyoung didn’t give in the slightest, and they both quickly reached their peak.

       “Ah, hah…Hyung you and… me…”

       “With me, what?”

       “Nothing…I’ll tell you soon.”

       ‘Stay with me forever.’ 

       Sangwoo held onto those words and clenched his teeth, despite the growing moans. But it was the least he could do to maintain some semblance of reason in this public place.

       Jaeyoung’s skilled hands moved expertly, alternating between squeezing and releasing their cocks. Sangwoo tightly grabbed onto Jaeyoung’s shoulders as he closed his eyes. The other pressed his body forward, causing Sangwoo’s back and head to hit the door, shaking the whole body in synchronization. Jaeyoung whispered his name into his ear. Sangwoo could feel that they were nearing the climax.

       “If it stains my clothes…I’ll kill you.”

       That was the final struggle of the remaining consciousness, clinging on by a thread. Jaeyoung responded to Sangwoo’s threat with a kiss. Then, the jerking speed accelerated continuously until it reached a level that seemed impossible for humans to achieve. Sangwoo also cummed experiencing pure happiness that couldn’t be tainted by any surrounding situation. As time passed, the feeling of floating in the air slowly faded away, and his feet returned to reality.

       “I thought my arms were going to give out.”

       Jaeyoung leaned weakly against Sangwoo, seemingly reaching his limit. He adjusted his heavily paced breathing, as if running a marathon, and as soon as he regained consciousness, the remaining consciousness returned.

       ‘Crazy, fuck we have actually done it in the restroom!’ 

       At that moment, Sangwoo realized what they had done from the perspective of a well-intentioned mistake. His new suit pants fell to the floor, his sweaty legs and other fluids soaked the shirt, and his hairstyle he paid for at the hair salon – “When I said I was going to propose, the salon assigned three hairstylists.” A chaotic mess that shouldn’t be questioned.

       Sangwoo shrugged Jaeyoung’s shoulder and used a tissue to wipe his body from every corner, pulled up his underwear, and pulled up his pants that were falling down and put them on again. When he finished buckling his belt, Sangwoo looked at his wristwatch and sighed.

       “Missed it.”

       “What?”

       “There was a violin performance at 2 o’clock, but we missed it.”

       “Oh, really?”

       Jaeyoung, who did not know when he had finished putting on his pants, replied casually as if it was not important, and Sangwoo sighed before opening the door and going to the sink. He washed his hands with lukewarm water and examined his reflection in the mirror.

       “Wow, you look cool.”

       Even though both of them looked a little disheveled, Jaeyoung seemed to be more flustered. Sangwoo washed his hands clean, combed his hair a little, and stood waiting until Jaeyoung was ready. Jaeyoung hesitated before loosening the rubber band holding his hair and tucking it behind his ears. Then he raised both arms to tie his hair again. That was Sangwoo’s favorite gesture during this time. As he looked at the other person again, his racing heart settled down once more. Jaeyoung revealed a faint smile as if he understood Sangwoo’s thoughts.

       “What song was it playing on the violin?”

       “Salut d’Amour, by Elgar [1].

       “Oh, I know that song!”

       “Really?”

       “Ah, that was the song that played at the wedding when the bridesmaids came out with the colored candles [2].”

       “…”

       No, that’s not it. Sangwoo became angry, so he left Jaeyoung, who was pretending to smile, and placed his hand on the door frame, making a pose as if pointing to that place where the candles were, and walked out of the bathroom.

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    [1]      Salut, d’Amour, “Love’s, Greeting.” A musical composition for violin and piano, composed by Edward Elgar in the year 1888. 

    [2]      Tiensoi, “Hwachok, : Hwawon.” Candles made from colored beeswax, commonly used in weddings. 

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