SMNTCERR, Chapter 58 <1000> #5.

   But even though he had already cummed, the center of the other party’s cock still pointed straight up, after measuring the size with his naked eyes.

   Sangwoo is surprised that this thing has entered his body before. When he saw Jaeyoung picking up a new condom, he crawled on his knees and grabbed the other person’s arm.

   “Not like this. Let’s change and do it outside like before.” [I think frotting]

   “Why? No, I haven’t done well yet.”

   “It’s not about not being able to do it. Just doing something better is enough.”

   “Who said I can’t do it!”

   Jaeyoung stammered with a red face before exhaling softly.

   “Because you’re too tight. And… it’s too sexy.”

   “Just think about it. Something that’s tight can’t expand. And something that’s sexy can’t stop being sexy.”

   The other side laughed, still looking relaxed, their gaze fixed on Sangwoo.

   “But I’ve cummed once. We should focus on something else now.”

   Jaeyoung ripped open a new condom packet without giving Sangwoo a chance to refuse. He grabbed the tip and quickly rolled it on before leaning down to be close to Sangwoo’s face.

   “Give me another chance.”

   “…”

   “Just five minutes.”

   Despite being tempted to refuse, Sangwoo couldn’t help but be captivated by Jaeyoung’s serious expression. He was completely drawn in by that gaze.  “…Okay, just five minutes.”

   It wouldn’t make much difference whether they lasted or not. Sangwoo stayed lying down as before, thinking that if the other party wanted it that badly, he would agree to do it again.

   The sound of the gel tube squeezing ended and Jaeyoung pressed down again, but this time the other party flipped Sangwoo over. Adjusting to the force, when he finally moved, he ended up in a prone position.

   “…Hyung?”

   Sangwoo turned to look backwards with an uneasy feeling, but Jaeyoung pressed down again and slowly entered, replacing the answer. Sangwoo clenched his teeth and started counting backwards from 300. Maybe because this was the second time, he didn’t feel the same pain and discomfort as the first time. If it went in all the way, it might feel better when repeated. So Sangwoo just waited, but Jaeyoung refused to go all the way in.

   Jaeyoung attached himself to Sangwoo’s back and began to move subtly, resembling someone writing a book or scraping a wall, unlike the moment before when he only barged in abruptly. Judging from the posture that resembled an animal and the internal organ structure, especially the prostate, Sangwoo immediately understood Jaeyoung’s intention.

   “Ah…”

   That was because the tip of the rod grazed against a certain point. Sangwoo clenched his teeth, trying to count backwards again. 220… 219… 218…

   “Sangwoo, are you still counting?”

   “215. And… don’t worry—, ah…”

   Jaeyoung hugged his waist tightly and pushed harder, once again hitting that spot. Sangwoo tightened the bed sheet automatically, secretly thinking that it might be just a coincidence, but then the other party stabbed at the same spot again.

   “You are only halfway through. What has it become? Is this enough?”

   Sangwoo couldn’t answer that question. Just as he was about to respond, a strange feeling intervened, causing him to grit his teeth. If the previous act was a slow exploration, now Jaeyoung was truly digging. It felt good that he was being opened and delved into deep without being violent, unlike the direct stimulation of the cock through frotting. This experience was a sensation he had just experienced for the first time in his life.

   “Ah, ah… Ah, ah…”

   The complex feelings became increasingly chaotic. Even though he bit his lip to suppress the moans, the sensations were pushed back in immediately, causing him to inadvertently keep his mouth open.

   “Wait a moment… Wait a moment, ah…”

   “Why? Is there a problem?”

   “Slowly… Slowly… No, go faster…”

   Sangwoo didn’t know what he was saying, he closed his eyes tightly, trying to hold onto himself and not let go with the strange happiness. Yet, deep down, he also wants to surrender to that feeling. He doesn’t know what his heart truly desires.

   Jaeyoung rested his chin on Sangwoo’s shoulder and pressed their bodies closer together, his hands that used to wander around Sangwoo’s chest and neck now move up to his hairline. Then, the way Jaeyoung caressed the other’s hip and smashed straight forward. Jaeyoung searched and pressed a point that makes Sangwoo’s arm tremble like a coordinate lock and then attacks suddenly.

   And then he increases the speed continuously.

   “Uh, uh, ugh… ah!”

   Sangwoo tries to stiffen his arms to support himself, but no matter how hard he tries to close his mouth, he can’t contain the explosive sound that comes from within, before he even has time to prepare for the first wave of emotions, another wave follows. Sangwoo began to be overwhelmed by that wave that came without resistance, the frequency of movement became faster, counting one number per second. He doesn’t know when but he failed to count numbers anymore.

   “Ah, oh, ahh!”

   His mouth emits strange sounds, sounds that would never escape in normal times, and the breath that hits his ear becomes more intense each time. Then Jaeyoung covered his earlobe tightly, pressing against his body forcefully. Sangwoo felt the overwhelming pleasure reaching his abdomen and let out a moan.

   The arms that have been supporting his body shake until Sangwoo finally collapses. Even though he tries to lift himself up again, fails. Sangwoo is exhausted, leaning his cheek and shoulder against the bed, breathing heavily, until Jaeyoung drops his weight down and hugs him from behind, whispering in his ear.

   “What… is this, want me to stop?”

   Sangwoo turned his face even though he’s still lying face down. Although his body feels strange, even though he’s tormented to the point where tears almost flow, he doesn’t want it to stop. He wants more than this, faster than this, rougher than this. Sangwoo gritted his teeth and screamed in his heart.

   Suddenly, Jaeyoung stopped. Sangwoo, who has become accustomed to the continuous bombardment of happiness, suddenly becomes irritated and turns around to look back. Jaeyoung withdraws and flips Sangwoo over.

   The other party quickly moved in, assuming a position with both legs of Sangwoo draped over their shoulders, forcefully spreading them apart. They used their hands to pry open the rear entrance and inserted his cock back in.

   Jaeyoung emerged and leaned down to silence Sangwoo’s lips. Sangwoo tightly gripped both of Jaeyoung’s arms, closing his eyes and gritting his teeth to endure the pressure as the strong and rigid flesh penetrated him for the third time.

   Jaeyoung acted aggressively from the beginning, thrusting in forcefully until the flesh collided with a loud squelching sound. Then he violently shifted his lower body and began stirring up emotions once again. Sweat dripped from the tip of Jaeyoung’s nose, his face looking so serious it seemed like he was angry.

   “Ah, ah, uh… Ugh, damn, wait a moment…”

   Sangwoo didn’t know what to do, so he held Jaeyoung’s neck tightly. Jaeyoung pressed his palm against his cheek before sliding his fingers, which had lost all patience, into his mouth. Sangwoo clenched his teeth on the fingers in front of his face with great force to prevent himself from succumbing to the mixed sensations of torment and pleasurable swallowing. The storm of intense desire that he encountered for the first time made his body drenched in sweat. At the same time, he automatically lifted his hips to meet the impact. The louder the sound flesh colliding, the more intense the pleasure became.

   Sangwoo was overwhelmed and had to cup and rub his own cock, desperately trying to alleviate the increasing need, while moaning and whimpering. The signs of heightened abnormal male heat trembled in response to stimulation, if even the slightest touch would bring him ultimate pleasure.

   But just then, Jaeyoung grabbed Sangwoo’s moving hand and quickly intertwined their fingers, doing the same with the other hand. Sangwoo was rendered powerless, his arms bound atop his head while his cock was screaming and leaking.

   “Let go. Ah… and let go!”

   Sangwoo struggled, but Jaeyoung used his body to hold him down. The other party only shifted his hips slightly while staring into Sangwoo’s face, silently deciding to attack at the same G spot once again. And every time he collided at that spot, the image in front of Sangwoo blurred, and his previously resisted sexual desire surged higher, as if sprouting wings. His body twisted with the immediate need for release.

   “Fuck you hyung, how many times do I have to tell you to let go!”

   “Huh… Huh… Why are you behaving so indecently? If you are still rude to speak so vulgarly… I will be stopping.”

   Because his hands were held back, preventing Sangwoo from touching his cock. Sangwoo only shifted his hips instead. He couldn’t wait for the person above to enter him again, so he took the opportunity and thrust his hips forward, the sound of flesh colliding creating waves, a faint sound echoing in the small room, and a strong breath bursting out of the lungs like a marathon runner.

   Sangwoo tightly squeezed Jaeyoung’s hand and bit into his shoulder.

   “Damn… You’re already crazy.”

   Jaeyoung whispered amidst moans and gasps, who said not to speak obscenely? He himself was speaking while leaning down to kiss his neck.

   “Huh…”

   “Sangwooya, huh… How many years in prison do you get for making someone lose consciousness for such a crime?”

   “Huh…huh”

   “Huh… Huh… What… Hey, you, I asked… How much is the fine for driving someone crazy?”

   The sound of Jaeyoung’s moaning broke beside his ear. The other party released Sangwoo’s wrist. Then he reached out and grabbed his cock, which was wet and smiling with lubrication. Sangwoo screamed uncontrollably.

   That voice didn’t sound like his own, there was no way it could be his voice, his body being overwhelmed by a man’s genitals and feeling so good that he was intoxicated, but Sangwoo didn’t care, he only cared that all the accumulated strength was directed towards the climax.

   “What does it mean…?”

   “Chu Sangwoo… you are so sexy.”

   Jaeyoung whispered in his ear and thrust his body forward until it reached its peak.

   As he saw the climax of the arousal.. Sangwoo closed his eyes tightly, the fluid trapped inside him was released like a volcano that had been set free, amidst the black image in front of him, there was a burst of bright colors. Even though his eyes were closed, he was still surrounded by light. Sangwoo had never felt like this before.

   “Huh… Huh…”

   Jaeyoung withdrew his body, causing a strange sound, but even so, he was too weak to feel embarrassed and exhausted from the overwhelming pleasure, Jaeyoung’s body seemed filled with sexual energy from head to toe.

   Otherwise, he wouldn’t be able to feel so satisfied.

   “You are still hard, huh.”

   Sangwoo felt as if he heard a faint sound coming from afar, while a lingering feeling remained at the fingertips. Sangwoo stared at his sweaty hand in disbelief.

   Slowly regaining consciousness, he looked at the clock, which showed 4:58 am, wondering if it was broken. He also noticed Jaeyoung’s still trembling body and overwhelming emotions. Despite feeling numb, he couldn’t even twitch his fingers. In this state of mind, he didn’t feel like doing anything at all.

   “Are you sleepy? Let me change the sheets and then  we can go to sleep.”

   Sangwoo blinked, and amidst the darkness, Jaeyoung appeared with a freshly folded rectangular sheet instead of getting up. Sangwoo extended his arms wide on the other side. As Jaeyoung curled up and sat down, Sangwoo wrapped his arms around him, hugged him tightly, and immediately closed his eyes.

   “Sangwoo.”

   “…”

   “Are you asleep?”

   With less than an hour left to sleep, just waking up before five o’clock was already a miracle for Sangwoo. When Jaeyoung asked, “Are you asleep, you brat?” seemed to have fallen asleep for real.

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SMNTCERR, Chapter 57 <1000> #4.

Jaeyoung’s lips moved down to his abdomen without realizing it. Sangwoo didn’t know when had been left with only underwear. The other side touched and explored everywhere. Only the erect cock that hadn’t been touched yet expanded as if to provoke Jaeyoung until it became obscene, enough to convey and proceed to the next step… The other side didn’t listen at all.

“Stop, please.”

Jaeyoung didn’t respond but bit down on the side of Sangwoo’s body, causing him to unintentionally let out a groan.-Sangwoo was about to get angry, so he sat up, which surprised Jaeyoung.

“Take it off.”

Sang pulled up Jaeyoung’s shirt roughly. He didn’t even unbutton it. When the well-sculpted body was revealed, his breathing became more rapid.

Jaeyoung struggled to remove the shirt completely. Then he looked at Sangwoo.

Even though he hadn’t done anything yet, Sangwoo felt breathless, and Jaeyoung’s flat chest also moved violently.

They were both men, but the shoulders of the person in front of him still looked broader. didn’t know why he had such feelings towards this body. If he had this preference, why didn’t anything happen during high school or even during military service? While Sangwoo was filled with countless questions, Jaeyoung stood up abruptly.

Jaeyoung took a step towards the wall to turn off the lights and then returned.

As the light from the bulb went out, everything was enveloped in darkness. Only a faint light seeped through the window, providing some brightness for them. Sangwoo swallowed nervously, while Jaeyoung walked back and stooped to pick up a discarded condom and lubricant on the floor before tossing his pants aside. Then he climbed back onto the bed wearing only underwear.

The young man stood in the midst of darkness, blinking slowly. As he parted his lips, the gentlest kiss landed them, causing him to close his eyes automatically. In that moment, Jaeyoung embraced Sangwoo from behind and pressed him down again before caressing his body gently in preparation for a tender sexual encounter. The other party chuckled mischievously before whispering softly with a slightly hoarse voice.

“Why does it have to be like this?”

“The flesh…”

“It’s my fault for asking. No need to speak anymore.”

Jaeyoung took off his own underwear and tore open a condom wrapper. Sangwoo intentionally avoided looking at the sight of the other party putting on protection because he already knew where it would go. He thought if he didn’t look directly it would probably be better for his mental state.

“Make sure it’s on correctly. Don’t put it inside out, right?”

“Oh.”

“Did you squeeze the air out at the tip?”

“If you want to be satisfied, why don’t you come and put it on yourself?”

Jaeyoung unwrapped another latex condom before sliding it onto his finger. Seeing the other party apply gel to the tip, Sangwoo felt his throat dry up, but all he could do was bite his lip and bring his legs closer together.

With one hand, Jaeyoung pulled down Sangwoo’s underwear without caring about the position. Then he pressed their bodies together before kissing softly, intending to divert Sangwoo’s attention from the lower part. While kissing until the consciousness blurred, Jaeyoung’s finger slipped inside unnoticed. After that, Sangwoo didn’t notice anything except for the intense unfamiliar sensation.

Jaeyoung continued to explore every corner of Sangwoo’s mouth with his agile tongue. At the same time, he squeezed more gel and moved his finger in a sweeping motion. Sangwoo took a deep breath and held Jaeyoung’s arm around his neck. When the other party mentioned having done this before, he thought of trying to trust this person. If it wasn’t someone experienced, he wouldn’t allow them to engage in such risky behavior.

“Sangwoo-ya…”

Jaeyoung whispered in a hoarse voice, his finger still moving. Sangwoo felt speechless, overwhelmed by the sensation.

“Until when will you continue to act calm?”

“You’ll know soon enough.”

They exchanged responses like fools, feeling the increasing intensity of the strange squeezing that entered his body. It’s not just a finger anymore… Jaeyoung slowly moved his fingers in and out, while Sangwoo leaned forward, firmly gripping the other’s arm.

“Does it hurt?”

“Keep going. I have good endurance.”

He felt like something inside was being pushed out, but as the muscles contracted, he felt even more uncomfortable. Jaeyoung spoke calmly as if he wasn’t inserting his finger into someone else’s back passage.

“I am not doing it to cause pain.”

If you mean the theory that one can feel good through stimulation of the prostate, I already know. It’s a method used to treat urinary tract-related diseases.”

After letting out an annoyed groaning sound for a while, Jaeyoung’s fingers rotated and pressed against certain points. A strange sensation spread throughout Sangwoo’s body and then the other side withdrew his finger.

Sangwoo knew that there was something large touching the entrance.  Although he had anticipated it, he couldn’t suppress the anticipation. Sangwoo tried to push Jaeyoung’s chest out, but he was crushed even closer than before.

“Wait a moment, hyung. Let me measure the diameter first.”

“…Don’t say things like that in this situation, okay?”

“If the rectum is not flexible. Something will go wrong…”

“I don’t mean to hurt you.”

Jaeyoung didn’t smile at all. Sangwoo could feel that the other side was just as tense as him. Sangwoo’s hand was moist with sweat from anxiety. He genuinely thought that he might give in right now, but because this was something he had never experienced before, it was definitely not easy.

Sangwoo bit his lip tightly to prevent any sound from escaping. He endured the pain very well, but because this was something he had never encountered before, it was certainly not easy.

Jaeyoung held Sangwoo’s hand and intertwined their fingers, bending his body slowly forward. The other side touched Sangwoo’s ear with his hand and pressed harder on the edge of his lips than usual. Sangwoo lay still, mouth agape, breathless. His brain was blank, but his heart beat faster, as if all the nerves were concentrated in his lower body. It felt like something was being pushed deeper and deeper, but there was no way to know where it would end.

Jaeyoung nibbled Sangwoo’s lip.

“Are you serious?”

“What… is it?”

Jaeyoung took a deep breath and then slowly replied, word by word.

“Please… please… relax a bit, I’m about to lose it.”

“…”

“Alright, calm down… try thinking about something you enjoy watching to relax, like a backhoe or something.”

What nonsense are you talking about?”

Sangwoo responded with a heavy sigh, his voice filled with anxiety. Jang Jaeyoung might still be playful, but Sangwoo was not. Although this whole situation started because he consented to it, now he felt like it was just a crazy thing.

Jaeyoung raised an eyebrow slightly and glanced at Sangwoo, his face showing surprise.

“Why are you making that face?”

“It hurts a lot, but it’ll pass.”

“Hyung, what’s wrong? You know who should be hurting more than the other.”

“I don’t know, damn it, it just hurts.”

“Oh…”

Sangwoo felt like crying out.

“Hurry up and finish it.”

“Damn it… look away, it’s not even halfway in yet, what else do you want me to do?”

Sangwoo turned his face away. He didn’t want to see that kind of image even for a moment. According to the theory he had heard, the receiving party should feel more pain, but he didn’t understand why it was reversed like this. It seemed like something was wrong. He leaned his shoulder against Jaeyoung.

“I don’t think I’ll feel good about it, so take it out.”

Jaeyoung turned his face away, stubbornly holding onto Sangwoo’s neck and refusing to let go.

“No. I won’t.”

“Take it out when I’m still speaking nicely.”

“If that’s the case, try memorizing the value of pi. If you can memorize up to a hundred digits, then I’ll take it out.”

“…Do you really think I can’t?”

“Hurry up.”

‘Is this person crazy?’

Although Sangwoo only laughed, Jaeyoung’s face looked serious. He couldn’t understand why we had to go through all this trouble with a cock inserted in our rear passage, but if he didn’t, Jang Jaeyoung would never back down. So he opened his mouth.

Okay, 3.1415926…”

If it’s just hundreds of digits, it shouldn’t take more than two minutes. Just when he thought this crazy story might come to an end, he felt a little relieved. Sangwoo closed his eyes and immersed himself in the numbers that appeared in his mind.

“535897… ah, mmmhpf!”

But Jaeyoung, who had been silent, suddenly inserted another inch further. As Sangwoo stopped talking, the other side also stopped moving. When they both looked, Jaeyoung pretended to act innocently.

“No, nothing, continue.”

“932…38… Oh, mmhpf…”

“Continue, please.”

“46…ahhh… Wait a minute. Stop…”

“Sangwoo-ya, did you forget? Wasn’t you the one who said you could go on for thousands of digits.”

“1,024, digits… Ahh!”

He held back his voice and, at some point, Jaeyoung pushed his way in. Not only did he enter a little bit at a time, but it felt like Jaeyoung’s cock grew so big that it exceeded the acceptable value and squeezed into the body, causing the passage to expand and tighten. Sangwoo tightly closed his eyes, tears welling up.

“It hurts, it hurts.”

Despite being hit on the shoulder, Jaeyoung didn’t care and only moved his hips to insert the hot rod.

“It’s okay. It’s okay.”

“It hurts! Check if there’s any bleeding, please hurry.”

Sangwoo didn’t dare to look for himself, so he urged the other side to help him check. Jaeyoung took a breath and looked down before forcefully rubbing his forehead against Sangwoo’s neck.

“I don’t think this will work anymore… Let’s do something else.”

“Hey, don’t rush.”

Jaeyoung raised his eyes and squeezed the gel onto the connecting point, then pulled the middle part of his body out slightly, applied the slippery gel, and pushed it back in again, but this time the insertion was so intense that shook Sangwoo’s body. Sangwoo held onto Jaeyoung’s shoulders tightly. He must have gone crazy to allow the other side to do something like this. Something that couldn’t fit tightly was inside Sangwoo’s passage, and he clenched his teeth to avoid making strange sounds.

Jaeyoung used his free hand to support his upper body. Then he leaned down to look at Sangwoo and slowly moved his hips, biting his lower lip with an uncomfortable expression. was clear that he didn’t feel good at all, well, that’s how it is, two men together just can’t happen.

‘I want it to end quickly already.’

Right now, Sangwoo only wants one thing. If he can make the other party more aroused, sometimes the process might be faster. Sangwoo held both sides of Jaeyoung’s face and pulled him closer. When he kissed the corner of his mouth, Jaeyoung stopped moving and collapsed onto Sangwoo’s chest before taking deep, heavy breaths, his chest rising and falling rapidly.

“Why don’t you continue, hyung? Does it hurt?”

Jaeyoung doesn’t answer but instead raises his head slightly and looks at

Sangwoo with a drifting gaze. Sangwoo momentarily forgot how to breathe. Although the sex doesn’t feel as good as expected, the closeness of their bodies without any barriers makes his heart race.

Sangwoo adjusted his breathing and reached down to touch Jaeyoung’s damp thigh, sliding his fingers up until they reached the small of his back, causing Jaeyoung’s body to tremble. Sangwoo wraps his arm around the other’s neck and whispers against his ear before gently nibbling.

“Hyuuuung, who said he wanted to have sex with me? Hurry up and do it.”

Jaeyoung furrows his brow and suddenly his sweat drops onto Sangwoo’s body. While Sangwoo blinks, unaware of what’s happening, Jaeyoung withdraws his body abruptly.

“What the hell, why are you acting strange all of a sudden?”

“…”

Jaeyoung removes the condom, ties it up, and throws it away.

First time went down.

 

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SMNTCERR, Chapter 56 <1000> #3.

   Sangwoo didn’t know how to stop this steeply rising graph. While his heart was pounding in his chest, they walked to the car. The distance that used to take ten minutes to run to the cinema took over thirty-five minutes to return.

   Jaeyoung spoke with an unaffected expression.

   “Finally here, huh?”

   Now, in Sangwoo’s mind, he was constantly thinking about something else, so he didn’t bother about those words having any issues.

   “Hyungnim.”

   “Oh, come on.”

   But it’s not easy at all, you know, it’s a complicated matter. Sangwoo startled himself and blurted out what had been lingering in his mouth, like uprooted weeds.

   “How does it feel to sleep with a man?”

   “Do you think it’s similar to being with a woman?”

   “…”

   “It’s just a matter of attraction between two people, nothing more.”

   “Hyungnim.”

   “Why again?”

   “Nothing.”

   Jaeyoung didn’t hesitate like before. He took out the car keys and unlocked the door quietly.

   The atmosphere inside the car on the way back home was filled with tension. Jaeyoung kept looking straight ahead and drove without saying a word or making any meaningless remarks. Sangwoo didn’t dare to look at the other side and therefore didn’t know what expression the other person had on their face.

   The car was running smoothly on an empty road, but deep inside, Sangwoo felt suffocated as if he couldn’t breathe. He couldn’t understand himself, whether he wanted to reach home quickly or wished for the walk to be slow so that he wouldn’t have to arrive home for sure.

   However, no matter what Sangwoo desired, the car continued to run at a constant speed until it finally reached Sangwoo’s apartment complex. Jaeyoung parked the car neatly before turning off the engine. Then, silence prevailed, stretching out in an enduring feeling.

   “Are you going to sleep here?”

   Jaeyoung made a silent joke, but the atmosphere wasn’t suitable for laughter.

   Even Sangwoo’s own face was tense.

   “I still can’t get out.”

   “Why not?”

   “There’s something I need to do.”

   Sangwoo knew well that if he didn’t appease him, he wouldn’t be calm. When he turned to look to the left, his eyes met with a pair of eyes that seemed to have been looking at him first. Jaeyoung leaned over and rested his elbow on the armrest.

   “Just do it.”

   While staring at the other side, Sangwoo assumed a nonchalant posture, but his heart raced like a drumbeat. Sangwoo did what he had never done before; he knelt on the console and swung his leg over to the driver’s seat before settling himself on Jaeyoung’s lap and using both hands to hold onto the other party’s shoulders. In an instant, Jaeyoung’s eyes widened and collided with his forehead with a pillow.

   “Why are you so surprised when you told me to do it?”

   Sangwoo raised his right hand and gently caressed the face of the person in front of him before closing his eyelids and moving closer.

   ‘Stay calm.’

   He pressed his lips softly against Jaeyoung’s lips, contrary to the tumultuous heartbeats and the sound of their breathing.

   ‘Take it slow.’

   He kissed the other party’s lips as he had practiced before, touching the soft skin inside their lips and lightly running his hand along their neck.

   ‘Gentle.’

   Jaeyoung remained still for a moment before responding. Sangwoo sucked on the other party’s lips and then let go. Then, he took Jaeyoung’s tongue into his mouth.

   ‘Breathe through your nose.’

   Sangwoo tilted his head to facilitate the kiss and stimulated the root of

   Jaeyoung’s tongue, causing the other party to moan in their throat and their tongues to entwine. The person below reached their hand into the T-shirt, and the direct contact with the warm skin heightened the graph of sensations.

   Jaeyoung traced his fingers along Sangwoo’s waist and back for a moment. Then he removed his cap and tossed it aside. He held onto Sangwoo’s hair and used his fingertips to explore the spots he had previously seen but only glanced, such as the ears, eyelids, and nose, which seemed strangely stiff. Sangwoo suddenly used his hand to mess up the hairstyle that Jaeyoung had neatly arranged, as it was not easy to have an opportunity to touch each other like this.

   The intensity of the kiss grew stronger and showed no signs of diminishing. Sangwoo felt both joy and excitement. He didn’t know how many times they changed the angle of their kisses before he finally pulled his face away from Jaeyoung’s face. Sangwoo thought that if it was about this, they could continue doing it all the time, so he felt a tinge of regret, but he also looked deep into

   Jaeyoung’s eyes. This was the first time he saw Jaeyoung with such a flushed face.

   “Hubaenim… Did you practice?”

   “Yes.”

   He discreetly glanced at the watch and realized that they had been kissing for more than nine minutes, which proved that the practice paid off. Jaeyoung gasped for breath and blushed.

   “How was it? With… someone?”

   “I won’t tell.”

   “Did you not practice having sex with anyone else, right?”

   “Yes.”

   “Then let’s go.”

   Jaeyoung looked at Sangwoo in his disheveled state. Sangwoo could feel a certain driving force in his eyes that resembled his own. From the beginning, Jang Jaeyoung never thought of suppressing his desires.

   “I… I’ll go first.”

   Sangwoo reached out to grab the car door, hoping to escape from the cramped situation he was sitting in on someone else’s lap. At that moment, Jaeyoung hugged Sangwoo tightly, followed by planting a kiss on his forehead.

   “Stay like this for a while. I’m too excited to calm down.”

   Jaeyoung held Sangwoo in a tight embrace, almost suffocating him.  Sangwoo closed his eyes and faced the intense desire that was trapped inside. It had always been like this, where he was often overwhelmed by overwhelming desires, and he had only managed to deal with it properly once.

   “Hyung.”

   Sangwoo didn’t intend to say anything, and it wasn’t a carefully chosen word.

   What drove him was an unspoken desire that never reached its destination.

   Jaeyoung didn’t reply, just took deep breaths. And exhaled. Sangwoo spoke again.

   “I want to do it. Having sex with you.”

   Silence filled the air. At this moment, Sangwoo was strangely calm. Although his heart was pounding, it had been like this since he saw Jaeyoung leaning against the car. He had a clear goal and knew that the most effective way to alleviate the tension was.

   “Will you consent?”

   The voice that came out was steady. And his mind was clear. The hand resting on Sangwoo’s shoulder exerted more force, waiting for a moment.

   Jaeyoung responded with a trembling voice.

   “Shall we go inside together?”

   “I need time to prepare first.”

   “How long?”

   “One hour.”

   Jaeyoung raised his left arm to look at his watch.

   “I will come up to see you at 3.32 am.”

   “Okay. See you then.”

   Sangwoo said that before getting out of the car.

   return 0;.

   Knock, knock!

   Jang Jaeyoung knocked on the door as the minute hand moved from 32 to 33.

   Just at that moment. Not even a second late or early, surprising even Sangwoo.

   Sangwoo stared at the door for a moment before taking a deep breath and walking closer. He stopped a short distance from the door and reached out to unlock it. As the lock mechanism disaged, the sound ceased, and as soon as the door opened, he came face to face with Jaeyoung standing in the hallway, his posture intimidating enough to catch Sangwoo off guard.

   The door hadn’t closed completely, and Jaeyoung’s shoes were nowhere to be seen. The birth control devices he held in his hands slipped and scattered on the floor like shooting stars, and his tall figure placed a wine bottle forcefully on a shelf, luckily without breaking it. After that, he lunged forward to find Sangwoo immediately.

   For one hour, Sangwoo tried to control his emotions and help himself suppress desire, instead of getting too excited, even though he had prepared himself mentally. But when Jaeyoung approached closely and wrapped his arms around his waist, it made him excited. Only now did he realize that Jaeyoung had a much larger body than his own.

   Jaeyoung pressed his lips against Sangwoo’s lower lip, then slowly moved across his upper lip, cheek, nose, forehead, and chin. Jaeyoung’s condition seems unstable, causing Sangwoo to worry, but the refreshing scent of toothpaste made him feel somewhat relaxed.

   The edge of Jaeyoung’s lips nibbled on Sangwoo’s lower lip, then slid down his neck, leaving a moist trail, before flicking his tongue, creating a faint sound that made Sangwoo involuntarily stretch his neck. His hand, without realizing it, slipped into his shirt and had been caressing his back since who knows when, before finally reaching for his waist and pressing their lower bodies together. As soon as he realized something hard was in the middle of the other’s body, Sangwoo’s body stiffened. had practiced various scenarios and studied countless theories, but when it came down to it, he became excited and scared to the point where he couldn’t move a finger.

   “You mean…”

   “…”

   “Have you… done this with a man before… for real?”

   Jaeyoung licked Sangwoo’s throat without answering, just as the other party withdrew from his lips for a moment. The shirt, which he didn’t know when it had piled up above his chest, was easily taken off. While Sangwoo was surprised, now Jaeyoung became the one to close his mouth. Even though they had been kissing for nine minutes, it seemed like it wasn’t enough. Although he should have been accustomed to the kisses of the other party by now, in this situation, he didn’t know where to put his hands.

   While they were kissing, Sangwoo felt that Jaeyoung was gradually pushing him back, step by step, one step, two steps, and suddenly there was a bed behind him. Even though he was lying down with closed eyes, Jaeyoung made it natural for Sangwoo to fall onto the bed, as if using judo techniques. His firm body leaned back, his head resting on the pillow. Then, a white ceiling appeared before his eyes.

   ‘Whatever happens, let it happen.’

   The intense excitement made his body tense up completely. Sangwoo wanted to end whatever intimacy there was. As he lay naked on top, under the bright white light bulb, he felt a sense of embarrassment arise, but he couldn’t withdraw.

   ‘Just endure for another ten minutes, and it will probably be over.’

   Sangwoo tightly closed his eyes and immersed himself in his thoughts. The hands that had touched his body disappeared. When he slightly opened his eyes and glanced at Jaeyoung, their eyes met, and those eyes looked intoxicated, as if they had been drinking together.

   “Why are you still? You don’t seem like you did before.”

   “…Because I’m excited.”

   “Are you ready?”

   “Don’t ask about tomorrow.”

   “There’s no need to be nervous.”

   “I’m ready. I’ve taken a bath and cleaned myself… Don’t worry. I’ve trimmed my nails. And I’ve douc-…”

   Jaeyoung covered Sangwoo’s mouth with his hand.

   “Shh. I didn’t ask for an explanation that big.”

   “Uh, um,.”

   “I understand… You don’t have to say anything.”

   The other party removed his hand and replaced it with his lips. Sangwoo couldn’t think of anything except fear. The sound of the soft kisses disrupted the silence, Jaeyoung’s face hidden behind closed eyelids looked troubled, the touch of the hand sliding along his neck and waist, the weight pressing down on his legs, everything made Sangwoo tense up completely.

   “What are you thinking?”

   Jaeyoung withdrew his lips for a moment and asked. Sangwoo swallowed, unable to produce a sound. He didn’t know what to answer. In his mind, there were now steps for sexual intercourse, mechanisms of pleasure, tips he had read on the internet, safety guidelines and disease prevention, everything mixed together.

   “Well, several things… .”

   “Forget the theories, this here, it’s practical now.”

   Jaeyoung finished speaking and kissed again, his fingers that had once grazed the earlobe slid down the neck, past the collarbone, down to the chest, the fingertips of the upper hand pressed lightly on an insignificant nodule on the man’s body before starting a gentle touch, rotating as if twisting. Then he gently squeezed again. On the other side, Sangwoo released from the edge of Jaeyoung’s lips and swallowed the other side of the chest, using his mouth to suck forcefully and using his teeth lightly.

   “Ah…”

   A strange moan escaped from the throat. Sangwoo quickly used his hand to cover his mouth, but Jaeyoung grabbed his arm and pulled it down again. The other side used the tip of his tongue to press against his chest for a long time until he had to lift his hips, his toes tensed. Sangwoo pressed the tip of Jaeyoung’s chin against his body, allowing the other side to bite the top of his earlobe as if given permission. Sangwoo clenched his teeth to suppress the moan.

   ‘Suffocating.’

   While consciousness blurred, he could feel the release. The higher the sexual arousal and the more intense the sensation, the more the suffocation expanded.  ‘Hurry… do something.’

   Kissing and touching each other’s bodies is something they had done before. The reason he called Jaeyoung today was to make this overwhelming feeling reach its climax.

   “That’s enough.”

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SMNTCERR, Chapter 55 <1000> #2.

   “L13, L14.”

   “That’s good.”[1]

   Jaeyoung glanced at the movie ticket and walked into the dark theater, as it was the last show and late, there weren’t many people. Besides the elderly couple sitting at the end of the row with them, there was no one else.

   The advertisements continued to play on the screen as. Jaeyoung said. Once they settled into their seats, Sangwoo took out his phone, turned it off, and put it back in his shirt pocket. As he leaned back in his seat, Sangwoo felt more relaxed, blinking slowly to drive away the restlessness.

   Just as he started to feel thirsty, Jaeyoung handed him a bottle of soda as if reading his mind. It was unclear why there was only one straw when he intended to drink alone. Sangwoo, who was about to complain, had to close his mouth again.

   ‘Why think too much about such a simple matter? We’ve already kissed.’  Because he knew what the other party would say in response.

   Sangwoo quietly sipped the soda. When he handed the glass to Jaeyoung again, the other party immediately turned to look and quickly sucked the black drink through the transparent straw.. Sangwoo wondered why the other party had to stare at someone else while drinking.

   The flickering light inside the dimly lit venue caused one side of Jaeyoung’s face to change with the alternating brightness and darkness, the shadow of his nose bouncing on his cheek. Even though he had just taken a sip of soda,

   Sangwoo felt his mouth dry, and his eyes, which hadn’t blinked, began to sting.

   Who would be the winner in this long-lasting staring contest? It might be Jaeyoung because when the light from the screen went out, Sangwoo closed his eyes and leaned closer to the other person’s lips.

   Although he pulled away due to the sudden scream of “Help!” accompanied by the sudden brightening of the surroundings,. Sangwoo still felt embarrassed. At first, he thought the other party was asleep, then he claimed it happened because of being drunk. As for the other times, they happened with mutual consent and willingness. But this time, he did it without permission while the other party was still unaware, and while closing his eyes with embarrassment, he missed the first half of the movie.

   ‘It’s over.’

   Sangwoo doesn’t like that at all. When he turned around to look for the root cause of his deception, he found that the other party was just staring at the screen with a blank expression, fingers resting on the armrest naturally like a spider. Sangwoo forced his body to turn back and look ahead.

   Fortunately, the story’s content is simple enough to understand without any problems, even if you missed the beginning. The story involves extraterrestrial humans who can fly at the speed of light. They have skin that is resistant to all physical damage and harness solar energy as a power source. In brief, the story revolves around a superhuman from another planet who must thwart the plans of enemies who intend to use his weaknesses against him.

   Sangwoo feels conflicted for two reasons. First, there are many aspects of the movie that he doesn’t understand. Second, Jaeyoung keeps moving his hand, appearing calm amidst the darkness, with a hand that reflects white light, never staying still. When. Sangwoo accidentally taps on the armrest, the other side extends his fingers as if stretching a string, sometimes flipping his hand up to reveal it. Sangwoo intentionally avoids looking at Jaeyoung’s face throughout the two and a half hours, so he doesn’t know if the muscles on his face move as well, but he only sees his hand, which makes him feel disconnected from his own body and self-awareness.

   After the movie ends, they quietly walk out of the theater. Then they take the elevator down to the ground floor. When they step outside, their arms touch the warm air, the night sky is dark and serene, and the walkway is gray. Time passes unnoticed until it’s past one o’clock, and the bustling streets near Jongno-dong are empty.

   “How was the movie?”

   After nine minutes of silence, Jaeyoung speaks up, his right hand casually reaching into his pocket.

   “Should we consider superhumans as animals or plants?”

   “What are you talking about?”

   “Well, he said they use air and sunlight as an energy source. Although their physical structure is complex like humans, when they live by photosynthesis, they should be classified more as plants than animals, shouldn’t they?”

   “Um… I don’t know.”

   “And in the movie, there’s a scene where he says he wants to shave his mustache. How does he shave? Even if it’s exposed to the explosion of a supernova, it wouldn’t burn, right? Ordinary razors made of steel probably wouldn’t work either.”

   “Hmm…”

   “It’s kind of pitiful that he lost to kryptonite.”

   That was the only scene that Sangwoo watched and felt immersed in the movie. It was a scene where the superhuman, who was invincible, was defeated by a piece of jewelry from his home planet, simply by bringing the green gem close to his skin, which became as vulnerable as a regular human under the influence of uranium radiation. Sangwoo felt a warmth inside him, as if it were his own story.

   “It’s the Death Ex-Mach of the superhero series.”

   “What is that?”

   “Simply put, it’s a cheating formula. If you’re too good, it’s not fun, so there has to be some crypton to make Superman vulnerable. Even though in the end he can easily win and seem useless.”

   “Oh…”

   “Most superhero movies are like this. People focus more on the action scenes than the storytelling that is already familiar. No one cares about the synthesis of light and beard shaving, what matters is that Superman is super handsome, super strong, on the side of humanity, and wears different tight suits.”

   Jaeyoung waved his left hand, drawing a complex circular pattern in the air, and when he finished speaking, he grabbed the front of his shirt that he was wearing and fanned himself to cool off. Sangwoo looked at the side profile of the other person’s face, which seemed to have gained some special knowledge today.

   “I didn’t know before that you are also smart like me.”

   “What do you see me as?”

   Human cancer, jigsaw puzzle, mental illness, sadness, garbage, but now many things have changed, and he himself is uncertain. Sangwoo shifted his gaze from Jaeyoung and looked straight ahead, seeing both sides of the road lined with tall trees.

   “Where are we?”

   “Jeongryun Park.”

   “Why did we come this way?”

   “Shortcut.”

   Sangwoo frowned. If this is a shortcut, why didn’t we take this way earlier? 

   Otherwise, we wouldn’t have been late. While he was thinking about that, Jaeyoung reached out and flicked the brim of his hat. When he turned to look, his eyes met the brown eyes of the person in front of him, causing his vision to blur.

   “So, is it fun not?”

   “Is it fun?”

   “Yes, after watching a movie, you must have some feelings, right?”

   “Um… I don’t know. It’s a strange movie.”

   Sangwoo wanted to know the other person’s opinion, he asked back, “And what about you, hyungnim?” Hearing that, Jaeyoung, who had been walking and looking straight ahead, turned to meet Sangwoo’s gaze and replied.

   “I think it’s fun.”

   “Which scene?”

   “I don’t know.”

   “How can you not know?”

   “Because I’ve been staring at your face and haven’t watched the movie.”

   Sangwoo was speechless and stopped in his tracks without knowing the reason. Jaeyoung walked ahead. Meanwhile, Sangwoo remained motionless, staring at the back of the person in front of him.

   Duk-duk-duk.

   His heart raced, feeling both uneasy and exhilarated at the same time. While Sangwoo was trying to calm his mind, the distance between them gradually widened, revealing a contradiction in the words of the other party. Sangwoo shifted his feet again and quickened his pace until they were walking side by side.

   “It doesn’t make sense. You said you didn’t watch the movie, but you said it was fun. This means one of them is a lie.”

   “That’s true for both of us.”

   “How can you feel entertained if you didn’t watch the movie?”

   “Try using your imagination, Samchun.”

   As soon as he heard the somewhat vague answer, he immediately understood. Sangwoo’s futile attack had backfired, and he bowed his head and continued walking.

   After leaving the park, they came across a long straight wall that was a famous landmark in Seoul. Sangwoo had been here before with his ex-girlfriend when they were still together, and he remembered how crowded it was, making him annoyed. But today was quiet and deserted, not even a single soul in sight, and that might be the reason why he felt excited and overwhelmed.

   They continued walking without saying a word, only looking straight ahead. However, in the corner of his eyes, he could see Jaeyoung’s left hand, even though his right hand adjusted his coat, touched his neck, or slipped into his pocket. The left hand remained abandoned by his side, and it only twitched and jerked since they left the cinema one minute ago. Two minutes passed. Three minutes passed. Until Sangwoo felt uneasy. At that moment, he looked down at his watch and realized it was almost two o’clock.

   ‘Who said it was a shortcut?’

   Although it had been two hours since he last slept, his mind remained clear. Moreover, he felt more awake than usual. Sangwoo prepared himself for any teasing from the other party, silently observing everything from their breathing patterns, hand movements, to the wrinkles on Jaeyoung’s pants.

   “Jaeyoung Hyung.”

   “What?”

   It was somewhat embarrassing to ask if they could hold hands. Sangwoo didn’t know what to say.

   “Is it still far until we reach the parking lot?”

   “We’re here.”

   It felt like waves of turmoil were surging in his chest, and the trapped beast was urging him to quickly hold hands. Otherwise, who knows what might happen. Sangwoo tightly closed his eyes, extended his hand forward without any choice.

   The tips of the fingers naturally passed through Jaeyoung’s swinging hands. Without realizing it, both of them coordinated without knowing. Sangwoo secretly took a light breath, his hand holding on to the swinging hand, giving him a strange feeling as if an electric current was flowing throughout his body.

   “Hyungnim.”

   “What?”

   “Nothing.”

   But it didn’t end there. Even though they were holding hands with the other party, the beast within Sangwoo stirred and demanded something more. Even though he tried to say no, to help maintain appearances, it didn’t listen.

   “Hyung.”

   “What?”

   “Just calling casually. There’s nothing.”

   He endured the tormenting urge until they finally reached the parking lot, his hands soaked in sweat. If it could be wrung out like a wet cloth, it would probably fill a bucket. He had no idea how he had managed to live a life like a normal person for twenty-five years with such intense desires. Sangwoo just couldn’t understand.

   “You’re funny. Normally, you can say whatever you want, right? So, what’s up today?”

   At that moment, he looked up and saw Jaeyoung’s face, trying to avoid eye contact as he walked. Sangwoo lost his composure, the overwhelming desire tightly packed in his chest. Sangwoo felt that the hand they were holding had a detrimental effect on him, so he let go and blurted out his response.

   “Today, I feel strange. Isn’t it true that at the movie theater you didn’t put anything like that in the cola, right?”

   “I used to think you were a person without imagination. I guess I have to rethink that.”

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   [1] “That’s good.” Korean cinemas have seating rows arranged from top to bottom, starting with the letter L and descending to A. Therefore, the row ‘Land’ is the best row.

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SMNTCERR, Chapter 54 <1000> #1.

– [Ru Jihye, French protagonist: Senior, I have urgent matters tomorrow, so I have to cancel our appointment in advance. Sorry about that._22:37.]

[Okay_23:49.]

After replying to the message, Sangwoo put down his mobile phone. Canceling the Friday evening appointment allowed him to arrive at the office on time. And another thing…

“I have to deal with this guy.”

He glanced at the two movie tickets on the table, worth 10,000 won (8 USD) each, which Jaeyoung had slipped through the door crack and given to him two months ago, about to expire this Sunday. Initially, he was going to give them to Jihye.

Even though Sangwoo lost his game console because he got drunk, it didn’t seem right to just repay a debt of 130,000 won (97 USD) with only one cup of tea, so he thought about giving the movie tickets to Jihye. But since the appointment was canceled, he missed the chance.

‘If that’s the case, I guess I’ll have to sell them.’

However, upon closer consideration, the only two people who would buy tickets on a Friday like this were Choi Yoona and Jang Jaeyoung. But instead of taking the ticket he got from Jaeyoung “while arguing with him”, he returned it to the owner and sold it to Yoona, which seemed like a better option.

At that moment, Jaeyoung’s words popped up in his mind, using the word ‘movie’ as a keyword to search for a database in Sangwoo’s head.

‘Do you like movies?’

‘Huh? Don’t you want to invite me to watch it together? Just buy a ticket for yourself.’

‘Let’s go watch a movie.’

‘Hey, kid. Are you so scared that you have to skip school just because I invited you to watch a movie?’

‘Are you from the Stone Age? I often go to the movies with male friends.’

Those words became memories on the day Jaeyoung carried a notebook without even a pen to an internet cafe, the day he had feelings for the other party for the first time, and the day that party stood cursing in front of the door before leaving.

“I guess he likes watching movies.”

Let’s think about it… Jaeyoung often talks about movies or sings songs from movie soundtracks. At that time, he figured out a way to deal with the movie tickets without having to resell them, after being infatuated for a while.

Sangwoo decided to use plan two.

When it was exactly midnight, Sangwoo checked his email and opened the file that-Jaeyoung sent. He wrote a feedback of two or three points about the disliked parts and sent an email back before shutting down the computer, turning off the lights, slipping under the blanket, and falling asleep.  return 0;

“Where did that person sitting there go?”

They greeted each other through eye contact. Then Jaeyoung turned his chair in a circle when he heard that question, wearing a T-shirt with overlapping hexagonal patterns that looked interesting. As his gaze moved up, he met a face that seemed indifferent to something.

“You didn’t think of greeting me first.”

“Looks like you are busy.”

If you see someone else busy, it’s not appropriate to ask meaningless questions, right?”

“Sorry. Please continue working, senior.”

Sangwoo was slightly surprised by the sudden interruption, but the reason the other party spoke was reasonable, so he reluctantly retreated. After organizing the notebook and mouse, Jaeyoung finally asked.

“Why are you looking for Choi Yoona?”

“I have something to talk about, but if she’s not here, it’s okay.”

“And what is the matter?”

“I have something to sell.”

“Sell it to me then.”

Sangwoo frowned and glanced at the other party. At times like this, Jaeyoung would bite and not let go until he got the desired answer. Sangwoo decided to be straightforward. It would probably be better than wasting time arguing in circles.

“The movie tickets that you left under the door slot earlier. They will expire this week.”

Jaeyoung’s smile twisted, as he didn’t want to tell the other party in this way.

It would only make both of them feel uneasy. So, Sangwoo spoke before Jaeyoung could interrupt and say anything that couldn’t be controlled by emotions.

“Don’t you want to buy them?”

“Do you think what you said sounds convincing?”

“Well… how about we go to watch a movie together?”

Jaeyoung furrowed his brow, looking as if he didn’t understand what

Sangwoo was saying. Sangwoo continued, “If you don’t want to go, it’s okay.”

Then he turned his body back to find his notebook. Soon after, he heard the loud sound of the chair wheels, “Crrrkk.” as Jaeyoung pushed himself away from the table.

“Just the two of us?”

Sangwoo nodded, feeling the gaze that stared at his side profile, causing a warm sensation on his cheeks. Jaeyoung kept staring like that for a while before speaking up.

“Is it not weird for two men to go watch a movie together?”

Sangwoo glanced at the computer screen. At that moment, he truly thought so. He hadn’t changed his mind now, but there was no excuse to say such things anymore.

“We’ve done more than that.”

“What will happen after we do it once? Will it continue?”

“What are you comparing it to… I already said that. If you don’t want to go, then don’t go. I’ll just sell it in the “Secondhand Kingdom.”

Jaeyoung remained silent while Sangwoo logged into the secondhand trading website and was typing a post. The other party spoke up again.

“I’ve reserved the tickets for the RYUNDONG concert. Tomorrow, let’s pick them up at the internet cafe at 4 PM.”

Sangwoo paused his hand that was entering the price. The other party only mentioned the time and place, but his heart started pounding as if he heard something profound.

‘It’s not something special.’

He just handed the movie ticket to Jang Jaeyoung according to plan two because Choi Yoona was not in the office, that’s all. Previously, the other party drew a picture on his arm, fed him a dumpling with one word, and all of that should be worth ten thousand won for the ticket.

The second-hand trading window was closed, appearing as the main page of the multiplex cinema website in the new interface.. Sangwoo kept clicking the mouse here, it was the first time he had done something like this since he had a girlfriend back in November four years ago.

“Choose, please. 1 <Superman Returns> 2, <The Spy Sister> 3, <Pew Pew and Kew Kew> 4, <Blazing Heat>.” “4 <Blazing Heat>.”

“Do you know why I chose this?”

Sangwoo looked at the still red movie poster before turning to Jaeyoung with satisfaction. The other person went back to his place without knowing when and shrugged without looking or pointing.

“I don’t know either, but it seems to be erotic film with an interesting title.”

“Let’s go with <Superman Returns> It’s ranked number one, after all.”

“Very well, whatever you say. I will go and find out.”

Select the time, select the number of seats, select the seat location, pay.

Sangwoo handled everything quickly before reporting to the other person.

Superman Returns.” Jeongryudong Cinema, 4:35 showtime, Theater 5, seats

L13, L14, reservation completed.”

“Thank you for letting me know, Siri.”

“…”

Therefore, besides kissing, Sangwoo also went to watch a movie with the man. return 0;.

After quitting his part-time job on Saturday, Sangwoo informed the store owner that wanted to work until only May to develop games and prepare for final exams. The other party felt very sorry and reluctantly suggested that he should continue working until ten minutes later than usual, which would make him leave work earlier next time. Sangwoo then stepped up the stairs and left the store.

As soon as he came out, encountered Jaeyoung’s car parked on the road, a hatchback designed to emphasize straight lines, a white box-like appearance that looked like a refrigerator, with a red roof and windows. The owner of the car was standing leaning against the car, talking on the phone.

Jaeyoung was wearing a white shirt and light gray pants that Sangwoo had just seen for the first time. He wasn’t wearing glasses or earrings, and his shirt sleeves were folded up, revealing a watch and a leather bracelet on his wrist. His hairstyle seemed to have a slight difference from the usual style, although it couldn’t be said exactly how it had changed. Sangwoo stopped for a moment before starting to walk again.

‘How do I look?’

It was the first time since he was born that he worried about his appearance. Sangwoo lowered his head and looked at his black sneakers, old jeans pulled up to his navy blue polka dot shirt, and his slow footsteps before picking up the pace again.

‘Just meeting Jang Jaeyoung, why do you care about these things?’

Sangwoo walked to the front of the car without much emotion. Jaeyoung raised his head and smiled at Sangwoo.

“What?”

“Sorry for being late.”

“It’s the first date, I’m excited.”

“Stop saying strange things. Let’s go together then.”

Jaeyoung ignored Sangwoo’s words, opened the driver’s door, and gestured for him to get in the car. Sangwoo hesitated for a moment, counting from ‘that day,’ this was the first time he sat in the other party’s car.

“Glasses?”

“I didn’t wear them.”

“Then let me drive.”

“No need.”

“I have a Class 1 driver’s license, see here.”

“I’ll drive myself.”

The other party walked quickly to the driver’s side and opened the door. Sangwoo looked at the other party and then checked the time on his digital wristwatch, which showed 22:12. The movie started at minute 35, it would take about ten minutes to get to the RYUNDONG theater, and he was still hesitant about being late. Sangwoo got up and sat next to the driver, closing the door without any other choice.

Once the seat belt was fastened… Jaeyoung reached out and grabbed Sangwoo’s neck pillow, then turned to look at the backseat while turning the steering wheel. The other party only reversed the car, but Sangwoo’s gaze inadvertently caught a glimpse of Jaeyoung’s exposed collar bone that escaped from the first two unbuttoned buttons, with a long scar running from the clavicle to the neck. Sangwoo involuntarily touched the side of the other party’s face with a bewildered expression. Then he caught another glimpse of Jaeyoung when he turned to change gears.

“Just a small scar like this, I didn’t know.”

Jaeyoung turned back and looked ahead again, pondering the words he heard but couldn’t understand. Sangwoo still felt a flutter in his heart. “I’m worried that I won’t drive well because I’m not wearing my glasses.”

Jaeyoung spoke as if he could read minds. Sangwoo looked surprised.

“How much is your eye prescription?”

“Short 0.7, slightly tilted.”

“With this, you can easily read the signs.”

“Did you get insurance?”

“Even if an accident happens, I won’t make you pay for repairs.”

“Why aren’t you wearing glasses?”

Jaeyoung remained silent and didn’t answer while waiting, until the traffic light turned red, then he turned to look at the conversation between them.

“We must learn to endure small difficulties in order to achieve something greater.”

“How are they related?”

Jaeyoung simply replied that he didn’t need to know before turning to drive.

Although still uneasy, Sangwoo didn’t disturb the other party anymore.

Instead of parking in the mall parking lot, Jaeyoung chose to park in a paid parking lot outside. Sangwoo questioned the other party’s actions, but the person refused to answer directly. With eleven minutes left before the movie started, both of them walked briskly towards the cinema. When they arrived, Jaeyoung was still preoccupied with buying popcorn, making Sangwoo annoyed.

Although he didn’t expect watching a movie with this man to go smoothly, he didn’t expect it to be this chaotic. Sangwoo could now guess how Jang Jaeyoung usually lived, why he couldn’t meet deadlines for his work, and why he was always late for meetings.

“Superman Returns, please.”

The staff member spoke after Sangwoo showed the digital movie ticket that was still open on his phone. Even though the screening had already started. 3 minutes, but Mr.eyoung was still strolling around.

“The movie has started. Let’s hurry.”

“There’s another advertisement for ten minutes.”

“But it says it starts in thirty-five minutes. Look, it’s already thirty-eight.”

Jaeyoung handed a can of popcorn to Sangwoo and then picked up one popcorn kernel, stuffing it into his mouth. Despite being dissatisfied, Sangwoo chewed on what was in his mouth and swallowed it. Just as he was about to

 

 

speak, Jaeyoung covered his mouth with the same method as before, and it continued like that until they reached the movie theater.

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[1] A hatchback is a car that resembles a sedan or what is commonly known as a compact car, but with a shorter rear section, also known as a truncated rear. There are both 3-door and 5-door models, counting from the left-right doors and counting the rear hatch as an additional door, for example, Toyota Yaris, Honda Jazz.

 

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SMNTCERR, Chapter 53: La Dame Du Mercredi #2.

Jihye stared at the changing eyes of the person in front of her, from arrogant to playful. And then  fierce. At the same time, she waited for him to continue speaking.

“Are you planning to confess your love after dinner tomorrow? Suppose you say, “Let’s date.” how do you think I would respond? Can’t you guess?”

“…”

“No, this semester I have to focus on studying and game development.

There’s no time for romance.”

Jaeyoung raised his eyebrows slightly and spoke with a face that said he wouldn’t accept it, mimicking the way certain people speak. If it weren’t for this situation, Jihye would probably burst out laughing as well.

“Or maybe just say, ‘There’s no time for trivial matters like that,’ would suffice.”

After playing the role Chu Sangwoo, Jaeyoung returned to his usual demeanor, and the tense atmosphere seemed to dissipate. Jihye was pulled back to face Jaeyoung once again, feeling terrible. The words chosen by the other party seemed too real, as if they came directly from Chu Sangwoo himself. Even though there was no romantic relationship yet, she felt like she had been rejected beforehand.

However, she had prepared herself to be rejected, not expecting to immediately start dating the other party. But the idea of a romantic relationship was to make Chu Sangwoo see her as a woman. After that, they would gradually get to know each other, even if it wasn’t within this semester.

But there was still hope for one day, that was Jihye’s plan.

“I understand what you’re saying, but if I can’t fight against you, then why did you ask me out?”

Jihye could no longer control her facial expressions. She looked at the older student with sharp eyes, unable to reserve her posture anymore. Jaeyoung followed Jihye’s gaze silently before responding.

“You are irritating to the ears and eyes.”

The words that came out didn’t sound pleasant, if Jaeyoung didn’t even consider her as an equal competitor. And that made Jihye feel slightly offended.

“Lately, I’ve been quite sensitive. Whenever I think about Sangwoo attending classes, talking, eating, or going out with someone else without me knowing, it makes me feel jealous.”

A headache was starting to come on. This situation reminded her of a movie where a mother-in-law doted on her son so much that she didn’t get along with her daughter-in-law, and a husband who suspected his wife of cheating and wouldn’t allow her to associate with anyone. This man… even though she had heard that he was cool, seeing this situation… she didn’t know how those words came out like that.

“A romantic relationship in this kind of situation is complicated. Even though I know it’s pointless, I don’t like it. I don’t want you to talk about those things with Sangwoo, and I don’t want Sangwoo to listen to anything like that either.

Understand, right?” Jaeyoung continued.

She knew what he wanted to convey, but she still didn’t understand. If he had that much confidence in himself, why would he bother worrying about Chu Sangwoo, who seemed to have no interest in her at all? Furthermore, Jihye found it strange that she, who could choose to date the most beautiful and outstanding woman in the university, ended up falling in love with Chu Sangwoo, who was indifferent and unpredictable.

‘Why is he like that?’

After pondering over Jaeyoung’s narrow-minded and delusional words, she noticed something.

When reading literature, Jihye never understood the fascination that Chu

Liang had for Madame Renal[1] and the obsession that Quasimodo had for Asmerlada[2]. She had never felt such intense emotions before and thought it was just a story in a novel. However, she could see the strong and courageous feelings she had never experienced before from the person in front of her, the man who was angry like fire because he knew she had dinner and went out with Chu Sangwoo.

‘Maybe it’s not just one-sided love.’

Jihye felt defeated, and it wasn’t just that…

‘I don’t like him… No, that person. I don’t know what to do anymore.’

‘It’s… Jaeyoung, Jang… It seems like he has a girlfriend.’

‘If you agree, come to the ‘Tree Olive’ restaurant today at six o’clock.’

Jihye’s mind quickly assessed the situation she was facing, why didn’t she notice before? Besides playing games and explaining cultural theories during battles, there was nothing about Jang Jaeyoung that made Chu Sangwoo look so excited.

‘Sometimes it may not be just one-sided love.’

Jihye felt like she was running out of strength to continue fighting, and that assumption locked everything down. Chu Sangwoo had such preferences, it would make sense that he didn’t look at her. Maybe both of them were already dating. Jaeyoung might be lying because he was concerned about Sangwoo.

Jihye used her hand to cover her face, feeling defeated every time.

“I’m sorry. I don’t have time to wait for you to think endlessly, and I don’t feel like waiting either. I’ll just say what I want to say and then leave.”

Just then, Jaeyoung started talking incessantly. Jihye paused and adjusted her hair before looking straight at the person in front of her again. The other party’s expression was still as emotionless as when she walked into this café.

“Chu Sangwoo, he’s really interesting, isn’t he? I understand, he’s intelligent, charming, law-abiding, has a beautiful neck, and once he has finished his studies he will probably make good money.”

‘Hmm… What about that?’

Jihye stared, but Jaeyoung didn’t pay attention to that, he continued speaking methodically.

“I have no right to tell you to give up on him. Whether it’s following Sangwoo blindly, continuing as you are now, or even just this much, it’s your decision.”

Jihye laughed nervously. Just a while ago, she seemed to be forcing her to stop getting involved with Sangwoo, and now she was telling her to make her own decision. She was completely confused about what he wanted to do.

Jaeyoung laughed and spoke again.

“… if I still confirm that you will continue to pester him, then be prepared to deal with me. I’m not like you, because I am the real obstacle.”

“…”

“Let’s see how chaotic it will be.”

‘I already thought it would be like this.’

Jihye smirked, even though she had lost her motivation. When she walked into this café, she intended to clearly reveal her position and then leave immediately. However, she ended up being bitten and hurt. Jihye mustered her last bit of strength and asked.

“Are you threatening me, sunbae?”

“Yes, didn’t I say from the beginning that this was a threat.”

“I didn’t hear it that way at all.”

“Well, if this is considered a threat, then it’s just this much. From now on, it will be intimidating.”

Jaeyoung picked up a large envelope from the chair next to him and handed it over. Jihye took it with a puzzled expression.

‘Don’t tell me it’s money?’

Conflicting thoughts surged within her, but when she opened it, she found A4-sized documents.

Each page contained a photo along with brief personal information. Jihye frowned and glanced through the names passing by: a politician’s son, a musician, medical students, law students, a percussionist, a baseball player, a robotics developer, a voice actor, an executive at a foreign company… The profiles of many men flashed before her eyes.

“I don’t know what your specifications are, so I chose some for you first. I can arrange meetings with anyone of these whom you will want. No limits. If you don’t like anyone, I’ll find more for you.”

“How many people are there?”

“50 people.”

“Erik Smithson? Who is this person…”

There was even someone from Sweden.

“That person speaks Korean very well. Maybe even better than you.”

“How is this possible?”

Jihye felt the situation was absurd to the point where she couldn’t help but laugh. She laughed dryly with a sense of hopelessness as she continued to open the documents until she reached the last page and came face to face with a familiar face.

[Park Hyung Jin / 21 years old / 180 cm / Philosophy major at Hankuk University / President of the Drama Club /pires to be an actor. Highly responsible. Sincere and sensitive when it comes to love.]

This person, who is a Frankenstein, isn’t?”

“Do you still remember that day when you put on such heavy makeup?”

“How can I forget? You sent him to my table so many times!”

“From now on, I’ll find a way for him to approach you, it seems like he likes you.”

Jihye pouted her cheeks and couldn’t believe that the owner of this face was roughly the same age as her, but what caught her attention was the word

“philosophy.”

“So, the first person is Hyung Jin?”

“No, I haven’t said that yet.”

Jihye put the introduction documents for the blind date back into an envelope and stuffed it into her bag. Then she straightened her back and looked at Jaeyoung again. Although it seemed like she was willing to remember his threats and coaxing, she didn’t want to appear easily swayed.

“Alright, I understand. I’ll try to think about it seriously.”

“It’s good that we’re talking about it.”

“Don’t misunderstand, I didn’t give in because of your threats or proposals. It’s just that I didn’t lose my composure to the point of being shaken like you did. I just don’t want to be the third party in a relationship that seems so serious and intense.”

Jaeyoung laughed without saying anything, as if saying, “Whatever happens, it doesn’t matter’ Jihye hesitated for a moment before deciding to ask.

“But can we still be friends?”

“No, you didn’t listen to anything I said before, did you?”

The other party immediately responded. Jihye felt a sense of injustice and started to raise her voice.

 

 

“Why? You know that he doesn’t care about me anymore! Every day, he treats me like a machine that explains cultural theories. When he pressed a button, there’s an explanation. I explain something wrong, he looks at me as if

I’m a malfunctioning machine. And he even says I have to study twice harder!”

“Treat him as if you’ve never met him before.”

“I don’t just like him as a man, okay? When I’m with him, Sangchu oppa, I feel fun and happy. I want to be friends with him forever.”

“Because you think you’re his little sister? Even if you are from the same bloodline, why do you have to call him “oppa”? And who are you to come from and call someone older than you a vegetable name[3]? No manners at all.”

“Sangchu-oppa said I could call him that!”

“But I don’t like it, don’t call him that.”

“Then what should I call him?”

“No need to call. If there’s something important, just call him, ‘Hey, you!’.

Like that.”

Jihye laughed dryly and took a breath at the same time, Jaeyoung himself laughed as if it was meaningless, so she couldn’t tell if it was a joke or if he was serious. So she couldn’t figure out what was going on.

‘What is this situation?’

Mixed feelings of sadness and joy overwhelmed Jihye, leaving her confused.

“Oh, really… Sangchu-oppa… No. Does he know? Does Sangchu-oppa know that you are…  like this?”

“I don’t know, maybe lately Sangchu-oppa has become a talented designer.”

“I’m really sorry, Sangchu-oppa.”

“If you knew how difficult it is for me, you wouldn’t say that.”

Jaeyoung pondered before taking out his phone to check the time. Jihye glanced at the person in front of her who was standing up.

“I have to since now. If anyone is interested in him, they can contact me.”

“I understand.”

“But don’t call, Sangwoo might misunderstand.”

“Then what should I do?”

Jihye accidentally raised her voice.

“You must think I am just joking, right?”

Jaeyoung said that and left. Jihye sat there for a moment, laughing out loud.

‘It has become like this.’

It’s good to withdraw from a competition that can’t be won. It’s a very smart choice. Although she comforts herself like that, she still can’t help but feel regret.

She regrets the efforts she has made, thinking how ridiculous she looks, wondering why she couldn’t be outstanding like this. She wonders what kind of feeling is the passionate love in novels or movies, she can only think, think, and keep thinking. Even this time, the driving force is still the brain. Not the heart.

Jihye didn’t think of hating herself for being like that. This is the 21st century. 

It’s not the era where Romeo and Juliet would kill themselves anymore.

I guess I should focus on studying only.”

Jihye sighed lightly and stood up. At least she might do better on the final exam than Chu Sangwoo, who was always busy with love affairs. Even though he would get higher scores in the middle of the semester, 8 points, she still wouldn’t give. Jihye pushed open the café door and met the special clear sky.

“The weather is so nice it’s annoying!”

The 4th love affair of Ru Jihye, which ended before it even began.

New criteria for screening future lovers – “Don’t date good-looking men who act humble but deceive you.”

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[1]       Julien Sorel and Madame de Rênal, characters in the French novel “The

Red and the Black” “Le Rouge et le Noir”

[2]       Quasimodo and Esmeralda, characters in the French novel “Notre-Dame de Paris.” the hunchback of Notre-Dame.

[3]       Vegetable name. In this case, it refers to the nickname “Sangchu.” which means vegetable.

 

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SMNTCERR, Chapter 52: La Dame Du Mercredi #1.

‘Ru Jihye’, a 21-year-old female student, is infatuated with romantic French literature. She is someone who sees the world realistically contrary to her outward appearance. Although she enjoys the works of VictorMarie Hugo, Gustave Flaubert, and Marcel Proust, in reality, she does not desire such love. Instead, she chooses to use her three failed relationships as a filter for future lovers’ personalities rather than drowning in sorrow.

For example, she doesn’t show off, wears excessive makeup, has too many friends, speak overly sweetly, is self-centered, wears tight-fitting clothes. She doesn’t smoke, and has an okay temper when drunk. She doesn’t boast.’

From what has been said, Chu Sangwoo is the perfect boyfriend candidate for her. He possesses all the qualities that Jihye has set as criteria. Although he doesn’t exactly match the dreamy boy specifications, getting to know him better makes him someone she can rely on. However, their initial impression of each other wasn’t particularly good.

Three months ago, Jihye intended to transport her belongings in advance and ended up packing even books she didn’t plan to read. Her greediness led her to struggle with heavy loads. It was at that time that Jihye encounteredChu Sangwoo passing by. Their first meeting wasn’t considered fateful or romantic in any way.

Normally, if we see someone struggling to carry something heavy, shouldn’t we have the compassion to help them? Jihye thought that when he saw her

 

 

struggling with the box, causing the contents to scatter all over the floor, it

would touch his heart and he wouldn’t just walk by indifferently.

‘How far away is far enough?’

The first word that came out of the sarcastic mouth sounded coarse, just like the face that seemed expressionless. Black down jacket, black hat, bell-bottom jeans. It seemed like he didn’t pay much attention to his appearance. His personality was probably as intense as ever. But in that area, besides Sangwoo, there was someone else to ask for help.

‘It must weigh more than 30 kilograms. Even if you’re a hired mover, you should charge extra for this.’

She didn’t know why those words stuck in her mind. Sometimes, Sangwoo might be warning her about how she could afford to feed herself with such hard work. But when Jihye heard it, she thought it was just a figure of speech from a cold person who wanted to ask why she was carrying such a heavy load alone.

Since then, everything has changed. The face that used to look stiff now appeared responsible. The appearance that she used to think was ordinary turned warm. So she asked for his name, faculty, student, and even his address. Although the other party made a face that seemed annoyed, he answered every question thoroughly. As they walked halfway, the other party took off his down jacket and draped it over his arm. She didn’t know why that gesture looked so cool, with sweat on his forehead and muscles in his arms that were visible enough to stare at. But Ru Jihye wasn’t romantic. She didn’t fall in love with Chu Sangwoo at first sight.

She gradually liked him, bit by bit. From a stranger to someone special, someone useful, someone good, and someone honest. Until eventually, after spending half a semester together, he became someone she didn’t want to let go of.

But the problem was that the other party didn’t care about her at all, not even a bit. Even when they had a chance to talk, it wasn’t that their personalities didn’t match, but. Sangwoo hardly glanced at her.. He didn’t.

When they were together, he didn’t even bother to look at her.

‘Am I not pretty?’

She tried dressing according to the style that men supposedly liked. She tried changing her makeup style based on the internet trends, but it didn’t work.

Sangwoo didn’t care about Jihye at all.

But even so, Jihye didn’t give up. She thought that if she kept trying, one day he would realize her true feelings. In fact, during their outing at the festival, their relationship seemed to improve a little, but then something unexpected happened.

Jang Jaeyoung.

Just a few months ago, he was just an older brother figure who looked as good as a celebrity, a popular guy whom close friends adored like actors, a handsome guy who made people around him turn into fish-face uglies. He had a tall and well-built body with a style that resembled high-class Italian restaurant staff. He was a star of the drama club, and just the rumor of his appearance in a performance sold out tickets in an instant.

She never thought she would get to know someone who seemed unreal like this, but Chu Sangwoo made her acquainted with him. When they talked while eating in the cafeteria, Jihye felt excited. Who wouldn’t enjoy sitting and having a meal with such a good-looking person of the opposite sex? However, he was not just an impressive older brother.

‘It seems like you’re getting close to my  Sangwoo. Calling him by his first name.’

‘Don’t worry about Sangwoo. I’ll take him home myself.’

The first time she was bumped into at the cafeteria, she thought he might just have a slightly peculiar habit, so she didn’t pay much attention. But at the liquor booth during the festival, the other side started to reveal more, becoming visibly tense. If Jihye’s intuition is correct, that is a warning for a heartbreaker.

“Do you like Sangwoo?”

Jaeyoung asked abruptly while both had a chance to be together two by two, causing their friends to look jealous. Jihye was startled and almost jumped up, even though her butt had barely touched the chair for less than a second.

Jihye examined the face of the other party with indescribable feelings, but the bright eyes in front had no answer. Jaeyoung simply sipped his whiskey, looking bored, wearing a black T-shirt with a printed image of a mischievous child, several sharp earrings in his ears, and she just noticed that there was a tattoo on his arm. Although Jihye felt scared, she wanted to improve things.

“Yes.”

She replied firmly. Mr.eyoung stared at Jihye with a blank expression.

“If you and Sangwoo fell into the water together. And there was only one life jacket, what would you do?”

After overlooking the first question that seemed meaningless. Jihye had to face the following question, or was this a test? But no matter what she thought, she couldn’t come up with a meaningful answer, so she answered the question without any sense of purpose.

“I would probably give it to myself first.”

Even though Jihye had good feelings for Sangwoo, it was still just one-sided love. Besides, this is the 21st century. And… it’s not the era of dying for love like Romeo and Juliet.

“In that case, Sangwoo would have drowned, right?”

The meaningless question made Jihye look so bad. She hesitated before responding.

“Otherwise, I would die.”

“Which means if you don’t like him that you will sacrifice yourself for him, so you should let it go.”

“How can you summarize things like that?”

The difficult-to-understand situation made Jihye feel dizzy, and she responded back sharply.

“Then if it were you, would you give the life jacket to Sangwoo and willingly drown yourself?”

“I don’t like swimming, so I wouldn’t go to a place like that in the first place.

Sangwoo himself doesn’t like swimming either.”

Jihye couldn’t speak, only blinked her eyes at the person in front of her, who was both a senior with a louder voice, a popular person in the university, and someone closer to Chu Sangwoo than her. Even though she was inferior in many ways, she didn’t want to lead by the nose with such meaningless methods, she fought back as a determined woman.

“Or maybe you like Sangwoo?”

Jang Jaeyoung is a man. Chu Sangwoo is also a man. If possible, she doesn’t want to ask such direct questions because it could be a sensitive matter, but the other party keeps harassing her, and she can’t stay silent anymore.

“Yeah.”

However, Jaeyoung easily accepted it. Jihye inadvertently looked around, the university cafe at three o’clock on Thursday afternoon was almost empty, and it seemed like he intentionally chose this secluded corner from the beginning.

Jaeyoung glanced at the drink and spoke again.

“I have to admit that I like him enough to accept it straightforwardly. Even though I know he might take issue with me announcing it directly.”

Here we go again. The way of speaking that makes the other party look bad,

Jihye is not someone who speaks carelessly, and she’s not foolish enough to pretend to be innocent just because she was harassed by an older male student who likes the same gender.

“You have good instincts, don’t you?”

Jaeyoung asked provocatively. Jihye frowned slightly.

“No, not at all.”

“Yes, that’s right. I have a bad character. If you don’t like it, he even plays mind games skillfully.”

“Then what should I do?”

“I don’t care how you talk about me.”

Jaeyoung pulled the chair closer to the table, his previously indifferent gaze suddenly changed.

“But if anything happens to Sangwoo, I won’t let it go.”

Like a loose knot, his gaze that looked at her seemed ready to do anything, and that made Jihye instantly become frightened, but she managed to regain her composure.

‘I have to stay calm! I haven’t done anything wrong!’

It’s just wanting to be in a relationship with an older student studying together. What’s wrong with that? If those two are dating, they should just say it straightforwardly, but Chu Sangwoo doesn’t seem to have any intention of doing so, so what she encountered now is not overly unjust. Jihye slapped both cheeks to call herself back to reality.

“I’ll keep this as a secret myself. There’s no need for you to scare me like that.”

First, the wild animal that is raging must be calmed down.

“And I never knew before. If you two are dating, then I have to accept it.”

Jihye sighed with relief, and she caught the other party sneaking a glance. If they are dating, maybe this senior is just a message through Sangwoo, asking her to stop following them, and Jaeyoung probably doesn’t have to call her for a private conversation like this. Jihye concluded that they have nothing to do with each other.

“You’re too smart to the point of being annoying.”

Jaeyoung laughed jokingly, but it didn’t seem like a compliment at all. Jihye also laughed, “Haha.” with a tense face, wiping sweat off her forehead and adjusting her posture to sit up straight so as not to look too bad. After letting the silence linger for a while, Jaeyoung spoke up.

“We’re not dating, I only like him.”

Suddenly, the young man said something that made him look vulnerable and unaware of anything, glancing briefly at Jihye.

“But even so, there must be something different.”

They have to be different… If they were dating, Jihye would become an annoying obstacle, but if Jang Jaeyoung is only in love with one person like her, then they would be equal competitors.

“If both you and I are in the same situation, then there’s no reason for me to give in.”

“No, you’re misunderstanding.”

Jihye pursed her lips, unable to figure out where she misunderstood. Jaeyoung looked at his hands before bending down to look at his fingertips, his lowered face resembling a model in an advertisement. She couldn’t fathom how someone with such a personality could have such a good-looking exterior. Jihye could only wonder.

“You can not possibly be thinking that we’re fighting over Sangwoo, no. Not at all.”

“Then what is it?”

Jihye couldn’t think of any other possibilities… If she didn’t plan to eliminate her, then why would he have to find her phone number and call her to talk?

Jaeyoung leaned back in his chair and chuckled softly.

“You can’t fight against me.”

“What?”

“You’re not even an obstacle in the relationship between me and Sangwoo, it’s only Chu Sangwoo himself who is the obstacle.” ________________________________________.

 

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SMNTCERR, Chapter 51 <111> #6. 

Time in the office always passed quickly. After working for two hours,

Sangwoo would drink water and have a meaningless conversation with Jaeyoung before checking the work that Jaeyoung had completed. Then he would work for another hour before going to the bathroom. When he returned, it was time to go home.

“You didn’t really disturb me today. And you didn’t tease me either. You’re very patient.”

Sangwoo said that as he packed up his notebook and mouse, there was a lot of work done on both graphic work and system development that should be done efficiently. Jaeyoung lazily twisted his wrist to look at the wall clock.

“It’s already four o’clock. Are you leaving now?”

“When it’s time to go, I have to go.”

Sangwoo put his notebook in his backpack and zipped it up. As he slung the backpack over his back, preparing to leave the room, Jaeyoung called out.

“Sangwoo.”

When he turned his head to look, saw the other person pulling down the folded shoelaces of his sneakers, if he was about to go outside. He didn’t know where he was going.

“I want to send you home. What do you think?”

“Why?”

“Should I tell you the truth or the plan?”

“The truth.”

“I already told you earlier, that Sense came, do you want to hear the planned version?”

“Just stop it.”

Sangwoo left the office, and not long after, the door opened and Jaeyoung followed suit. He felt compelled to express whether he liked it or not.

The distance from the university to Sangwoo’s dormitory is approximately 1.8 kilometers. If he were to ride a bicycle, it would take about 8 minutes. The average walking speed for humans is around 4 kilometers per hour. Therefore, the walking time would be approximately 27 minutes.

“You don’t watch EPL[1] or NBA[2]?”

“I don’t follow sports, and I don’t watch them either.”

Even though he knew that, Sangwoo still pedaled his bicycle slowly. It was one of the most pointless things he had ever tried in his life, but it didn’t help because he had already told Jaeyoung that he would do it.

“It’s strange that you say you’re not interested. Your body seems to be exercising.”

“Watching and doing are different. I have to sit at the desk to work for a long time, so basic physical strength is necessary.”

It’s unbelievable how aimless and meaningless conversations can make him feel good. While riding his bicycle on the road every day, Sangwoo learned how many signs he had never seen before and how many streetlights there were. The warm atmosphere in the middle of the night was concealed by humidity, but the damp feeling under the shoulder strap didn’t make him annoyed.

“I like both. How about playing basketball together next time?”

“Off work hours, please.”

Jaeyoung remained silent for a while. Sangwoo glanced at the side of his face without expression before looking straight ahead again. The streetlights dyed the entire road orange. Although the goal was to walk home, he felt a sense of regret as the distance gradually shortened.

“We’re here already.”

“When it’s time, it has to be reached.”

Looking at the clock, it took longer than the expected 27 minutes, about 22 minutes longer. That meant they were walking slower than the normal speed.

Jaeyoung stopped walking in the alley where the apartment building could be seen. At the same time, Sangwoo’s footsteps slowed down even more. He parked and locked his bicycle in the designated parking area. Although it was the slowest thing he had ever done, it didn’t take long to finish. Next, it was time to walk into the building, but Sangwoo turned to look back.

Jaeyoung hadn’t gone anywhere. He stood with both hands in his pockets and looked at Sangwoo. Without whispering any teasing words or pretending to be asleep, he just stood there, seemingly indifferent. But who knows… maybe it was just an illusion caused by the streetlights. Sangwoo forgot completely that they had been together all day and wanted to see Jaeyoung’s face up close.

When being with the other party, Sangwoo often felt a tightness in his chest.

Whether it was a feeling of a faster heartbeat or blood rushing faster than usual, it was all unpleasant. At that moment, Sangwoo felt a stronger dissatisfaction than ever before.

‘Being patient is not easy.’

Chu Sangwoo was a complete human being with a perfect brain. In his world, there was a control center that controlled everything perfectly for twenty-five years. However, the power called sexual desire, which had been suppressed and controlled in his mind during normal times, recently rose up to resist, and no matter how much it was suppressed, instead of being uprooted, it grew stronger day by day, causing him headaches.

Sangwoo’s eyes were fixated on Jaeyoung’s silhouette, surrounded by an orange light, without consciousness. The mere act of standing there caused intense frustration because he stood too far away. It was an irrational feeling, but he couldn’t help but be indifferent.

He was unable to control it.

Even though he had rejected Jaeyoung’s advances during this period, it was useless. The stimulus that he thought he could overcome had been building up repeatedly, and the moment he crossed the crisis point. Sangwoo’s feet automatically moved closer to the distance between them.

Sangwoo walked slowly towards Jaeyoung. In his mind, he searched for excuses, but he realized that he couldn’t bear it anymore. It would be better to be a person without morals, rather than having the flag of desire conquer Sangwoo’s fortress.

“Jaeyoung-hyung… it’s me…”

Sangwoo stopped in front of Jaeyoung. The other party just stared Sangwoo without moving.

“There’s something I’ve wanted to do for the past few days.”

With a serious gaze-Sangwoo hesitated to speak and expand on his thoughts.

But the other party spoke up at that moment.

“I know.”

“Can I do it?”

“Oh, go all out.”

Sangwoo paused and took a step closer to Jaeyoung. Now that he had received permission, there was no need to hesitate anymore. This time, he approached Jaeyoung willingly, with his complete self and full consciousness. As leaned his face down and lifted his foot, Jaeyoung retreated into the shadow of the alley, using his finger to block Sangwoo’s lips that were about to plunge in.

“Now, let’s do it gently, slowly, touch little by little. Can you do it?”

Sangwoo wanted to brush away that finger right now, but the seriousness of Jaeyoung made him have to suppress his impatience. Then, Jaeyoung’s hand slowly withdrew from the edge of his lips.

Sangwoo buried the advice in his mind and pushed Jaeyoung against a dark wall. Then, he lifted his foot again and swallowed the edge of the other’s lips, the hat brims brushing against the other man’s foreheads before falling back. The scent of vanilla, the smell of cigarettes. Sangwoo gladly inhaled the scent of Jaeyoung along with it. As he sent his tongue inside, he felt the hand that was touching his back pause.

‘Oh, it must be tender.’

He closed his eyes tightly, unsure of what to do because he had never been so eager to kiss like this before.

“Remember to breathe through your nose.”

Following the second piece of advice he had heard softly, Jaeyoung gently pushed in, their lips meeting and rubbing against each other, Sangwoo’s wet saliva coating the smooth surface of Jaeyoung’s lips as he used his tongue to lightly lick and draw the upper lip alone.

He hoped the other would do something soon. Sangwoo felt impatient, causing him to lower his head instinctively. Jaeyoung hugged Sangwoo’s waist and touched the inside of his mouth, soft and slow, making Sangwoo melt.

His tongue slipped between his teeth. Sangwoo tried to slowly, but it wasn’t very smooth. Before the tips of their tongues could meet, Jaeyoung’s hand slid over, gently caressing his earlobe, causing him involuntary shudder. Then the other side reached around and whispered.

“Breathe.”

As Sangwoo took a breath through his forgotten nose, the other tilted his head and sent his tongue deeper to lick the base of his tongue.

‘Slowly, just touch.’

The sensory nerves used for eating that had awakened throughout the day were different, the feeling swirling in his head, making him tightly hold onto Jaeyoung’s neck, more than this, more than this, closer than this. Jaeyoung was easily overwhelmed by him.

‘And gently.’

Jaeyoung’s tongue slid along the gum line before slipping out, leaving a lingering regret for Sangwoo to use his teeth to lightly bite the slippery edge his lips, a faint sound escaping, held back, the palm of Jaeyoung’s hand cupping Sangwoo’s cheek, he tilted his head at an angle of ninety degrees, changing the angle to rub against the edge his lips.

 

 

Huh, huh…”

This time it wasn’t because he couldn’t breathe, but because of the intense emotions. Sangwoo could only push the other away. Jaeyoung slowly opened his mouth.

“I told you my senses are accurate, maybe I should lay out a blanket for your fortune-telling.”

His face looked slightly flushed in the darkness. Unsure if it was due to emotions or the light.

“I surrender.”

“I’ve already said it’s not a competition.”

“I didn’t lose to you, but rather lost control of my desires.”

“Desires are also a part of you, aren’t they?”

This is not the time for arguments because kissing sucks the soul out of existence. The desire to taste greater happiness clashes with the need to escape to safety, and what is stronger is fear.

“I’ll go now.”

“Okay.”

Jaeyoung bent down and picked up a hat, tilting it onto Sangwoo’s head.

“Sweet dreams Sangwoo-ya.”

“…You too, hyungnim.”

Before feeling more embarrassed than this, Sangwoo quickly turned around and walked towards the building.  return 0;

“Hello.”

[Did you make it home safely?]

“It took less than thirty seconds, how could I not make it? Why did you call?”

[I wanted to hear your voice.]

“Oh, so you like listening to people’s voices.”

[No, I just wanted to hear your voice.]

“…”

[…]

“Hyungnim.”

[Hmm?]

“Why are you so good at it?”

[…]

Have you practiced a lot?”

[…I don’t know, really.]

“If there’s nothing to say, then never mind.”

[No, tell me what happened today.]

“Today? Today I attended the class “Contemporary Culture and Cultural Theory.” I didn’t quite understand much about studying classical literature, but my classmate explained it well and helped a lot…”

[Is it Jihye?]

“Yes. After that, I went to have lunch… We had beef soup, snail noodle salad, glass noodle stir-fry, and yogurt…”

[Did you eat together with Jihye?]

“Yes. Then we went for a walk…”

[With Jihye?]

“Yes. Oh, and this Friday I might be late compared to usual. Just letting you know in advance.”

[Why?]

“I have a dinner appointment.”

[Why?]

“I heard someone wants to talk to me.”

[Sangwoo-ya?]

“Yes.”

[What have we been doing lately?]

“Making games, mostly.”

[Besides that?]

“Hyungnim…  Are you waiting for me?”

[Waiting for what?]

“Do I have to say it?”

[MMmh.]

“To have sex with you.”

[And why do I want to do that with you?]

“I don’t know. That’s a matter for you, Hyungnim.”

[Understood. Can I have Jihye’s number, please?]

“Why do you need it?”

[It’s been a long time since you asked about personal matters.]

I can’t provide my personal information. If I ask again on Friday, and she says it’s okay. I will tell you then.”

[Okay, that’s it. See you at the next meeting.] Sangwoo paused.

“See you tomorrow.”

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[1]     EPL, English, Premier, League.

[2]     NBA, The, National, Basketball, Association.

[3]     Silhouette, Backlit, Turns into a Shadow.

SEMANTIC ERROR VOLUME 3 

 

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SMNTCERR, Chapter 50 <111> #5.

   “I kept your number, Choo… Sang Choo, all right!”

   “Help meme with your real name, please.”

   Yoona ignored those words. Sangwoo brought up the phone’s contact list. When he typed, ‘Virtual Arts Design, Choi Yu,’ he paused. He was confident that the next character couldn’t be ‘Choi’ for sure, but when he called like that frequently, became confused.

   “Please.”

   Jaeyoung, who was looking at the screen together side by side, said meaningfully. When he pressed the save button, the phone disappeared from his hand immediately. It was Jaeyoung who pulled his own number.

   When he saw the name displayed on the screen, he smirked.

   “I didn’t raise my hands, it’s not fair like this. I didn’t successfully catch you back then.”

   “Once I give you a name, I don’t like changing it. Besides, I rarely use my mobile phone anymore… unless I’m searching for something while outside.”

   “There’s 1 and 2 as well.”

   “I deleted them before.”

   Jaeyoung opened the contact list. Then, a few names appeared. Sangwoo didn’t understand why the other party wanted to see his contact list, but since nothing was lost, he let the other party do it.

   [Kim Wonjung, Dongmun High School.

   Kin Chung-ho, Dongmun High School.

   Im Se-won, Dongmun High School.]

   “Are they your neighborhood friends?”

   “Yes.”

   “Were you close?”

   “Do you go out for drinks or play games together?”

   [Sunbae Park Sungjung, Mechanical Engineering.

   Im Minho, Mechanical Engineering.

   Internet cafe manager.

   NonPaddler 3.

   Ru Jihye, French major.]

   “Is this Park Sungjung your senior?”

   “…”

   “Seems like you don’t know him, then delete it.”

   Please go ahead.”

   “Who is Im Min-ho? Can I delete this person too?”

   “Seems like he’s the one who bought a graphics card last semester, but maybe not. Delete it.”

   Jaeyoung seemed to have nothing else to do, so he organized Sangwoo’s contact list. However, the problem was that his deletion standards were too strict. He would delete numbers of people who hadn’t been in contact for more than three months, but he would hesitate to delete those who were not within his scope. For example, Ru Jihye, who currently studied together and would likely need to contact Sangwoo until the end of the semester, but he tried to delete her without considering it.

   When Jaeyoung promised not to delete according to his own preferences, Sangwoo was handed his phone over again. The other party scrolled down before abruptly stopping.

   “What’s this? Who is this?”

   Jaeyoung muttered with a puzzled face. As Sangwoo glanced at the screen, he saw the name, ‘Jeonghan ♥’, even though it was recorded in a strange format. But just as he was about to ask how he got this, Sangwoo felt a slight annoyance and withdrew his hand.

   “That’s enough, you can return the phone now.”

   “I asked who it was.”

   “Give it to me. I know that you, hyung are constantly pulling time because you don’t want to work.”

   “I’m asking who it is.”

   Finally, Jaeyoung spoke up with a serious expression. Sangwoo hugged his chest and stared at the other side. This crazy guy couldn’t keep up the act of being good for more than a few days before revealing his true nature. Jang Jaeyoung should really seek treatment for his inability to control anger as he originally thought.

   “Here.”

   The other party spoke with a frustrated face and tone.

   “I’ve been asking. I asked twice.”

   “Name, Chu Jeongja, Hanja[1] age 55, occupation poet. Are you satisfied or not?”

   Jaeyoung looked at Sangwoo and then glanced at the phone screen, his face unable to express his words. On the other hand, Sangwoo opened his mouth but only managed to let out a laugh. Then he frowned and raised his hand to cover his eyes.

   “Who in this world has a father with that kind of name?”

   When Sangwoo bought his first mobile phone, he saved his father’s phone number under his real name, “Chu Jeonghan.” But when his father saw it, he went on a heavy drinking spree. When he came back, he claimed that his son had acted coldly towards his family. He called everyone in the family to gather and cried for them to see. After that, Sangwoo was scolded and asked to change the name. In the end, the result was something that could be seen as expected.

   “You keep inserting hearts, which leads to misunderstandings.”

   “I didn’t keep inserting them continuously. If I didn’t have a father, maybe

   I wouldn’t have been born.”

   “Jesus the insanity.”

   Just then, Yoona screamed and left the office, the sound of the door closing loudly. Jaeyoung looked through all the contacts, his scrolling hand pausing once again.

   “So, Chu Sanghee is your older sister?”

   “Yes.”

   “Why don’t you insert hearts?”

   “Why should I? Siblings are enemies from birth.”

   Whenever he thought of his older sister, Sangwoo would suddenly become angry. He would rather break his own finger than have to insert a heart after a girl’s name.

   “Your sister must be beautiful. If she looks like you, she must be pretty.”

   “You’re incredibly annoying.”

   “Don’t you have a picture?”

   “I don’t keep pictures of strange animals.”

   Jaeyoung looked through the contacts without saying anything. The last entry was “Hwang Geumrye.”

   “Is that your mother? There’s no heart here either.”

   “She didn’t ask for it.”

   Jaeyoung paused and closed the contact list. Sangwoo reached out his hand, thinking it was time to ask for it back, but the other person opened an album of photos. In the album were a few whiteboard pictures and another folder.

   “Is this the folder…”

   “Give it back, please!”

   Sangwoo lunged at Jaeyoung before the latter could touch the folder. However, no matter what was stored in the computer, it had already been discovered. Seeing the mobile version probably wouldn’t make much difference, but even so, he didn’t want to give the other side a chance to imitate him like this, face to face.

   Hey, what have you been doing, you psycho kid…”

   Jaeyoung reached his hand behind until Sangwoo’s phone was within his reach, so he grabbed the other’s arm and pulled it towards him without caution. Then, the edges of both touched each other as if they were embracing.

   “Where are you touching?”

   Sangwoo froze for a moment before realizing that his hand was resting on the inside of Jaeyoung’s thigh. Although he quickly withdrew his hand, the unashamed smile on the other man’s lips lingered, and Jaeyoung’s tongue appeared briefly, tracing the edges of his lips before disappearing. Sangwoo was greatly defeated by such teasing, and this time was no different. His awakened spirit was stirred up.

   The last time he did the freaky-freaky was nine days ago. Will the edges of his lips still smell like vanilla? The office, the liquor store, the office, Jaeyoung’s car—every piece of information about their fleeting kiss resurfaced in his mind, but memories alone were not enough, just memories…

   Even though Jang Jaeyoung said he would wait, at the same time, the other party was also eager to sleep with Sangwoo once more. However, even though they were in a position where their hips were pressed together, Jaeyoung still had a calm and cool expression, as if he knew about Sangwoo’s desire to run his fingers through his hair and kiss him passionately.

   Sangwoo felt a painful ache, as someone invisible was squeezing his heart. However, Sangwoo was part of a civilization that had evolved far beyond that. Once trembling with physical desire and immersed in carnal pleasure, he had managed to suppress the flames of desire. For educated people, sexual stimulation was just something to be controlled. If left unchecked, they wouldn’t be different from those deprived individuals.

   Sang closed his mouth tightly, stretched out his arm to swing the mobile phone that had been hanging in the air back and forth, and immediately turned around to protect the dignity of his civilization. Then he heard a faint whisper.

   “What a pity.”

   Since he couldn’t stand being in the office any longer… Sangwoo unplugged the notebook and neatly stored it in his bag.

   “You’re really good at enduring.”

   “I’ve always been like this.”

   “Useless.”

   “Is this praiseworthy or condemnable?”

   “Condemnable.”

   He doesn’t care about those words, it’s time to go home.

   return 0;.

   The more complete the graphics of <Veggie Venturer> the more the image drawn by Jaeyoung on his arm fades. Even though he didn’t intentionally rub the soap on his left arm, after two days, the details of the picture disappeared. As the line of the pen softened, the tension in the office gradually intensified.

   He heard that Jaeyoung would wait, he heard that it was up to him, and he thought he could focus on his work, but it seemed like an excessive thought. Although Jaeyoung didn’t force anything as promised, he still stimulated Sangwoo, so there were more frustrating situations every day, and at that point, Sangwoo was also at fault.

   ‘You have dry lips. Do you apply lip balm?’

   Although he knew that the shedding of skin cells was natural, Sangwoo couldn’t say it out loud.

   ‘Yes, it’s necessary.’

   When he regained his composure, Jaeyoung moved his chair closer until their knees touched. There was a chance that just asking for lip balm would be enough, but Sangwoo’s unreasonable expectations hindered him.

   When he sat still, Jaeyoung opened a white stick-shaped product and held a pen. Normally, Sangwoo never wore lip balm, and the left hand of the other party naturally touched his chin and held Sangwoo’s face before slowly extending the lip balm to the edge of his lips, along with a direct gaze.

   There were many times when he felt that Jang Jaeyoung’s face was special, like when he invited him to watch a movie at the library or when he gave him a seat belt in the car, and today was no exception. Jaeyoung made him feel threatened like someone holding a sharp weapon rather than makeup.

   In his mind, there were endless questions, such as whether the touch on the edge of his lips was really lip balm. If so, why did it move so slowly and gently? Why did his heart beat so fast? Why was the office so hot?

   ‘Why are you closing your eyes?’

   Jaeyoung left with a chuckle and returned to his place, while Sangwoo hurriedly went to wash his face with cold water in the bathroom. The faint scent vanilla remained on the edge of his lips, a scent he knew before applying it himself. He wanted to erase that smell, but at the same time, he wanted to keep it. This conflicting feeling prevented him from returning to his workspace for a long time.

   …

   The next day, Sangwoo entered the office with anxiety about what would happen today. He examined Jaeyoung’s desk for unexpected factors, such as lip balm, but there was only normal trash like cola cans, nothing that caught his eye.

   “I’m here now.”

   Jaeyoung was frowning and looking at the computer screen.

   “Are you here? Dinner is ready.”

   “I’ve eaten.”

   The general conversation came to a halt, and today Jaeyoung was unusually quiet. After testing the prototype yesterday, he mentioned that he wasn’t satisfied with something and would fix it, whether it’s the UI, something new, or if that issue will remain unresolved. Jaeyoung fidgeted with the mouse, his expression dissatisfied. Meanwhile, Sangwoo picked up his notebook and mouse and placed them on the empty desk. Then he sat down and stared at the ceiling while waiting for the boot-up process.

   Normally, Jaeyoung would have to make small talk before settling into silence. Sangwoo started up an engine game and resumed working on the tasks he left unfinished yesterday after several days of intense work. Finally, he brought up the images for display and added the finishing touches to the animations. After fixing the collision of objects, he thought about dealing with server issues and performance optimization.

   After working for about five minutes, Sangwoo’s gaze shifted to the adjacent seat. Even though he pulled his gaze back to the computer screen, his head automatically turned in that direction.

   Why don’t we have a constant connection like this? Where is the person who feeds me wonton noodles, who wastes hours drawing on my arm, who applies lip balm for? And why do they still bother me with pointless things on weekends? And why today?

   “Are you not doing anything today?”

   He asked out loud. Then the side of his face that had been locked onto the computer screen showed a slight wrinkle, as if that’s what he wanted to see. Sangwoo felt a strange sense of satisfaction. At the same time, a mischievous smile appeared on the corner of his lips. Jaeyoung tapped the table with his fingertips in response.

   “What kind of answer do you want? The sincere version or the planned version?”

   “The sincere version, please.”

   “Today, I felt like taking a chance and waiting to see.”

   That answer didn’t really address Sangwoo’s question, but it was true that Jaeyoung had only started speaking up two days ago. So, Sangwoo wasn’t surprised.

   “Come on, tell me the planned version.”

   Jaeyoung tried to suppress a laugh before quickly erasing the smirk from his face and looked at Sangwoo. The disappearing smirk seemed more unbelievable than a magic show at a university festival.. Jaeyoung took a soft breath and lightly tapped his forehead with his fingertip.

   “The work that can’t be fixed as desired, it’s frustrating. I guess I’ll have to go out and have fun with you.”

   ‘Look at that crazy guy.’

   Thinking that saying that would make him easily go out and have fun, but there’s a lot of work to be done. Sangwoo turned his attention back to the notebook.

   Sangwoo laughed at the fluidity of the other party’s conversation. The brief conversation with Jaeyoung made him feel refreshed and brighter.

   “I will focus on work now. You can stop talking to me”

   “Oh, okay…”

   Jaeyoung followed what was said, he only held the mouse and keyboard with a serious expression, as if Sangwoo wasn’t in the office. Under this slight tension, the flexibility in work speed increased. His left eye glanced at the right hand pressing the keyboard, sometimes the sound of typing caught his attention, but the light fluttering heartbeat helped him concentrate more. That was the only advantage Jaeyoung gave to Sangwoo, which was actually a good efficiency.

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   [1] Chu Jeongja, Hanja. When introducing the names of parents to someone older than us but younger than our parents, we add the word ‘Ja’ “자/字” after each syllable of the name “no need to add it after the surname”. This is done to show respect. In this case, Sangwoo’s father’s name is Choo Jeonghan. When Sangwoo had to tell Jaeyoung his father’s name, he said, “Chu Jeongja Hanja.”

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SMNTCERR, Chapter 49 <111> #4.

“Do you want more to eat?”

“…Sure.”

Jaeyoung fed the remaining portion into Sangwoo’s mouth with an indifferent expression. Sangwoo chewed on the dumpling stuffed in his mouth. Whether it was because he ate too much or because the dumpling was hot, he felt the surrounding atmosphere becoming warmer.

“Why is it so hot today?”

“That’s just how it is.”

Jaeyoung placed the tray down and took off his hat, placing it on the table. With both hands, he grabbed the collar of his sweatshirt and pulled out in one motion, revealing the white T-shirt underneath that hugged his belly, making Sangwoo forget how to breathe. That belly, there were visible muscles occupying the space.

Jaeyoung tossed his own shirt onto the folding bed and put on the hat again. His bare arms, unseen at first, drew attention, and Sangwoo carefully observed the muscles and veins on Jaeyoung’s arms, some which were hidden beneath the sleeves. Although he didn’t want to think about what he did to those arms on the car that night, he couldn’t stop himself from doing so.

Suddenly, Jaeyoung turned to meet the gaze. Startled, Sangwoo quickly looked back at the computer screen that hadn’t booted up yet and pretended to adjust the mouse that he hadn’t lifted.

“This is the first time you have seen this.”

Jaeyoung lifted his shirt sleeve, revealing a strange tattoo9467.

“I saw it before.”

“When? Oh…”

A brief silence ensued. Sangwoo took out a water bottle from his backpack and poured it down his throat. After drinking it all, he used the back of his hand to wipe away the water dripping from the corners of his mouth. It was at that moment that Jaeyoung spoke up.

“You must have seen it when we were close together in the car.”

Luckily, he had finished drinking water, or else he would have sprayed out for sure. When Jaeyoung mused, “That day was really good.” Sangwoo felt that they should change the topic seriously.

“Why did you get a tattoo?”

“Why? Is it like a gangster?”

“Just a little bit.”

“It’s a signature design from a few years ago. You can think of it as a drawing.”

“Why did you draw on the skin?”

Because I wanted to draw?”

Jaeyoung was busy eating rice. Sangwoo sat on a chair and looked at the signature imprinted on. Jaeyoung’s arm. He used to think that tattoos were only for delinquents, but maybe because it was on the other side, it didn’t look that bad. Upon closer inspection, it looked like a bird, like an unfamiliar country’s letter, like a falling star, and like flickering flames.  Sangwoo felt that the drawing resembled Jaeyoung in a way that he could never know his true identity.

“It’s quite impressive.”

“I’ve never seen anything like that before.”

“If you are surprised by something like that, I’ll draw something on your arm too.”

Sangwoo hesitated at first, feeling resistant, but then his curiosity and desire to see something new surged up. If he had a drawing on his arm, how would it make the other person feel? While Sangwoo was contemplating, Jaeyoung finished dealing with the app and tossed the paper cup aside, then turned on his computer.

“Do you have a preferred shape?”

Sangwoo was lost in his contemplation and absentmindedly looked at the side of Mr.eyoung’s face. Jaeyoung seemed to sense that gaze and spoke confidently.

“Can’t be me, and nothing else. Drawing a tattoo doesn’t make a person beautiful.”

“Are you crazy?”

If he didn’t speak up, horns would sprout his mouth. Sangwoo made a frustrated sound, pondering how to dispel the misunderstanding that tarnished his reputation. He didn’t take long to come up with an idea because there were only a few things he liked so much that wanted to draw them on his arm.

“Draw a backhoe truck, please.”

“Okay.”

Jaeyoung turned on his computer screen and opened a web browser to search for images. Sangwoo moved closer to him to participate.

“I prefer a wheel type. Not a trackball.”

“What is a trackball?”

“I’m looking at this one. It’s a spider wheel. I don’t want the belt-driven type, I want a wheel type. A wheel.”

Jaeyoung only clicked on unrelated pictures. Sangwoo was getting frustrated that the other party didn’t understand what he was saying.

“That one is a small joystick. Wait, I told you it’s a small joystick.”

But I think this one is the most beautiful.”

 

 

 

“It doesn’t have to be 0.8 tons to be able to move something. Damn it…

You don’t know anything.”

“You can stop with the teasing now. You do it yourself.”

As Jaeyoung handed over the mouse, Sangwoo had already found his favorite model and opened it on the screen. Jaeyoung stared at the computer screen for a minute. Then he opened the drawer and took out two or three thick-barreled pens, different from the regular pens sold in the market.

“Where should I draw?”

He spoke while still looking at the screen. Sangwoo thought about the point where he could make a mistake, but it didn’t bother him in his daily life, and he didn’t reveal it to the outside world. Then he extended his left arm.

“Above the elbow.”

Jaeyoung turned the chair and brought a pen close. He grabbed Sangwoo’s wrist, unbuttoned the cuff, folded it up to the shoulder, and brought his left arm close to Sangwoo’s arm, using his palm to gently touch the soft flesh under the forearm.

Maybe because of the hot weather, the other party’s skin was also warm, and he felt a tingling sensation as if there were insects crawling on his skin. Although Sangwoo was uncomfortable, once he allowed it, he could only sit still.

“Let’s start.”

“…Okay.”

Jaeyoung blinked and used his teeth to pull off the pen cap. Although there was nothing, his posture looked provocative. He used his other hand to pick up the capless pen and placed it on the table. Then he moved the chair closer, firmly held Sangwoo’s arm, and started drawing with the thickbarreled pen.

 

The sound of the pen moving smoothly on the skin became louder, straight lines, straight lines, straight lines. Then curves, gripping the pen tip up. Then tilting down, the thickness of the line changed every time the posture changed. Moreover, every time Jaeyoung tilted his head, the perspective of the face he saw was different. Sometimes he saw the bridge of the nose under the brim of the hat, sometimes he saw the eyes focused on the drawing, because Jaeyoung was focused on drawing. Sangwoo could secretly look at him, opportunities like this didn’t come often.

“In the first class of ‘Embedded System’, do you use this pen to write on your hair?”

Mr.eyoung made the line disappear.

…I guess so.”

He said he was tracing the connecting line.

“Suddenly asked why?.”

“I’m thinking it probably won’t erase easily. That day, I erased it until I was tired.”

“I intended to draw this size, so it would be easy to erase. But it didn’t work.”

Then Jaeyoung continued drawing the wheel quietly. Sangwoo thought that the person who was so close and drew the picture he liked the most on his body was none other than Jang Jaeyoung, he couldn’t help but feel that way. Here. Jang Jaeyoung + a backhoe. His heart couldn’t be normal anymore. Luckily, he was in a state of complete consciousness. If he were intoxicated to the point where he lacked inhibitions, he might cling to the other side without caring about the rules.

Sangwoo quietly enjoyed the mixed feelings of joy, excitement, anxiety, and desire. When he felt that way for the first time, he didn’t know what to do, but now that he has experienced that feeling several times, it no longer feels strange to him.

Apart from the sound of the pen, the drawing appeared in the midst of perfect silence. Jaeyoung started drawing from the wheel, up to the body of the car, and ended at the robotic arm. Sangwoo felt excited by the appearance of the large machinery slowly emerging on his arm.

“Hyungnim.”

“Why?”

“You are like a wizard, aren’t you?”

The corner of Jaeyoung’s lips drew a curve. He wanted to look into the other person’s eyes, but the brim of the cap blocked his view. Sangwoo hated baseball caps, even Major League Baseball teams.

“Take off the cap, please.”

“Why?”

“I won’t tell you.”

Huh, Jaeyoung’s shoulder trembled, causing the sketch he was drawing to twist. Sang screamed in his heart, and at that moment, the other person used the wide end of the pen to cover the messed up part and started drawing again underneath it.

After a while, Jaeyoung spoke up.

“No, you also have to suffer.”

‘Say something?’

Sangwoo shut his mouth and looked up.

“If it bothers you, just say directly that it bothers you.”

Jaeyoung just laughed and continued drawing without saying anything.

return 0;

The next day, it had been a long time since Sangwoo lived peacefully like this. Although he and the designer disagreed on the issue of releasing it for free play[1] it wasn’t a heated argument.

At 20:43, Yoona said she would order pizza because she would stay up late tonight and asked for opinions on what type of food they wanted.

Jaeyoung hesitated and said he wouldn’t eat unless it was a specific brand. Despite not being the one paying, Yoona scolded him for being picky but still ordered pizza from the mentioned restaurant.

“Hello… another three minutes? Okay then!… The pizza has arrived. Chu-

Sangwoo, go downstairs and get it.”

Yoona spoke after receiving a phone call from the pizza delivery person.

Sangwoo stared at the card the girl handed him silently.

“Why do I have to?”

“Because you’re the youngest.”

“Where are the younger ones here?”

“Don’t be annoying. In situations like this, it’s the duty of the youngest person.”

“Just because you’re younger doesn’t mean you’re less tired that your time is less valuable.”

“Enough, let’s just finish this!”

The idea that a young person had to take charge of everything was an illogical and unsuccessful way of thinking. He thought of his sister’s anxious face, calling him urgently to help turn on the lights before Sangwoo made a decision to fight Yoona. Jaeyoung walked past them.

“Where are you going?”

“To smoke.”

“Then bring the pizza with you, here’s the card.”

Yo handed over her credit card, but Jaeyoung walked to the door without stopping to take it. He left a final sentence before leaving the room.

“I’ll pay. Don’t order from Sangwoo like that next time.”

“What?”

Yoona asked back in confusion, but Jaeyoung had already left. Yoona sighed and guessed that it wasn’t a big deal after all. She thought about the illusion that Jaeyoung created, which made her appear to be a bad person.

“It seems like he’s pretending to be a good person because of work with the boss, but don’t be fooled, you know.”

I know. I’ve encountered it many times.”

“Sangwoo-ya~. Sangwoo ya~, hey… What is it? Anyone can tell that it’s fake…”

Just as Yoona was about to speak, she closed her mouth, her face turned angry and then changed to sadness. She remained silent for a while.

“I’ll go smoke a cigarette. Be right back.”

Then the young woman left the office. Sangwoo didn’t care, he saved his work and cleared the desk, removing the trash from Jaeyoung’s table. He then went to wash his hands in the bathroom, but when he returned to the room, Jaeyoung and Yoona hadn’t come back yet. It had been thirteen minutes since the pizza was supposed to be delivered. Well, fifteen minutes had passed.

He sat there floating, waiting for another two minutes. The door opened, and Yoona walked in and sat at her own desk. Jaeyoung came in holding a large pizza box along with a cola. He placed it on Sangwoo’s table. As he opened the box, he took out a slice of pizza and handed it over.

AlthoughSangwoo was suspicious of the unnecessary kindness, he accepted the slice of pizza and started biting from the tip. The pizza was still warm.

Jaeyoung picked up another slice and put it in his own mouth, while Yoona pulled a chair to their table.

“Why don’t you give me some?”

“Don’t you have hands or feet?”

“I don’t want to talk…”

The young woman forcefully pulled out a piece of pizza and stuffed it into her mouth, half a piece at once. They ate without saying anything for a while. After they had each eaten two or three pieces, Yoona suddenly spoke to Sangwoo.

“Hey, can I have your number?”

The phone screen that was handed to her had cracked lines like spiderwebs, and it was covered with a shiny orange jelly case that was quite shocking.

“What do you need it for?”

“Just wanted it. Maybe we’ll have something to contact each other about since we work in the same office, right?”

‘Probably not.’

Sangwoo understood the difference in her mind but still unlocked his phone and gave her his number.

Then Yoona made a call for about five seconds and hung up.

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[1] Play for free, or F2P. The term used to refer to games or applications that allow users to play or use the service for free without having to pay money.

 

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