There was nothing in the room except a bed, two desks, a bookshelf, a clothing rack, and a small drawer. There was a gas stove, shelves, and a small refrigerator in the kitchen. The refrigerator he opened had seven canned coffees, a few eggs, a box of milk, and two bottles of water.
He grabbed a bottle of water, drinking it as he went back into the bedroom. There wasnât any suitable place to sit so he sat his butt on the bed. The white sheet was neatly covered with an indigo-colored comforter as if it had been angled that way.
âHe sleeps here every day.â
He felt blood rushing to that place again. Jaeyoung turned his gaze to another place.
In the bookshelf, there was only a large programming book and no ordinary novels. It was the most boring bookshelf he had ever seen. A coat and a jacket were  hung at the top of the two-tier clothing rack and pants at the bottom. All in all, there were six tops and two pairs of pants. All the clothing items were familiar to him, and there was nothing he was seeing for the first time. He had a feeling that there was some sort of rule to the dress code seeing as there seemed to be a fixed order.
There were two desks. One seemed to be used just for studying, as it only had a desk lamp on it, and the other, much larger office desk, had a huge monitor setup on it. He could tell at a glance that the UHD dual TV monitor, which was over 40 inches, was covered with a transparent case, and was made with high-end parts. There was an expensive brand of a mechanical keyboard, a gaming mouse, and a speaker.
âI see he does 300.â
The set of monitors on that desk looked more expensive than the rest of the things in the apartment combined. Jaeyoung silently laughed, thinking that the gap between the clothing rack and the computer was truly very Sangwoo.
âJaeyoung sunbae.â
Then, the moment he heard his voice, he bounced up like a spring and ran to the front of the bathroom.
âYeah, what? Are you ok? Are you hurt anywhere?â
âI sobered up a bit,â Sangwoo calmly said.
Why did he have an ominous feeling? It couldnât be that heâd reject him when theyâd come this far. Jaeyoung clenched his fists with anxiety. He waited for a bit, then he heard a voice behind the door.
âI was going to try my best, butâŚ. But⌠I even studied a lot, butâŚ. I have no confidence at all.â
ââŚâ
âPlease leave.â
âWhat?â
Jaeyoung immediately became crestfallen and hung his head. He understood the burden of having a relationship with a man. In addition, he knew it would be much more severe due to Chu Sangwooâs nature. However, until just a moment ago, he had just been baffled to see him come out like that after sticking to him and after enjoying everything they had done together. After thinking and stopping what he was going to say several times, Jaeyoung opened his mouth.
âWas I the one who opened the door and came inside? It was a mutual agreement.â
His voice sounded cold even to himself. The response came after a moment of hesitation.
âI thought youâd get angry. But, I canâtâŚâ
âIâm not angry. Itâs just that I donât understand.â
âI canât do it like they do it in the videos. Thatâs all.â
Sangwoo conclusively notified him that his expectations had turned into a piece of tissue. Jaeyoungâs breath got rougher. His heart, which seemed to have been bursting with pleasure up until just a moment ago, was now burning with red hot anger.
âAre you saying that you wonât see me at all anymore? Even with the game and everything?â
â Yes. I must have been crazy. Please leave.â
âArenât you crazy?â
He was angry all the way to the top of his head, so he screamed at him. Even though Sangwoo was doing well, he screwed over Jaeyoung like this every once in a while. Whenever that happened, Jaeyoung had never been swayed by it.
âWhy are you so inconsiderate?â
âI told you to leave.â
âDonât hide and then come out, you fucking bastard. If youâre going to say something like that, look me in the eyes and tell me directly.â
He didnât respond. What the hell was Chu Sangwooâs problem? As soon as he would forget, something would always revert back and appear, and this was the worst of all of them.
Jaeyoung cursed at the door. He felt shabby because he seemed like a guy who was sulky because he couldnât have sex, but he was too beside himself to save face. He didnât feel any better after letting it all out. Sangwoo remained silent for a while. Then there was a banging sound of a fist pounding on the door.
âItâs easy for you, sunbae, isnât it? Since itâs fine as long as you stay still!â