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Your boyfriend is beautiful.
Didn’t the members of my baby Junhyo fans obviously oppose me from getting involved with Hunter?
But how did this happen?
—No wonder. You were asking about Hunter. Have you already been awakened since then?
“Yes.”
I answered as I got out of the taxi.
—You also have the Emotional Eye skill that sees items?
“Uh… That…”
—You have it. As expected! Our Junghyo resembles me! Come under me right now! Haven’t I told you to go to engineering school many times since you were little?!
“Didn’t you say last time that living as a non-combat Awakener was difficult?”
—It’s a tough job. But isn’t it just hard?
I didn’t answer immediately and stayed still.
Aunt Misoon laughed loudly over the phone.
—Yeah. That’s it. Life is always about happiness in misery and misery in happiness. The three of us lost our most cherished colleague, but at the same time, we were happy to be with you.
I couldn’t answer and stood for a while, facing the cold wind of early winter.
If I think about it, the happiness of a hotel that came to me after losing my father for a long time was the same as the happiness that came from misfortune.
—So when you said you were awakened, I wanted to tear it up, but I was also happy. When I went to Yeongchun-myeon, I remembered how comfortable you looked. Didn’t it always look painful when you were in Seoul?
Because it was actually painful.
I always wanted to hide and run away.
But that wasn’t the case at the hotel.
“Aunt.”
—Huh?
“I’m sorry, but I can’t sell the hotel. I’ve also told Uncle Minhyuk, but the hotel is a place that can’t be transferred.”
—Ahem… Even if I take it and give you 10 billion more?
“It has nothing to do with money.”
I’ve been hearing the amount of 200 billion won or 2 billion won for the past few days, and even my sense of reality seemed dull.
It was then.
Through the receiver, I heard the nagging of a young assistant working for Aunt Misoon.
—Master! Didn’t I tell you to put this dagger in place? Why is this coming out of the bed? Yes?! How in the world do you come up with something like this while arranging the bedding!!!
—Let’s hang up, Junghyo. Let’s talk more about the hotel later.
Aunt hung up in a hurry.
Probably running away somewhere to avoid nagging.
She can hide in a subspace closet or something like an invisibility cloak if she doesn’t like it.
Anyway,
All the baby Junghyo fans found out about my secret.
I think each person has a different way of accepting it, but it was fortunate that there was no big opposition right now.
I looked down at my cell phone.
While I was on the phone, I received several calls from Han Woohyun.
Han Woohyun
Please call me.
Where are you now? I’ll just wait in front of the apartment.
I think it’s going to be cold. Are you okay?
I’ll be there. Tell me where you are.
It was all about worrying that I might be cold.
I called Han Woohyun’s number.
Du— du—.
Then the phone rang behind my back.
I turned around and saw a man in a coat looking down at me, his hair a little messed up from the wind.
Han Woohyun’s breath came out weakly, probably because he was running.
A strong wind blew towards me again.
I made a short groan as I closed my clothes tightly.
“Did that punk go without taking you home?”
Han Woohyun’s brow furrowed.
He walked up to me with a big stride and took off his coat and put it on my shoulder.
I didn’t decline. Because Aunt Misoon was so strong as an S-Class that she only wore slippers in the cold winter.
But…
“That punk…?”
“I heard you had a blind date.”
“Oh, but I don’t think it’s ‘that punk’…? He’s three years older than us.”
I tried to put my arm through Han Woohyun’s coat, but I stopped because I thought it would look ridiculous if I wore this big coat.
However, Han Woohyun saw me wiggle and lifted the arm of the coat to help me put my arm in.
No… I wasn’t going to wear it…
There was no time to reject the touch that was so natural.
“Then should he leave you all the more in this cold weather?”
Han Woohyun’s every word showed anger.
I muttered, wriggling my hands in the big coat.
“I’ve left him there, to be exact… using you as an excuse.”
I thought of him the moment I felt like I wasn’t sure if I was going on a blind date or interviewing.
When we were together, he didn’t ask questions or make noise, so I kept thinking of Han Woohyun, who made me feel comfortable even in moments of silence.
“Why?”
Han Woohyun asked me with a blank face.
How can I explain this?
Hmm.
I thought of various excuses, but I didn’t want to say it again.
“I want to see you.”
“….”
A tendon sprouted from Han Woohyun’s chin.
He frowned as if he had a painful dream.
“That word now…”
“Ah. Don’t worry.”
I waved my hand.
“Because it doesn’t mean anything else. I’m just…”
I’m just?
How can I say it?
I want to see him as a friend?
Who do I want to see as a friend?
It was when my mouth didn’t open. Han Woohyun opened his mouth first.
“I know. It doesn’t mean anything else. I mean, it’s better not to say that for your sake. What if I… I can’t stand it?
Han Woohyun had a deep thirst in his eyes.
“If I’m more greedy than I am now….”
Han Woohyun grabbed the hem of his coat with his finger.
Just like I did in front of the elevator.
“So what if I ruin everything…?”
However, this time, I felt a stronger hand pulling the hem of the coat.
I looked up at Han Woohyun.
It was then.
The phone rang.
“….”
Han Woohyun sighed and took out his cell phone.
His face darkened sharply as a voice came over the phone.
“Yes. No. Uh… Yes. Yes. No, I’m not. I’m…”
He looked at me with a hardened face.
Han Woohyun’s hand moved away from the coat.
“I’ll be there.”
Han Woohyun answered while holding the phone with both hands.
Then he hung up and told me.
“I think something happened at home, would you like to wait at a nearby cafe? No, I think it’s going to be too late, so first…”
“Mmhm. I’ll go first.”
I answered, stepping back to widen the distance between us who had grown closer.
Han Woohyun stared at that moment for a while, then nodded.
“I’m sorry.”
“No. I’ll take a taxi over there.”
I pointed to a taxi stand with taxis lined up across the street.
I walked to the crosswalk, leaving Han Woohyun with no answer.
I feel weird.
I’ve decided not to meddle in other people’s personal affairs again.
—A woman who is said to be your Aunt came to visit. She’s making a fuss in the lobby saying she won’t leave until you come. Shall we call the police?
I was pondering the sentence that came over Han Woohyun’s phone again.
Standing in front of a crosswalk turned into a blue
light.
‘I don’t want you to get involved in this.’
Han Woohyun definitely said that, too.
Leaving all that aside, I also hated being close to someone.
I stood in front of a crosswalk that turned blue and turned around.
Then I saw Han Woohyun standing, staring at me.
Han Woohyun looks tired for some reason and seems to have given up.
I strode toward Han Woohyun.
“If you tell me not to interfere, I won’t. But… but then.”
Han Woohyun stood still, looking at me and walking toward him.
“If you feel like running away somewhere right now, you can do that.”
I grabbed Han Woohyun’s hem like he did earlier, then I just grabbed Han Woohyun’s hand.
“You can’t solve everything. It’s okay if you don’t want to decide anything and just want to run away.”
‘Anyway, after a year… wouldn’t that be running away? You are the avoidant type.’
‘You can’t just run away for the rest of your life, can you? You have to adapt to social life someday.’
Yeah.
As the person on a blind date once said, running away is not something I can do for the rest of my life.
But you can do it sometimes.
If it’s too hard, you have to run away.
That way, you can be brave next time.
“I’ll let you run away. What do you think?”
In my words, Han Woohyun had only one thing to do.
To nod his head.
And Han Woohyun did it.
So I took the key out of my pocket, took Han Woohyun by the hand, and went to the deep garden of the apartment, out of sight of CCTV.
“To the hotel.”
When the key was inserted into the air, a revolving door appeared where there was nothing.
‘Huh. This works.’
I dragged him into the door in admiration.
“…Boss?”
At that time, the manager, who was making coffee, saw me and Han Woohyun entering through the revolving door, and lost the milk carton she was holding.
“…Manager?”
Why aren’t you going home yet…?
“Amazing. Your boyfriend is so beautiful.”
I let go of Han Woohyun’s hand at Miyeon’s following words.
However, seeing the smile on Miyeon’s face, it seemed that it was already too late.