reckless
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14
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598
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1.7 M
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Reading
5 d, 19 h
Raised in an ordinary third-generation immigrant family, Yohan was quite robust even among typical men, befitting an FBI agent. During his school days, he overcame stereotypes about Asians excelling in math and Betas lacking athletic talent, playing football. Unless he was meeting friends at a reunion, he didn’t talk much about those days, but as a wide receiver, he won several regional championships and earned a college scholarship. Of course, in college, unlike high school, there were monstrous…- 252.8 K • Ongoing
- “I’m usually quite healthy. It’s just that, being on my first journey, I must be nervous, and that’s why this happened.” Even though he rarely caught a cold during seasonal changes, Yoonso couldn’t help but feel regret that his health was holding him back now. As he swallowed a sigh, a sound came from the doorway. “Are you feeling better?” An elderly man with a long white beard entered. Seeing the medicine box in his hand, he appeared to be a physician. “The fever has gone…
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- 𓇢𓆸 Today, for some reason, there were no servants tending to the inner quarters. It seemed they were all busy preparing to welcome guests who were said to be arriving. There was no one guarding the main gate either, so Yoonso cautiously looked around and stood at the threshold. Standing there, he noticed the side gate wide open. For Yoonso, who had not taken a single step outside the inner quarters since sprouting, the open gate felt as though it were beckoning him. He had been told that…
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- Feeling as though struck hard on the head, Yoonso was dazed and found it difficult to open his mouth easily. Licking his parched lips, Yoonso barely managed to compose his expression. “A conscription, you say? Is it not a service that must be rightfully performed for the sake of the nation? They are doing it for the Yeong-glorious task…” “What meaning is there in a Yeong-glory that erases oneself?” “They receive privileges worthy of it, so they must bear the duty as…
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- Sinpung County was said to be a place with few people, but for some reason, it was bustling. Puzzled, Yoonso soon noticed a procession ahead and let out a gasp. A man dressed in blue ceremonial robes was leading a group carrying gift boxes, heading somewhere. The attire resembled what Wongyeong had worn during his wedding, suggesting a ceremony was taking place nearby. The crowd was large and chaotic, and not wanting to draw attention, Yoonso prepared to dismount and walk. Hwi followed suit,…
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- “I have work, so I can’t go there.” Stephan’s yacht was always docked at Monaco’s harbor, so Leo, who parked his yacht nearby every Monaco Grand Prix, had seen it before. Stephan’s parties weren’t like the one Leo attended yesterday, where people just drank heavily and hung out. They were more serious in terms of revelry, the kind that explained the paddock’s running joke: don’t ask a driver what happened in Monaco. “You?” Since Leo had never agreed to attend Stephan’s…
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- “Other people, those with different jobs, say they’ve achieved their dreams when they succeed, but we’re said to live in a dream. You were like that too.” Leo had often heard such talk. The difference in those words, which he had never consciously noticed before, suddenly felt significant. He still didn’t fully grasp what it meant. Then Lorenzo responded. “I still think that way. Anyone you ask would probably say the same.” Leo shifted his gaze away from Harrison, whom he had been…
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- Harrison guided Leo’s hand directly to his groin. It wasn’t a situation where Leo could stall for time either. Leo hesitated for a moment but, feeling the resumed vibration, finally picked up his phone. “Bring indoor slippers.” The abrupt words left the voice on the other end of the phone bewildered, but Leo didn’t need to feign irritation as he immediately snapped. “You don’t have any, so go get some indoor slippers. Talk to the front desk.” “Then are you saying…
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But it seemed Choi Geonyeong hadn’t found anything useful yet. What does he even know? I suppressed the urge to snap at him. Choi Geonyeong continued in a half-hearted tone. “I think it’s probably one of the splinter groups that broke off from the main cult. Maybe they got pushed out by domestic politics and went to New Zealand, or something like that. In simple terms, they’re nobodies, so it’s no surprise there’s no information.” I closed my eyes tightly and opened them…- 171.7 K • Ongoing
- Woo Seonrim had a bewildered expression. In my head, I was imagining video titles like “Street Piano Legend Compilation.” The fantasy unfolded naturally. Woo Seonrim’s video hitting a million views, comments asking, “Who’s that handsome guy?” Later, using the video for promotion, articles with headlines like “That street pianist was actually a lost genius boy?” The picture was pretty, wasn’t it? The girl was about to finish her performance, so I hurriedly fixed Woo Seonrim’s…
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