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“Ah, Seolwoo. Just take it once. Huh? Please, please.” On the playground where the hot sunlight beat down, Kim Chanju was begging Han Seolwoo. There was no particular reason. It was all because of the impressive Han Seolwoo. The Hansan High heartthrob, the pale and pretty kid. That idol or trainee guy, the former child actor. People said his mom was Kim Heeseo, who won a Best Actress award. Oh, they said his dad was Ash Lucas. No, he’s the CEO of Han Motors; anyway, is he half-Russian?…- 217.8 K • Completed
- But whether it was a misfortune or a blessing, Won Wooje's mother met a new lover when he was in the sixth grade of elementary school. They said the man who drove a Porsche had even more money than his father. It was a blessing in disguise. Before long, they moved back to River Castle in Unil-dong, a wealthy residential complex. However, to the adolescent Won Wooje, this was not at all pleasing. The strange man was a problem, but it was also because of the man's son, who was two years younger than him.…
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- Han Seolwoo looked at Won Wooje's 15-point math exam paper with sheer absurdity. He wanted to retort that the points he’d dropped were no different from Won Wooje's total score, but he held back. He endured it when he stayed up all night studying while Won Wooje stayed up all night gaming; he endured it when he ranked at the top of the school while Won Wooje just ranked as a top-tier slacker. Why? Because he liked Won Wooje. Han Seolwoo wanted to remain friends with him. There were many times he…
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- Won Wooje slapped his cheeks with a stinging thwack, thwack. Kim Johoon’s plump cheek fat shook. “I’m sorry... I forgot.” Whether he hadn't expected this situation, Kim Johoon, with a face full of panic, glanced warily at Han Seolwoo. “Aha...” Won Wooje let out an exclamation and curled the corners of his mouth into a smile. It was a devilish smile. “Fucking up your common sense... fucking up your manners, and just fucking forgetting. Is it because you just keep fucking stuff…
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- “Hey, ah. Why are you crying so much? Ha...” Won Wooje rubbed the corners of the other's eyes with his thumb. Han Seolwoo only then realized that he was dripping tears. He didn't even have time to feel embarrassed by the pain. “I’ll crush that bastard. I saw the whole thing, the way he intentionally kicked you, that son of a bitch.” “...” “Ah... shit. I should have just given him the ball. Ah, fuck!” Won Wooje, turning his head the other way, slammed the seat with his fist.…
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- It was because Han Seolwoo’s voice filled his ears. ‘Wooje-ya. Don’t cause any trouble while I’m not there.’ His voice held onto the reason that was on the verge of snapping. It wrapped it up tight and tied it firm once again. Won Wooje bit the inside of his cheek hard. He knew that what he was about to do was something Han Seolwoo would fucking hate. However, his desire to beat the shit out of Bae Junhyeok remained the same. Won Wooje had to live life his own way, doing whatever the…
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- He took heavy steps away. Han Seolwoo did not grab him and only turned his head to stare at him. Won Wooje, who had been bending his upper body to shove his feet into his sneakers, raised his head. "I shouldn't get mad at someone who's sick. Right." Their eyes met again, and he was smiling. However, there was no way to hide his chilled gaze. Thud! The front door closed noisily. Left alone, Han Seolwoo stared blankly at the entrance. In the silence, only the red sensor light flickered. Han…
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- Won Wooje, who had lowered his head, whispered in a low voice. The sweet breath touching his ear was exceptionally tickling. Han Seolwoo frowned unknowingly. It felt as if a sneeze was about to come out. ୨ৎ "Seolwoo... Are you okay?" As soon as they entered the classroom, Bae Junhyeok approached. "Shit," Won Wooje muttered a curse as he threw his bag onto the desk and sat down noisily. "Yeah, I am okay." Han Seolwoo nodded his head. In truth, something like this was not a big deal. It…
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- His heart throbbed with surprise. Han Seolwoo glared at Won Wooje. However, he had his head turned and was only looking out the window. Not once did he look back until the class was over. They did not say a single word until it was lunchtime. They could not. It was because Won Wooje slept deeply, using his textbook as a pillow. He slept right through even the noisy break times without waking up once. Normally, he would have nagged him to wake up and study, but he could not do that today. When Won…
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- “No, no, the snack bar.” “Alright.” Won Wooje, shaking his head from side to side, jumped to his feet. Then, as if it were only natural, he held out his hand. Han Seolwoo stared at it for a moment before grabbing his arm and pulling himself up with force. Won Wooje stepped in quickly and supported him, naturally wrapping an arm around his back. As he moved his steps carefully, Han Seolwoo nibbled on his lip. He found himself thinking about the crutches he had left at home for no…
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