Chapter 36

7 am.

At the playground where we gathered last week, a team we had never seen before arrived, similar to our team. uh? These aren't the scammers we saw last week, are they? I thought it was strange and went to the chairman.

“Weren’t you competing today with the cheaters from last week?”

"that's right."

“So who’s on that team?”

“Team to compete against.”

What are you talking about? Other members, including me, were dumbfounded. So you're going to run dotang in the morning?

“That team is going to play against a cheater. We told them we couldn’t do it because a teammate was injured and we don’t have enough people.”

Who is the injured teammate? I didn't understand any more. Is there a reason why you even lie and try to get those people to compete with scammers?

“The match with the cheaters will be over in a minute, so you can play mini soccer with us afterwards.”

Now we have given up on understanding. If a problem arose, we planned to pretend that we were on the wrong side of the chairman, saying that we were the Nongikgwada team. So even though the team that was going to play today came to greet us, not everyone showed up in a friendly manner. Everyone on the new team made a good impression. The age range was 30 to 50 years old. It didn't seem like there was a merchant union like us. As they talked to each other, it seemed like there was a subtle hierarchical relationship. Are you office workers? At that time, a group of fraudsters swarmed at the end of the playground. The president was talking seriously about something with the new team captain and pointed to a group of fraudsters. The captain of the new team nodded as if he had just heard that they were the team he was going to face. I was sorry that the match was broken, so I quickly recruited another team. We all took a step back at the chairman's explanation. Judging from the bright face of the new team captain, it seems like he is playing the game without knowing that the cheater is a cheater. Is the new team so talented that they don't even care about cheaters? If not, that team would definitely be pissed too, right? No, is it different? Everyone seemed surprised to hear what the chairman said to the fraudsters.

“No. What if they bring in two more players from the professional team? Do they keep adding players from the professional team to purely amateur matches?”

The ugly old man, the leader of the con men, snorted.

“I told you? Then you guys also want to bring in unemployed players? Why? Isn’t there anyone you can bring in today?”

“Look. I tried to have a good match again, but if it keeps happening like this...”

“So, you should do whatever you want. Shit. What kind of K-League is this? Are there restrictions on players? Why are you even talking about neighborhood sports?”

The ugly man is Mr. Kwak. He even tried to raise his hand. The Chairman's expression hardened and the new Captain Kim, who was behind him, stepped forward.

“It’s not obvious to anyone that an unemployed team player is involved.”

“Who? No, who is it?”

“If you say it like that...”

When the new team captain got angry and took a step forward, the president quickly stopped him.

“Hang in there! You can’t fight here!”

They just raised their voices a little, but there was absolutely no fighting. What kind of father are you? When I thought about it, I realized that the chairman was actually a bit over-the-top. But now there was something different from usual. He persuaded the ugly man with a soft voice.

“Hey. I’m sure you all came here to have a good match today, so let’s just have a good match, okay?”

“Well, it doesn’t matter as long as we don’t tackle the players. We definitely have to pay for the food.”

And at that moment we all saw. A smile appeared and disappeared for a split second on the Chairman's face. Then the new team captain asked in a lowered voice.

“You mean the price of food?”

The Chairman took a step back. The ugly man naturally faced the opposing team's captain.

“Don’t you know the price of the meal? I mean the meal cost. How about the losing team pays the winning team’s meal cost?”

“That’s not possible.”

“Then we can’t do it either. It’s ridiculous for a good team like ours, which even has unemployed players, to play for nothing. This isn’t some kind of volunteer work.”

"............."

“Why aren’t you saying anything? You don’t like it? Even if you don’t like it, you can’t do it. We worked hard to get here, so we can’t just leave, right?”

Did the president say the match would be over in 5 minutes? But in reality, the game was decided before it even started. The new team captain called the person behind him.

“Sergeant Lee.”

What are you buying?

“Get these people’s IDs and check their backgrounds. If their criminal records are revealed, they’ll all be put away.”

There were 12 police officers here.

There were only 8 people on our team who could play, so the match continued like this. For the first time, I finished the first half without a single foul. It had to be that way. Because I saved myself. If the opposing team had the ball, they couldn't get close. Rather, I felt like I had to protect him from the side when he drove a goal toward our goal. In fact, there were team members like that. After the first half, we gathered together with the chairman in the middle and began a low prayer.

“What on earth would you do if you set up a fight with the police?”

One member asked strongly, but in a whisper so that the other person far away could not hear.

“What do you think? That team is rumored to be very good.”

Of course you'll do well! Because the team that can beat that team won’t be from the Republic of Korea!

“But you can’t do this without telling us. Do you know how anxious I was during the match?”

“Have you committed a crime? Why are you sleepy?”

Just because a person commits a sin does not necessarily mean he or she becomes a bastard. I was frustrated so I added a word.

“Chairman, I am not opposing public authority.”

All members nodded in agreement. Except one person.

“How can we survive in this harsh world with such a sad heart? The police are our closest neighbors.”

So close was the scam team that he fell to his knees and cried and begged.

“Anyway, if I do well in this match, my younger brother said he will continue to push for future matches, so they know.”

I was shaken for a moment. Should I transfer to FC Kimjang? However, when I turned my head, there was someone I could see. At the end of the first half, Taek-in came with more bread than last time and was distributing it to the police team. His face was dull, probably because he stayed up all night making bread, but his expression was bright. As if people were really happy to receive bread.

“Oh my. I gave that guy money for bread since last week, and he brought me a boatload of it.”

“The price of the bread?”

When I asked, the chairman nodded.

“Didn’t I tell you? We have a regular sponsor. Taek-in decided to use that money to pay for bread.”

“Who is this crazy person who sponsors us?”

“Well, I thought he was crazy at first. But he said he was just a company and wanted to contribute to the revitalization of sports in the neighborhood as part of his social work, so he would sponsor our team.”

“What does this company do?”

“It’s a building management company, right? They said they’re preparing to buy a building near the market. By the way, is there a 20-story building right in front? I think they’ll buy it there.”

If that's the building where Woo Min-jae's studio is located? I thought it was a strange coincidence.

“If you buy there, they will give us a space to use as an office for the early soccer club. Cap, right? Huh? Awesome, right?”

I realized this while watching an older man use the words cam and jjang. People have to pay their dues. Why on earth is that company so anxious for not being able to sponsor our team?

“By the way. Heechan, you must work hard in the second half and score one goal.”

“......They say they don’t like it.”

“Otherwise, I will take off your shirt and reveal all your tattoos. If you really want to get attention, you can run around again.”

shit. I pulled up the bag on my arm, afraid it might fall down, and picked up the bread. It was my favorite pizza crust. I thought as I took a bite. It is clear that Kim Taek-in will achieve great success in the future. I was eating the bread so hard that I completely forgot about the ringing cell phone in my bag.

4 missed calls. As soon as I saw the message on my phone, my heart sank. right. Minjae Woo decided to call. I tried to call right away, but I couldn't easily leave the company dinner held after the game. Instead, I added text.

[The match is over now. I'll call you after the dinner party.]

During the company dinner, I took out my phone and checked it, but there was no contact until I stood up. Of course it can. Woo Min-jae may not be able to send a text message because he is busy or sleeping right now. However, because of the two incidents that occurred when I couldn't contact them, I took out my phone every minute like a person who is impatient. Surely something is wrong?

“Are you in a relationship? Why are you looking at your phone like that?”

A member asked teasingly. Everyone joined in making fun of me with one voice. I had to get out quickly, but thanks to that, I got caught even more, so I had to have a beer in the morning. I barely escaped from the men and finally pressed the call button, but only the signal went through and I couldn't hear Woo Min-jae's voice. I tried a few more times and turned around. I couldn't wait like last time. Even though I don't know where Minjae Woo is, I thought it would be less frustrating to find him by moving with my feet. I went to Woo Min-jae's studio and lodgings with a sweaty body, unable to wash, but they were empty. It was frustrating to sit idly in a dorm with no owner. Fuck. Why aren't you answering the phone? I was reassured that it would be okay today because I didn't break my promise to meet, but why am I anxious? I really made an appointment today... Then I remembered that I promised to answer the phone last night. Surely this won’t lead Woo Min-jae to bad luck? I woke up again feeling anxious. It was truly nonsense. If I break my promise and can't meet Woo Min-jae or contact him, something bad will happen to him.

‘Tiriri~’

The phone rang and I picked it up right away without even checking.

“Hey. Woo Min-jae........”

[oh? Did you wait for Minjae’s call?]

It was Chungyeon. Disappointed, I collapsed onto the sofa.

“Why did you call?”

[I wanted to say I was thankful for yesterday. I guess the cosmetics the hotel gave me were expensive. My wife told me to say thank you. and.........]

“You can talk to Woo Min-jae directly later. And I’m sorry, I have a phone call waiting.”

Chungyeon's voice was brighter than usual, but there was no time to worry about it.

She hung up the phone and threw her phone on the sofa as if she were angry for no reason. And then I realized that my appearance was ridiculous. What the hell am I doing? I can't believe I'm sitting in an unoccupied house feeling anxious about something that doesn't happen. I was shocked.

I'm not really this kind of guy. A simple Kwon Hee-chan would have washed up and gone to sleep at this time without dwelling on the previous coincidence.

“Mr.

I picked up my phone and stood up. Let's go home. This is no different from Woo Min-jae’s ex-lover, whom you called a stalker.

Ji-ing~

My cell phone rang. This time, I checked the caller and answered the phone. It was Woo Min-jae.

“Hey. Where are you?”

I asked angrily, but the other person said nothing.

“Woo Min-jae? Hey. Woo Min-jae?”

belt. belt. belt.

The phone was immediately hung up. I looked at my phone and pressed redial.

[The power is off, so after a beep sound, it connects to the sound source.........]

Pop. I hung up the phone, looked into space for a moment, and then called Jiyong. After a while, the signal went away and I answered the phone in a voice that I had overslept.

[CEO hyung. I was really thankful yesterday..........]

“Take a picture of the lawyer Woo Min-jae’s business card and send it to me.”

[yes? why? Do you have anything to sue the boss too?]

“Stop talking nonsense and send it quickly.”

After a while. The lawyer's business card arrived and I called the cell phone number listed. After some time. A middle-aged man's voice was heard. I introduced myself and got to the point first.

"Woo Min-jae doesn't answer the phone. The call went through, but the person on the other end didn't say anything and immediately hung up and turned off the power. I may be overreacting, but if something happened to Woo Min-jae..."

[Woo Min-jae is not injured, so you don’t have to worry.]

first?

[But it is true that a problem arose. While I parked my car and was away, someone broke the window and stole my cell phone. Woo Min-jae finished reporting to the police and returned to his lodgings. If you go to the accommodation, we can meet.]

As soon as he finished speaking, there was the sound of the front door opening. After a while. Woo Min-jae, wearing sportswear, came inside and stopped when he saw me.

“When did you come?”

“.............”

“Heechan.”

“......Suddenly, a medicine song came to mind. I’m going.”

I left the dorm as if running away, leaving behind the guy who called me.

After leaving Minjae Woo's dormitory on Sunday, he did not see him until he left the store on Monday afternoon. His fear was so great that he suppressed his desire to see him. Since I had experienced a strange phenomenon where the soul entered another body, I could no longer rule out the possibility that I could bring bad luck to Woo Min-jae.

I'm sleepy, I'm tired, I'll see you later, the only text I sent was an excuse. I tried not to make phone calls as much as possible. What was surprising was that Woo Min-jae also obediently agreed to my wishes. why? Can’t we meet? There was nothing to say. It almost made me wonder if Woo Min-jae could sense my fear and let me be alone for a while. I went out to the store in a depressed mood, but things in the world were not going the way I wanted. Just because I'm happy doesn't mean everyone else is happy, just because I'm feeling down doesn't mean those around me are either. Still, the staff helped lift my sinking mood. The problem was that it rose so high that the top of the head could be opened.

“Of course! You have to go to the club with good-looking people to attract women. Hahahaha~”

It must have been twisted. He even harassed the female staff at the club, and if there was no result, it might be better to switch to a man like me.

“So you got a girlfriend?”

“Yes? No.”

“No? Didn’t you like it because you had a girlfriend?”

“Oh, no. I don’t plan on meeting you at the girlfriend’s club. I still need to save up more money. My grandmother said my girlfriend would go out with someone her grandmother introduced.”

what is this sound?

“Then why are you going to the club to meet?”

“Why? I’m going to do snow watching. All the girls that come there are so pretty and fit. If you go and have some fun and have fun, there’s really nothing like this. I’ve been feeling a bit weak lately, but I feel completely refreshed. Hahaha~”

"............"

“Hehe~ Please come with me next time.”

“.............”

“Boss bro?”

“Have you been begging me to go to the club all this time just so you can do snow?”

“How cool are the women at the club!”

“If you don’t want to get beaten up, shut up.”

It was absurd. Fuck. Are you saying you followed me to the club just to catch some snow?

“Then I’ll pay for the beer…”

“Go to the warehouse and get the stuff before you get hit with pepper.”

I scolded him, but I couldn't beat Jiyong, who was in a good mood. The guy laughed and even hummed his song. Although it was annoying to look at. Still, I felt fortunate. Because I am happy about the little things, I forget even a little bit of the fear and pain from Iljin. It was then. Jiyong's cell phone rang in his pocket and he took it out and looked at the screen. The smile disappeared from his face at once. what. It must be difficult to overcome old fears.

"hello."

Jyoi, who answered the phone, quietly listened to what the other person said. Then he suddenly started talking flusterily.

“No, I don’t want to. I’ve told you several times that I won’t withdraw the lawsuit. And I’ve recorded all the phone calls and saved the text messages as evidence, so keep calling and texting. Got it? .... .....Oh my~ You're swearing again? Keep going. No. Do more. I told you to do more. Why didn't you say anything? Yes?"

As if the other person had hung up, Jiyong called his name a few times and laughed heartily as soon as he hung up.

“Hahahaha, you’re not a fucking bastard!”

“.............”

“CEO, hyung. Did you see me? I’m fucking this bastard? Haha~”

“Didn’t you get scared just on Saturday when you saw a missed call because you thought it was that guy?”

“I did. But I completely got over it after having fun with the girls at the club.”

.....Overcame it? So easy? I was so nervous that I stalked and worked 5 days a week, putting all my efforts, losses, and worries in vain?

“So, my boss, I’m going to the club again. When I go to the club, all my illnesses get cured and all my worries disappear….”

“Shut up. Before we increase the workweek to six days again.”

Startle. Jiyong looked at me and quickly ran out of the store. I suddenly felt tired. Jihong Lee What? You said you couldn't overcome the years of being bullied at your school? Holy shit! I guess I didn’t go to the club! This is all my fault. It's my fault for taking this guy so seriously even though I knew how light his outlook on life was. As I was putting my hand on my forehead, another employee came in. He also looked as happy as Jiyong, as if he was flying.

“The item auctioned today is very nice.”

“It’s normal.”

“If the price is right and this much product comes in, Boss Kwon will make a lot of money. Haha~”

“I lost the special prize and got the prize for more money than I expected?”

But his smile did not leave his lips. I couldn't help but ask.

“Are you doing well?”

“You know. There is. This is all thanks to President Kwon.”

What? When I asked again, he brought up the topic of hotels. ah. I ate there.

​

 

“It looks like everything was resolved while eating together as a family.”

"no."

"yes?"

“Her daughter wouldn’t even make eye contact with me when we were eating.”

“Then how did you solve it?”

"That's all thanks to President Kwon. Haha~ My daughter saw President Kwon at that time, didn't she? Then she came home and was so excited that President Kwon was so handsome. And she never said she was so happy that President Kwon was my boss. “There’s something to be said about not quitting the store!”

"............"

“Didn’t CEO Kwon praise my daughter for being pretty? When she heard that, her mouth opened in delight.”

“What about large companies? Companies where people wear suits to work?”

“Ah. They say there’s no need for anything. They say a place with a handsome CEO is the best. By the way, my daughter said she wants to come see President Kwon. Is that okay? Huh?”

“.......Jeong Chung-yeon.”

"yes?"

“If you don’t want to end your five-day workweek in just one week, get out of my sight right now.”

Startle. He disappeared from sight in 3 seconds. I realized it again. Life is not that big of a deal. No need to take it seriously. Seeba. I sighed and picked up my phone. If you want to see it, you can look. If you want to call, you can call. misfortune? Fuck. All you have to do is answer the phone without breaking your promise!

“Woo Min-jae. It’s me. Is this your studio? I’ll come to you right after work.......Huh?......Yeah.......Okay.”

Tuk. I hung up the phone and sat blankly. Woo Min-jae told me not to come because he had work to do. This secretly...hurts me.

7 o'clock in the morning when work is over. Another happy person came to me who was still depressed. The chairman looked like he was in a happy mood after the soccer game on Sunday morning. He appeared carrying something along with what appeared to be an installation engineer.

“Hey, Heechan, wear one of these too.”

“What is it?”

I don't know what that was, but I had an ominous feeling that I would have no choice since they had already brought in an installer.

"cctv"

cctv? Why? When I asked, he gave a lengthy explanation.

“Didn’t you hear that there was a thief in the fruit area? They said they robbed everything. It was a complete mess. How do we know if the thieves will target us this time?”

“You heard the thief? I didn’t hear it?”

Rumors about that spread quickly, but I really haven't heard of it. When I tilted my head, the chairman cleared his throat and made a loud noise.

“What? So you want to get robbed?”

“Who is that?”

“Then put it up. I have one in the office. I have one at the entrance. Plus, the management company even manages it professionally, so I can watch videos from a month ago if I need to.”

This somehow smells like a hard sell. I took a look at the installation engineer waiting behind me and told the chairman.

“It’s okay. I just.......”

“It’s free.”

“I will.”

That's how I got reliable CCTV in my store. When I heard the explanation later, it was said that a CCTV company had obtained a service that was used for advertising purposes. As for the previous donation, this was the first time I knew that the Chairman had the ability in this area. Is organic farming really that popular?

I didn't meet Woo Min-jae until the weekend came around again. I was going to meet. Although it wasn't as frequent, we talked on the phone and texted like before, but before I could say I was going to meet him, he said it first. I have an appointment. Today I go to the spleen to research data. I decided to stay for a night at the house of someone who would give me advice on my writing. I can't sleep because I've been editing my writing all day, so I'm trying to sleep without being disturbed. At first, I thought it was good because he seemed to be working hard and finding something else to do besides exercise. I say this is just an extension of my hobby, but I wanted to continue to support anyone who has ideas. So even though we couldn't meet, there were no complaints. I also thought I should go and not disturb him.

But when this situation repeated until Friday, I became suspicious. Are you avoiding me on purpose? Did I get upset because I avoided him first? no. He wasn't that narrow-minded. On the contrary, he hated me so if I didn't meet him, he wouldn't have met me... Huh?! haha. No, that can't be true. Even when you call, your voice is so soft and you smile so much. Cancer, there is no one who would hate me because I am handsome, humorous, know idioms well, and are now good at English. Then why? I couldn't help but suspect that there must be a reason.

“Men are simple. If you lose contact and stop seeing each other, there is only one reason: you don’t like him anymore.”

7 o'clock Saturday morning. Namsu, who brought soju to my store, said this. “This is what I heard while drinking in the empty store since the morning after the employees left,” Namsu asked while drinking soju.

“Don’t you think so too, huh?”

"no."

“No?”

of course. Absolutely not.

“Shit. If you’re a man, you don’t just cut off contact just because you don’t like it anymore. If you don’t like it, you don’t like it. You have to say it in words. If you just cut off contact in the first place and are a bastard, no matter how much I like you, that’s okay. I have to give up on that bastard. Right. ?"

"............"

There was no answer. Telling me to give up means I don't like it. I poured soju into his empty glass.

“Have you heard from me yet?”

"..........huh"

“You try it.”

“.............”

I didn't want to drink in the morning, so I stopped while trying to grab some snacks.

“What? Have you never played Yeonragi?”

The guy looks away as if avoiding an answer. Although he is my friend. This guy is very narrow-minded and timid sometimes.

“Hey. Isn’t it funny that you’re waiting for the other person to do something while you’re not doing it yourself? Why are you making all kinds of assumptions when you’re not even doing it?”

“He always contacted me first. He really liked me. So he should do it.”

“Hannamsu.”

"why?"

“You’re unlucky.”

“……”

“Do you know?”

"huh."

Good to know. It was amazing. Namsoo is naturally the type of person who cares more about others. Even when my friends met and decided what they wanted to eat, they never insisted on what they wanted to eat. If I ask for something, I have never refused it. So, I didn't know that I would show this side of myself when it comes to love.

“You’ve been worrying about it for over two weeks now, right? I guess that’s what you like. Don’t you understand yet?”

“Heechan.”

"why?"

“Tell me about the person you like. Are you dating that person casually? You said that before. I don’t think it’s difficult.”

It was like that back then. It's different now. When I found out that it was my bad luck that he got hurt, I was so shocked that I became a coward, but as time passed, I, who was like a devil, now showed my head openly. During the week that he didn't meet Woo Min-jae, he grew even bigger.

“Do you believe in fate?”

“Well, do you think that person is your destiny?”

“What if there is someone you really like, but something strange happens to that person? For example, if you chase after him without making a promise, good luck will come to that person. If you break your promise, bad luck will come to that person.”

“What is that scary?”

Isn’t that true too? At that time, Namsu added.

“But if it’s someone I really like, that’s awesome. I can use that as an excuse to stick by their side. Where else can there be such a great opportunity?”

"............"

"Why are you laughing?"

“I really think your love comes first.”

“Yes. My love is the most important to me. I don’t know anything else, but I want to be selfish about this. But oh fuck.”

The guy drank soju again.

“Why doesn’t that bastard call me? Now, whenever he calls, I pretend not to notice and answer, but I’m trying to date him!”

“I told you to do it.”

“It hurts my pride. And if I lose once, that bastard might look down on me.”

“You’re unlucky.”

“You’re not hurt at all?”

“Then you can do it like this.”

how? I told the guy who asked to hold his cell phone. He knew I was going to call him and he never wanted to call me. After hearing my plan, he hesitated and then obediently put down his phone. I called Namsu. The signal went on for a while. When I thought about not getting it because it was morning. I heard a voice.

[...........huh.]

“Do you know the owner of this phone?”

[who are you? Where is our Namsu?!]

This is our Namsu. I ignored my arm swelling and told the lie I had prepared.

​

 

“This person is lying down on the street after drinking...”

[On the road?! Our Namsu is weak and gets very cold, but on the street... Ah. Where is it?]

I couldn't answer for a moment and looked at the sturdy gym trainer who said he was weak. When I didn't answer, the other person quickly asked where I was. As soon as I told the location, the other person hung up.

“Why? What?”

“........”

“You’re not coming? Are you saying you don’t know me?”

“It’s in front of the house. It will come.”

“Are you coming now?”

huh. When I answered, Namsu, whose face was red after a few drinks, jumped up from his seat.

“Hey. I’ll go first. I have to get there first!”

Namsu ran out of his store, his weak, muscular body stomping off the ground. It was so weak that it quickly disappeared from sight with the power to destroy anything it hit. After all, love should not be taken lightly. I cleaned up the store, came out, and headed somewhere else instead of home. good. Should I go see you too?

I deliberately picked up my phone in front of the building where his studio was located. To make an excuse that I was here to give him a snack, I had several truck toasts in a black bag in my hand. It was very warm because it had just been made. It may have been in the dorm, but I had a feeling it would be here. Of course, if you don't have it, you can go to your accommodation. But maybe I have superpowers. There were two entrances to the building. I was standing in front of a small door on the far left. As I was taking out my phone, I happened to look to my right and saw Woo Min-jae coming out of the large door in the center. I walked out quickly, checking the phone in my hand, and stopped at the entrance. Then I raised my head and looked across the 8th lane. It was in the market where I worked. What do you see? I was curious, but more than that, I tried to approach it out of joy. But then I saw it.

A person sitting on a motorcycle next to a building in the distance starts the engine. There was a long stick in the person's hand. I intuitively felt something strange.

“Woo Min-jae’s damage!!”

I ran shouting and Minjae Woo looked back at me. In my eyes, the motorcycle was vrooming on the sidewalk, not the road. I could only see it approaching with a sound. Fuck. What is that guy?! The motorcycle approached in an instant. But I run. The motorcycle approached, and Woo Min-jae turned his head to check the motorcycle. It happened slowly, as if it had taken hours.

I guess that’s why Woo Min-jae’s expression was visible so clearly. The guy wasn't surprised. A faint smile seemed to spread on his face as he glanced back. But that can't be right, right? Swish. Woo Min-jae's hand grabbed my approaching arm and dragged it behind him. At the same time, the guy also stepped back.

Whiing!

The stick wielded by the man on the motorcycle split the air by a narrow margin.

Sigh~~!

The motorcycle that stopped in front changed direction. I pulled Woo Min-jae's arm because I thought the motorcycle was going to come and attack again. I took a step forward and looked straight at the man on the motorcycle. A few seconds later the sound of a roaring engine is heard. The motorcycle went straight out onto the road and quickly disappeared from sight. But even though I could no longer see my attacker, my heart continued to beat rapidly.

“.......What is that bastard?”

“Thanks to you.”

"what?"

“I lived because of you.”

Now is not the time to say that! I wanted to shout inside, but the words couldn't come out properly as I looked into his eyes. After a while he opened his mouth.

"long time no see."

"huh."

Strangely, my heart, which had been beating fast, became calm. Facing Woo Min-jae and hearing his voice made me feel calm and my excitement subsided, as if it were a sedative.

“I missed you.”

The guy said and grinned again. I asked, pointing with my eyes to the place where the motorcycle disappeared.

“Do you know who it is?”

"Roughly."

“Did you know that there might be an attack?”

"no."

Then why did you laugh the moment you were attacked? no. It's not clear. Maybe I saw it wrong. At that time, Minjae Woo added:

“I didn’t know you would do it now.”

So you knew that one day your life would be in danger? They said there was a way, but it wasn't solved? Then, a completely different question suddenly occurred to me.

“Is it possible that you didn’t meet me because it was dangerous for the past week?”

The guy looked away and answered with a different question.

"Are not you hungry?"

Although I only met Woo Min-jae for a short time, I was now able to interpret his actions and words. This means so. shit. I don't even know that.

“Fuck. If it was dangerous, you should have told me sooner.”

“If you go out together, it could be dangerous for you too.”

“It could be the other way around. Are you saying you’re alive because of me? I told you I was lucky.”

right. I am lucky. I only thought about bad luck. I am lucky too.

“Then you have to have me by your side. No matter what happens, you have to have me by your side, you bastard.”

I frowned and spat harshly, but Woo Min-jae just smiled brightly. At this moment, I truly hoped I was lucky.

“I’ll buy you breakfast.”

I dragged Woo Min-jae’s hand and led him to my favorite restaurant.

“The pork rice bowl at that restaurant is amazing.”