Emerlyn
Stories
10
Chapters
914
Words
1.6 M
Comments
443
Reading
5 d, 10 h
This excuse about getting lost on the way never changed, did it? Perhaps Henry learned it from watching Joo Do-hwa. They both had a kind way of speaking, but the actual content wasn’t always very considerate. Thinking about this a little further, I noticed there was something off about the situation. "But why do you use honorifics with me?" When I was younger, he had addressed me bluntly. If he was going to treat me like that "brother" from before, he shouldn't be using honorifics. I thought it…- 243.8 K • Ongoing
- It wasn't long after that the child had brought me to the villa. The child, who had been taking care of my clothes and food and staying by my side this whole time, gradually showed a more familiar side. One of those things was occasionally confiding their innermost thoughts to me. ‘I don't actually live here.’ The child said they had come to the seaside for recuperation. This grand mansion was just a vacation home, and they would return home once they had fully recovered. That was the reason why…
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"Sniff. Sob." Haero sniffled as he crinkled the hamburger wrapper. Yoon Moo-hwa, who had been drinking coffee with his chin resting on his hand, reached out and unwrapped it for Haero. At the same time, Haero continued to sob pitifully. Seeing how neatly Yoon Moo-hwa had unwrapped it compared to him, Haero felt pathetic, wondering if he couldn't even do this. So he closed his eyes, whimpering, and started pulling at the vegetables peeking out from the bun. "Hey, what are you doing!" A startled…- 247.0 K • Ongoing
- If nothing else, he could be absolutely certain of this. What an unbelievable lie...While male Omegas might not make up half the world's population, there were still many of them around. Would an Alpha who claimed everyone clung to him during rut turn any of them down? Kwon Siyul squinted skeptically at the man before him. "It's true. I don't do guys with balls. Even if they're omegas, I'm not interested." "Then why did you ask me to sleep with you?" Woo Hyunse didn't answer right away. He chose…
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- There was a dog that drooled when a bell rang, wasn't there? Even though he was busy sleeping during class when it was mentioned, he could clearly recall that experiment in his head. Based on this famous experiment, Woo Hyunse probably shook a yogurt drink at a specific time instead of ringing a bell. It was hard to distinguish between conditioning and reflexes, but at this time, even if it was an empty container, seeing a yogurt drink naturally made him immediately think of Woo Hyunse. Kwon…
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Se-kyung's eyes, apologizing, contorted as if he was about to cry. "I'm sorry for liking you." As Song Yi-heon tried to twist away, Se-kyung held him in his arms. Unable to face his fear directly, he spoke rapidly into Yi-heon's ear, their cheeks pressed together. "I always thought my father was excessive. I knew I was strange, but I didn't think I needed to be monitored. But my father was right. Like you said, I'm crazy, I'm mentally ill." "...You bastard. Shut up." "I thought it was…- 246.1 K • Completed
- The smoldering red dot fell as Kim Dong-soo threw away his cigarette. In an instant, he struck Song Yi-heon's head with a fist that showed the bones on the back of his hand. As Yi-heon staggered from the blow that rattled his skull and shook his brain, Dong-soo kicked his shin, knocking him down. Instinctively curling up to protect himself, Yi-heon's back was subjected to relentless, rage-filled kicks. "Stop it!" Through his blurry vision, Yi-heon saw Se-kyung running towards them, only to be caught…
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- The veins bulge on the back of the hand gripping Song Yi-heon's short hair as if to pull it out by the roots. The pain Song Yi-heon felt wasn't from his scalp that seemed about to be torn off, but from the contemptuous gaze of Kim Dong-soo, the subordinate he had trusted and relied on. His slitted eyes pierced coldly like an awl. "Why...?" As his hair was yanked, Kim Dong-soo swung his fist. Once again, Song Yi-heon followed the fist aimed at his abdomen with a dazed gaze. Like the hair grip, he…
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