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      by Emerlyn  Choi Se-kyung's affirmation was also a self-deprecating feeling. He endured his father's oppression with the belief that he didn't kill the girl when he was six years old. Even if his parents treated Se-kyung strangely, he didn't consider himself abnormal. He hadn't killed anyone, and he believed himself to be a sane person who could distinguish between cruel imagination and reality. However, Choi Myung-hyun insisted that Se-kyung had indeed killed the girl. This confused Se-kyung greatly, making…
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      by Emerlyn  In the narrow alleyway with cracked asphalt, Choi Se-kyung looked up at the crumbling yellow sign. The building was so old that it wouldn’t have been strange if the peeling paint on the sign had fallen off at any moment. It was his first time witnessing in real life the kind of small inn often seen in movies. When Kim Deuk-pal attempted to enter, Se-kyung grabbed his hoodie to hold him back. There was no intention of causing trouble, but it was hard to ignore the severely cracked cement…
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      by Emerlyn  Kim Deuk-pal came downstairs and tiptoed to avoid waking Song Min-seo sleeping on the living room sofa. He slipped on his slippers and stepped outside, inhaling the smoky night air while gazing at the night sky. Strangely, the Seoul sky was dotted densely with stars. His feet in slippers were pricked by the tall grass. Absentmindedly thinking he should call someone soon to take care of the overgrown lawn, Kim Deuk-pal pushed the front door open. The wide alley, devoid of illegal parking, spread…
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      by Emerlyn The sedan stopped at a red light. The young driver who had come to pick up Choi Se-kyung at 11 PM tapped the steering wheel in tune with the latest pop song playing on the radio. At least the previous driver had been quiet, but this new one didn't even have the basic courtesy to ask if he could turn on the radio. His attitude subtly revealed that he looked down on Se-kyung, who was younger than him. Choi Se-kyung rolled his eyes and stared at the driver's elbow sticking out from the driver's seat. What…
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      by Emerlyn  "Song Yi-heon! Let's play soccer!" The boys from the same class called out to Kim Deuk-pal as he came out sucking on an ice pop he bought from the school cafeteria for dessert after lunch. They were heading to the playground to play a game of soccer during the remaining lunch break, waving their arms above their heads. "Hey! Didn't you hear us?" When Song Yi-heon didn't come, they ran over to put their arms around his shoulders and tried to take him to the playground, but Kim Deuk-pal, who…
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      by Emerlyn  After Kim Deuk-pal's feast ended, he patted his protruding belly. Song Yi-heon had a small stomach, so whenever he ate, his slim belly would bulge out. Though it would quickly deflate, he found it unsightly and tried not to show it in public. But he couldn't fool Choi Se-kyung's keen eye. Ever since getting caught with a tadpole belly on the first day at the study hall after dinner, Kim Deuk-pal had been patting his stomach comfortably. Choi Se-kyung inserted a bill into the vending machine and…
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      by Emerlyn  Kim Deuk-pal wasn't bothered by Song Min-seo's alcoholism, but Jung Eun-chae was. Her eyes shook greatly upon hearing about Song Yi-heon's home environment, and she nervously rubbed her clasped hands. The corners of her mouth, which she had raised to hide her surprise, twitched. "I see. You must be going through a lot, Yi-heon." "It's fine. This is just how life is." Compared to his gangster days, this family situation was luxurious. Meanwhile, Jung Eun-chae's eyes reddened with admiration.…
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      by Emerlyn  In the early morning, accompanied by chirping birds, Kim Deuk-pal was on his way home after finishing his usual jog. Although he often got lost in the unfamiliar alleys with high walls, he had now adapted enough to use shortcuts. “Huff, huff…” While waiting for the gate to open, he wiped his forehead with the wristband he wore. After running at a steady pace all the way back from the mineral spring, not only his forehead but also his soaked back rose and fell roughly. As he entered the…
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