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      There Is No Sea

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      by Emerlyn Should I tell him? That I’m the one he’s looking for.
      KR • Mature • Omegaverse • Psychological • Yaoi
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      TIN 1

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      by Emerlyn There were things that come to mind when I close my eyes. The scorching sun, the shimmering ripples that seem to break, the sound of crashing waves, and the pungent smell of seawater mixed with humid air. The events of that day when ordinary things were suddenly turned upside down for me. '...What is this?' I remember the moment when a beam of light seeped into the pitch-black darkness. My shoulders, crammed into a narrow box, ached, but the space was too tight for even a small groan to escape. My…
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      TIN 146

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      by Emerlyn As if he had never smiled, only a slight annoyance and boredom remained on his face. The reaction that had changed as easily as flipping his palm told me that my guess was correct. Joo Do-hwa, who had been staring at the air for a moment, beckoned towards the door. "Come in." "……." The doctor, who had been watching for a chance, stepped inside. The doctor, who approached with a nervous face, took Joo Do-hwa's right hand with bated breath. Because of what I had bitten a little while ago,…
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      TIN 124

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      by Emerlyn The scenery rushing past the window felt unreal to me right then. Opening the emergency door and jumping out wouldn't be difficult, but it would mean instant death. Unlike escaping from a building where I might just sprain an ankle, this was a different matter altogether. The inspection was still ongoing beyond the door. The attendants made passengers remove not just sunglasses but regular glasses too, and women were no exception either. Damn, my mistake was letting them see that. Joo Do-hwa must have…
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      TIN 19

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      by Emerlyn "Why are you looking at me like that?" But I couldn't exactly ask him that. What would I say? ‘Do you know I'm that “hyung” from back then?’ He had already noticed, and was just pretending not to know, wasn’t he? "It's nothing." At least I didn't get shot. After witnessing such a scene, I couldn't easily bring up the topic. "I was just looking." No, the truth was it wasn’t just that. Honestly, it wouldn't be too difficult to prove I was the same person. There are many memories…
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      TIN 84

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      by Emerlyn Noticing my condition, Joo Do-hwa suddenly reached out toward me. He brushed my forehead with his large hand, then smoothly moved his hand down to my cheek and stroked it there. "Are you sick somewhere?" "..." A sweet fragrance wafted over to me. I wasn't sure if it was the perfume I had sprayed on or Joo Do-hwa's pheromones. Feeling my hair stand on end for a moment there, I reflexively swatted his hand away. "...Ah." Honestly, I regretted it immediately. The moment I pushed him away, his…
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      TIN 38

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      by Emerlyn I thought this might be an overreaction, but he showed no particular response. There was still a faint smile on his lips, and his gaze toward me was no different from usual. His mood even seemed to improve during this time. "There's nothing you shouldn't hear, hyung." His voice was as soft as a dream, seemingly pleased about something. He reached out toward me and smoothed out my crumpled sleeve. Then he continued to fiddle with the hem of my clothes. "You remember the party that's happening this…
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      TIN 16

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      by Emerlyn Gasp! A strangled sound escaped the son as he choked and gasped for air. Before he could even let out a scream, he froze up, becoming as rigid as a board. The droplets of blood that burst from his father splattering across his pale skin like paint. "You should have known your limits." It was a shockingly gruesome sight. A crimson liquid sprayed wildly from behind the middle-aged man standing there. Beneath the limp body lay a pool of blood soaking into the pristine white marble. The talkative…
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