episode_0217

Surprisingly it’s not bad.

It was a time when I thought about that.

I had lunch, stopped by a cafe to drink coffee, and stopped by an arcade I had never been to to play a game.

Jina was very considerate in her every action, and it was so natural that it was difficult to notice unless you looked closely.

Such considerations came together to create elegance.

Her appearance was beautiful and her heart was kind.

“Look at this, you can’t help but get calluses on your hands.”

A park I stopped by while walking.

Jinah Choi sat on the bench and gave me her finger.

As a violinist, the calluses on her fingers indirectly told me how hard she had worked.

“I see.”

Elementary school classmate.

We were the same age and spent the same time, but at some point, she became a famous violinist.

I was just an ordinary college student.

“You tried hard.”

Normally, what have I done so far?

Well, you could fall into this type of self-loathing, but I wasn’t that type.

Choi Jin-ah, who was looking at me intently at my answer, smiled softly.

“You’re not particularly interested?”

“… … .”

How did know.

Yeah, to be honest, I’m not really interested.

Jina is a good person, kind, and also an attractive person.

There is no denying that he is a beautiful person.

I wasn’t interested.

“Uhm, Mr. Woojin, do you not like me?”

That’s a pretty direct question.

Was this your personality when you were young?

Probably not, I think.

Then there’s no way I wouldn’t remember.

As Jina looked at me asking me to answer honestly, I took a deep breath and took a moment to choose my words.

Pick, choose.

She couldn’t be offended -.

“Actually, there are people I like.”

That’s bullshit.

I appeared in a match, but how can I say without feeling bad that I actually like someone else?

Let’s accept what we have to accept.

It was very simple to pay lip service to someone to make them feel better, and it was even simpler to deceive them.

I didn’t want to lessen the weight of what I was doing in that way.

“Jina is a very attractive woman. It makes me wonder why I didn’t know when I was in elementary school.”

A genius violinist known to the public.

A childhood friend who has secretly had feelings for me since I was young.

A simple, elegant and elegant woman who seems to have jumped out of a picture frame in an art museum.

She was definitely an attractive woman who did not back down in the slightest, no matter who she was compared to.

There was nothing like my feelings being shaken after a brief meeting.

In fact, it was the opposite.

I missed you.

Even with Choi Jin-ah in front of me, to whom many adjectives are attached, I still wanted to hear Seo Ye-rin’s sex drive.

I wanted to see Choi Yi-seo grumbling and begging me to go exercise.

I wanted to hit back when Yoo Ah-rin cursed and teased me for no reason.

“Like… … People?”

“It may sound strange, but it’s true. I like several women, so I have no intention of dating anyone. In fact, this meeting was also forcefully arranged by my father.”

I got up from the bench I was sitting on and stood in front of her.

“I’m sorry, Jin-ah.”

I bow my head and apologize honestly.

I thought I might get slapped.

“H.”

A little laugh escaped.

When I slowly raise my head, I see Jinah Choi covering her mouth with both hands and barely holding back her laughter.

I wondered if the reason there were tears in the corners of your eyes was because you were hurt because of me.

“Phew!”

That wasn’t it.

“Ah, really. Sorry, hahaha!”

at last.

Choi Jin-ah bursts into laughter and lowers her head, covering her face with both hands.

As I watched him whimper and laugh, I felt complicated in many ways.

‘what.’

I was scratching my cheek and thinking about the current situation.

“Ah, ha! My stomach hurts. Oh, my stomach really hurts!”

Choi Jin-ah is trying to calm down and catch her breath. At this point, I looked around to see if they were using some kind of hidden camera or something.

‘There’s nothing in particular.’

There was nothing special.

Because it was a park, people walked around, but because it was so large, it wasn’t noticeable.

Occasionally, there were people who recognized Choi Jin-ah and took pictures, but that was all.

“Ah, it’s been a long time since I laughed.”

Choi Jin-ah, wiping away the tears from her eyes, finally straightened her back and her expression was quite different from before.

She, who exuded the dignity of being the daughter of a rich family and a violinist, suddenly seemed to have let go of everything and her shoulders were relaxed.

Even the legs that were gathered together are so free-spirited that they become loose.

However, that doesn’t mean that all the dignity he was born with disappeared and he suddenly became a bastard like Yoo Ah-rin.

anyway.

It was true that he looked much more comfortable than before.

“Do you know why I liked Woojin in elementary school?”

“I don’t know.”

I didn’t even know it existed, so how could I know?

“It was really fun to be together. Something I never imagined… … It lets you experience that kind of time.”

“Did you commit fraud?”

“Who would scam me?”

That too.

“It’s always been like that, Woojin. So I think at some point I followed it with my eyes. and… … .”

Jin-ah, who was suppressing the laughter welling up in her throat, was smiling like a child.

“You are still living like that.”

“Ah.”

I remembered.

When I saw that smile, I finally remembered it.

“Dear Jjin.”

When I mentioned the nickname I used to call her at the time, the corners of Choi Jin-ah’s mouth brightened.

“Yes, Woojin.”

“That’s right, that’s right. I called him Jjina! I was so happy that he always accepted everything I did and just gave it to me like a bigot, so I just called him my dear Jjin-ah!”

“That’s right.”

“… … It wasn’t as good a nickname as I thought. Please just pretend you didn’t remember.”

It was awkward, so I coughed and suggested that we turn back time.

“Do whatever you want, Mr. Woojin.”

Look how they just accept this.

“Keuhm, I’m sorry for no reason.”

“No, no. I’m glad you remembered. It’s no joke, those memories were some of the most enjoyable times for me.”

If you say it was fun to get caught by a brat, then what should I say?

Well, for now.

It was a head-to-head match, and since he had made it known to me that he had no intention of doing so, I thought I would have to pay for my seat, so I tried to take my luck.

“What kind of person are you?”

Jina smiled and asked, still showing interest in me.

Is it because the face, which is much more comfortable than before, has the power to make people respond?

“No, what kind of people are you?”

In response to her question, I sat down again and slowly opened my mouth.

“These are friends from the same department who attend university.”

* * *

I heard her mother ask her how old she is to sit upside down on the sofa, but Yoo Ah-rin had no intention of sitting down.

“I’m okay.”

I lay down on the sofa with my hair touching the floor, as if I was doing a headstand.

“I’m fine.”

Looking at your phone while humming a song may seem leisurely at first glance.

Twisting your toes, moving your hands back and forth repeatedly to the same screen on your phone because you are impatient, etc.

If you look closely, you can see that he was in a very impatient state.

“I’m really fine.”

Even though it was late at night, the son of a chaebol family who went to see the match did not contact me even once.

I said I would have lunch, but now it wouldn’t be strange if I already ate dinner and went to the hotel for dessert.

“Fuck, it’s okay!”

“Yoo Ah-rin!”

“… … Sorry, Mom.”

Yoo Ah-rin finally got up and quickly entered the room due to her mother’s yelling.

‘No way, probably not.’

Even if Kim Woo-jin thinks like a dick and acts like a dick, that won’t be the case.

‘Surely you contacted other kids?’

Could it be that you contacted Choi Yi-seo and Seo Ye-rin separately?

I lie down on the bed, roll up the blanket as if I’m swimming, and just look around the bamboo forest.

I wondered if Kim Woo-jin was managing it, but the bamboo forest was also the same as usual.

There is one difference.

– Anonymous 69: I want to have sex.

– Anonymous 69: I want to have sex.

– Anonymous 69: I want to have sex.

– Anonymous 69: I want to have sex.

↳ Anonymous 11: When are you going to permanently ban this guy?

I guess our Yerin is randomly posting wallpapers as if she’s suffering from withdrawal symptoms.

‘You haven’t even contacted him.’

Only then did Yoo Ah-rin feel a little relieved and sigh.

Could it be that you contacted Choi Yi-seo?

Now I’m starting to have other worries again.

‘He can’t move from Choi Yi-seo.’

It could be said that her role was to rein in a runaway guy, but there were times when Yoo Ah-rin didn’t like that.

at that time.

Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!

– Share ratio 33.3% –

They say that even tigers will come if you tell them what to do.

Yiseo Choi called.

“Hmm, hmm. Hello?”

I clear my throat once and answer the phone while feeling bored. As if nothing had happened.

– Yes, Arin. What are you doing now?

A cautious voice, as if searching.

But from that point on, Yoo Ah-rin had already discovered his purpose.

“Ha, I didn’t get a call either.”

– I see… … .

Are you relieved or worried? In many ways, it was a tone whose intention was unclear.

“Okay, don’t worry too much. Kim Woo-jin Even though that bastard is easily shaken, he surprisingly stays true to his principles.”

– yes.

“The fact that you told us you were going to see the match in the first place doesn’t mean that you have no intention of doing anything else with that girl?”

– That too, right.

During the conversation, Yoo Ah-rin noticed that she was speaking to herself rather than to Choi Yi-seo.

They deliberately list various reasons and try to tell us not to worry.

Actually, I have similar feelings to Choi Yi-seo.

“Hey, why do I have to like that bastard so much? Don’t you think so?”

– … … That’s right.

Is it because we share the same feelings?

The two continued talking on the phone with the corners of their mouths slightly raised.

It was undeniable that most of the stories were about Kim Woo-jin, and most of them were abusive language toward him.

But.

– I liked it enough to feel this way.

At Choi Yi-seo’s gentle words, Yoo Ah-rin clicks her tongue bitterly. It was hard to deny that he had similar thoughts.

“Just, it’s fun to be with him.”

There is an opportunity to have emotions, but in reality, how can a person retain the same emotions as they did at that time?

As time passes, even emotions become dull.

But the reason their relationship continues is because other memories continue to build up on top of the dulled emotions.

– that’s right. And honestly… … It’s fun to play with you guys too.

“Us? Yerin and I?”

– huh. Oh, should I sing Yerin too?

“He’s painting the bamboo forest right now. Or should I just have a drink? Let’s get hunted and make Kim Woojin’s fucking eyes cry.”

– Hehe, that’s good.

“I’ll sing Yerin too. Is there a good place to have a drink?”

-Do you want to eat something?

“Not really.”

– okay. Let’s have a quick drink at a bar or something. I will decide where to go, so come there.

A hung up call.

Choi Yi-seo held many meetings while working as a manager, so he had a keen knowledge of nearby stores.

“So… … .”

The moment I was about to call Yerin, who was busy having sex in the bamboo forest.

Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!

– Pretty idiot –

“Oh, I was just about to call-.”

– Arinaaah! I just sent you a link! Look at that!

“Hmm?”

Because it was so urgent, Yoo Ah-rin puts it on speakerphone and accesses the link in the message that Seo Ye-rin just sent.

It was a famous violinist’s SNS.

It recently appeared on a variety show, and Yoo Ah-rin also watched it.

What’s important is that her latest post has the face of a man she recognizes.

A landscape that looks like a park.

Two people sitting together on a bench and taking a selfie.

And the hashtags below.

“Shop Alumni, Shop Dear Woojin, Shop Dear Jjin, Shop Fateful Meeting… … .”

– Shop Bob Tobi Doo Bar! Tobi doo baaa!

It was Seo Ye-rin who was crying and shouting something.

Yoo Ah-rin could only look at the photo of the two in a daze, as if something had hit her on the head.