Chapter 31: Will you kiss me

    ‘Just trying to turn my life around.’

    Because it was such a materialistic, blunt reason, it was hard to believe, and so she kept dismissing it as a joke.

    There must be another motive.

    Otherwise, it just doesn’t make sense…

    There was no way she didn’t know that the person she was trying to impress was a rotten rope.

    A precarious person whose only support was her aging grandfather.

    That was all.

    Once her grandfather passed away, a swarm of hyenas would come to take her position.

    Even Yoo Seoa herself must have known that didn’t make sense.

    ‘This may be presumptuous, but if there’s anything I can do to help, I will.’

    ‘You can ask me again next time too.’

    Because of Yoo Seoa’s persistent affection, Jung Hwayoon eventually opened up enough to share a glass of wine with her.

    Again, and again…

    Were these feelings of gratitude toward Yoo Seoa?

    Trust?

    Affection?

    Love?

    Or was it just… a misunderstanding?

    She kept telling herself no, that it couldn’t be.

    But maybe her heart had already fallen.

    She could clearly hear her own heartbeat.

    And yet, Yoo Seoa kept pursuing her.

    Hwayoon’s heart kept wavering.

    The fact that she was now drunkenly spilling all the things she’d held in her heart was clear evidence that she was being swayed.

    With no coherent context, she began to confess the thoughts she’d been hiding.

    She tried to let them out.

    ‘…Miss?’

    “…Uh, Ra…”

    The one from her memories.

    Someone who always felt like they’d be on her side, no matter what.

    Come to think of it, even their way of speaking was similar…

    Thump.

    Thump.

    A vague first love from childhood.

    A time so innocent she had even fantasized about marrying that person, not knowing it could never come true.

    That’s why she couldn’t stop noticing her.

    Maybe she was someone Hwayoon was bound to fall for from the start.

    A dull wave of pain rose from deep within her chest.

    A defined nose.

    Gently closed lips.

    A face so beautiful that even another woman might fall for her.

    And that made her long for her even more.

    She couldn’t look away.

    Though they were already close enough.

    They were close enough to hear each other breathe.

    Just a small tilt of the head, and their lips would meet.

    Maybe she felt the same way.

    Or maybe she was just frozen in shock.

    No, that’s not it.

    You said you came to win me over.

    Weren’t you prepared for this?

    Even Jung Hwayoon herself was surprised by how bold she had become.

    ***

    So she ended up pressing the intercom beside the door.

    Seeing her with Hwa-yoon on her back made Jung Do-yoon’s face briefly show confusion.

    Why did she come back in this state?

    All Do-yoon could do was nod.

    She gently reached out and removed the hair.

    Drop, slip…


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