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Min Ji-seong looked at Choi Do-hyeon, who was laughing and chatting with Lim Chae-won.

Until he appeared, he and Lim Chae-won had a happy time.

After he appeared, the hazy atmosphere disappeared, and she sat next to Choi Do-hyeon and smiled.

He didn’t like that fact at all.

After the workout was over, while I was packing up my luggage, that thought was the only thing that went through my head.

-If I were there.

I overheard the conversation, and they were talking about UFC.

-If I were the person she felt most comfortable chatting with.

She was on her knees, with her arms around them, and her face looked like a flower on a white stem.

She shined.

-If the person looking at you with your arms around your knees was me.

After a while, Choi Do-hyeon helped her up.

His hands invaded her lovely hair.

-If it were me who stroked her head…

If only I had been the one who allowed her to smile, to talk, and to pat her head.

Thinking about her continued until he returned home, climbed into bed in the dark room and covered himself with blankets.

He turned on his cell phone and looked at Lim Chae-won’s photo under the blanket without any light coming in.

‘Haa… Manager…’

Ah, what kind of rhetoric can I express her with?

Who can be as noble and pure as her?

She is as pure as a pure white saint, as noble as a nun in the most sacred convent, as dignified as a supreme goddess who protects the world, and as clean as a fairy who washes herself in a pond under a cold waterfall with no one around.

Manager, my manager.

Ah, what could shine as brightly as her smile?

It is as passionate as ruby, elegant as garnet, noble as jacinth, sincere as topaz, feels the spring breeze like emerald, chaste as sapphire, and innocent as diamond.

Chaewon senior, my Chaewon senior.

What creature of nature is more worthy of praise than she?

The pond where the purest water in the world flows, and the dew on the surrounding plants cannot be as pure as her.

Even the sunlight shining on the dew is not as brilliant as hers, and even the earliest oxygen produced by the trees is not as refreshing as hers.

Chaewon noona, my Chaewon noona.

Who in the world would make a flower as beautiful as her?

It is neater than an orchid, it will give warmer affection than a bellflower, it will provide noble service like a bellflower at night, it is nobler than a magnolia, purer than a rose of Sharon, more faithful than a plum blossom, and more beautiful than a rose.

Lim Chae-won, Chae-won…

I love you, sister.

Please be my one and only love, I will be your one and only love.

Give me your heart, and I’ll give you my heart too.

We will live with each other’s hearts.

If you’re excited, I’m excited, and if I’m happy, you’ll be happy too.

When I die, my sister’s heart will stop beating so vigorously in her chest, and we will be together at the end of the world.

They are lovers of the end.

If you could see your sister’s face at the moment of your last breath, would there be more happiness in the world?

No, if that were the case, the older sister left behind would be weighed down with immense sadness.

Because he is a person overflowing with affection.

Because he is the most perfect person, incomparable to other disgusting people…

Because he is a person who provides for me, different from those who trample on me.

Ah, sister.

Chaewon noona, Chaewon noona.

It’s a name you’ll never get tired of no matter how many times you call it.

When I sing ‘Chae’, my tongue lightly sticks to the roof of my mouth and then falls off, and when I sing ‘Won’, the tongue that fell off returns to the roof of my mouth again.

Once the tongue’s journey is complete, your name will be complete.

Chae-won.

Hehe, doesn’t even the name sound like the relationship between my sister and I?

Just as the tongue falls off the roof of the mouth and returns, we will eventually return to each other, even if someone is caught in the middle.

That is our beginning and it will be our end.

You are called by many names by many people.

To the members of the boxing club, you are the manager, and to the parents who created you, you are our beloved daughter.

친구들에게는 채원이, 그리고 그 개새끼에게는 선배.

However, in the end, the name you will like the most is the one I call ‘Chaewon noona,’ right?

It will happen, it has to happen.

Just as the sun shines on us during the day and the moon shines blue at night, our love is natural.

My sister can’t find anything missing from the top of her head to the bottom of her feet.

The short hair is as soft as ebony and sways like a wheat field in the autumn breeze.

The Milky Way is in the black eyes.

I want you.

I want to get you drunk.

I wish you wanted me.

I want you to take me.

We’ll be intoxicated with each other’s scent.

Insects are attracted to fragrant flowers, but we will be each other’s gardeners.

Just like that, just the two of us in love in a garden with no one around.

You know what, sister?

My sister knows that even the smell of sweat after exercising is fragrant.

It almost makes me want to lick the sweat flowing down my neck and make it clean.

I don’t know how long I resisted the urge to approach you like a bee flying to a flower filled with sweet honey.

Ah, sweet.

You would be surprised to know how many photos of you I have in my photo album.

If you knew that this is all my love, you would shed tears of joy.

I too will hold my sister in my arms and shed tears of love.

Our tears will become one stream and flow to the floor.

The stream of love will come true.

Our passion will come out of our bodies, overflow and warm us, and soon only happiness and joy will remain.

It hasn’t been that long since I’ve seen you, but I’m sure.

That we are each other’s destiny.

We recognized each other at first sight and fell deeply in love with each other.

You may be sharing your overflowing affection with a passing dog for a moment, but I know that it will come to me eventually.

Ah, ahhh!

Yes, you only like me.

I only like you, and we can’t be happy without each other.

Obstacles must disappear.

Should we run away? We abandoned everything and packed our bags together, just the two of us.

The US, Canada, India, China, Chile or Peru are fine.

If I’m with you, if I’m alone with you

So, look at me and smile.

Do not allow your pure body to anyone else but me, and please only delight in my touch.

Only for me, only me, and only me!

Why, why are you smiling at that bastard?

Why to that bastard, to that scum of a bastard!!!!!!!!!!!!

Damn that buggy bastard.

Bully, trash, waste.

To a bastard who can’t say anything.

If you feel like it, hit it with a hammer, cut it with a knife, cut it with a saw, and cut it into the asphalt where cars pass –

Haaaa…

Chaewon, older sister. sister. Lim Chae-won, manager. senior.

Ah, every time I call your name, I want to call you again.

If I could, forever.

The time when a world is created, continues to exist, and then is destroyed and returns to nothingness is called ‘dread’.

I could picture you for eons.

Are you calling my name too?

Are you thinking of me and thinking the same thing?

I’m watching, but I miss you.

I love you, I love you….

No, the word love is not enough.

Why is there no love in the world more passionate than love?

Is there no language that transcends language?

Are there any words to convey this bursting feeling that cannot be conveyed in words?

Is this a curse from God?

I feel like I would be willing to lose both my arms and legs if I could find out those words and whisper them to you.

I still have eyes so I can see your beautiful face forever, and I have ears so I can still hear your voice.

Since I still have my nose, I can smell your scent, and I can feel your warmth with my remaining body.

You are the angel who will save me and the devil who will take me away. You are the heaven that will be my resting place and the hell that torments me.

Please heal me and make me happy to your heart’s content.

Please trample on me and make me suffer as much as you want.

Do you know the fever of love?

If you love someone very much, you will actually suffer from not being able to love them enough.

Even if I give you everything, it’s not enough.

I can hand over all my possessions, and I can give you everything you want.

I could hold you in my arms and whisper sweet words, but that’s not enough.

Is there no way to convey this love itself, the hot furnace?

I feel like I, who was the main character of a useless life, suddenly became the main character of a romantic drama.

Thank you for all these feelings. I’m sure you’ll like it too, right?

Sister, Sister Chaewon…!

-patter

‘ha…’

After a while, he got out of bed to find a roll of toilet paper to wipe his hands.