Chak, chak. The traditional dance fan in Tae-oh’s hand made a crisp sound as it smoothly opened and closed, repeating the motion over and over. After a week of constant use, the fabric attached to the bamboo ribs was frayed and worn. It was as if the fan ha…
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Ga-ram, who usually exuded a relaxed atmosphere, seemed unusually rushed today. Sol, holding Ga-ram’s hand, stretched his legs occasionally to keep up with Ga-ram’s hurried steps. Taking a slightly larger stride, he could catch a glimpse of Ga-ram’s face jus…
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“Um… It’s not like I was having any strange thoughts. You know, I was just thinking that people who don’t know us well might misunderstand.” Sol hesitated, flustered. Tae-oh followed Sol’s finger and looked in the direction he was pointing. His eyes landed …
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The unsteady Sol embraced Tae-oh. As their chests pressed together, the pounding of their hearts resonated between them. Even though they were both wearing thick hoodies, it felt as if they were bare, skin against skin—every detail of Tae-oh's embrace fe…
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Ju-hwan used to lightly tap his cheek like that. That small habit of his, which meant nothing to him, had once made Sol clutch his chest alone and fall asleep with a heavy heart. He had completely forgotten about it. Even when things got slightly toug…
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Tae-oh, Ga-ram, Ji-ho, and Deuk-yong lined up behind Sol, who was delighted to see Eun-gyeom after so long. Eun-gyeom's gaze swept over the four of them as they stood there. He hadn’t had any appointments, but he’d purposely come to the office to see …
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