I leave you behind in the youth of my little rented room

2. Don't touch what's mine!

Profanity warning
This story is entirely fictional
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Two people in their first week of college have the misfortune of meeting a professor they should never have. Any chance he gets, he dumps assignments on them, and a lot of them, too.




"Fuck... what is this!!"





"Ah, that startled me... ha..."





"We really met the wrong professor... what the hell is with this amount of work...!"






"Ha... it's my fault for going into the same department as you, fuck.."







"Ah!! I’m not doing it..!ㅠㅠ"






"Think about your grades... you need to graduate, right?"






"Is this amount even right? Shii...ha... let’s just start for now.."



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After three hours of homework, the female lead, who had been working hard alone, goes into the next room because she’s curious about Taesan.




Bam -




"Han Taesan! How much have you,"





"Mm... hmm..."





"Hey, are you asleep? Huh? Are you asleep?"





"Ugh....haa... what time is it..?"






"Hey! I worked hard for three hours! You slept for three hours,.. huh?"





What caught the female lead’s eye as she stared in disbelief was snack trash.
Her favorite chocolate. She had been rationing it, but there were five empty packs piled up beside Taesan.







"..Hey, what is this?"








"Mm... that...? There was a lot in the fridge, so I ate it.."






"Hey!! I told you not to touch my stuff!!"






"Ah..! It hurts..! I get it,.. stop!"







"Shii... I really hate you!"




Bam -



The female lead hit Taesan over and over and slammed the door shut as she left.







"Ah, fuck... what? Hey! Kim Yeoju..?"




Knock knock -




By the time Taesan knocked on the female lead’s door, it was already too late. A terribly heartbroken cry could be heard from inside the room,





"Hngh... get lost!!"





No matter how much he apologized, all he heard back was curses.






"Yeoju... I’m really sorry. Okay? Please forgive me.."






"Hngh.. it was something I’d been saving..! Hate you..!"






"Ha..."





Click - ding-ding-ding...






Soon after, the sound of the front door closing rang out, and Taesan left.





"Hng... what? Han Taesan..? Did he leave..?"




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Click clap - ding-ding-ding






"Kim Yeoju, come out. Are you still crying?"





"...Whyyy.."






"Come out, ah hurry up"





"Okay..! I’m coming out.."




Bam -




"Why, what now, wha— huh?"





"Here, chocolate. This is it, right? The one you like... what I.. ate earlier.."




"Huh..? Oh.. what is this?"





"I went to five convenience stores to get this for you... because I felt bad... I wanted to give it to you"





"What? Speak louder."





"I said I’m sorry...."






"I can’t hear you~"





"Ah, Kim Yeoju! I’m sorry! I said I’m sorry!"






"Oh? So now you’re annoyed even though you’re apologizing?"





"Ah.. I’m sorry.. really, sorry for eating yours... you’ll forgive me, right?"





"Wh-who said I’d forgive you? Hmph, I’m still mad, you know?"





"Pfft, but the corners of your mouth are going up? lol"





"Hmph.. no they’re not..!"






"Anyway, next time I won’t eat yours. Really.. sorry.. ahem.."







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