Manly smell
Kim Un-hak
I wish someone would come
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Kim Un-hak is a nosebleeder in his high school graduation album
The Kim Un-hak that Kim Yeo-ju, a friend of 12 years, knew was this kind of Kim Un-hak, but these days, the adult Kim Un-hak suddenly feels a little unfamiliar.
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Kim Woon-hak and Kim Yeo-ju have been childhood friends for 12 years. They went to elementary, middle, and high school together, so their parents are close. When they were young, Kim Woon-hak and Yeo-ju were always together, to the point of visiting each other's houses frequently.
So honestly, we grew up seeing all the ugly things about each other, so we got used to it.
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During our school days, we
During class, we mostly did other things, fell asleep, and doodled in each other's textbooks.
During break time, we would laugh and chat in the hallways, and we would often get caught by the teachers and get scolded.
Sometimes I hang out with Kim Woon-hak in the infirmary
After lunch, I was serious about betting on the store bread as promised.
Kim Un-hak's name tag was more familiar,
I've been seeing Kim Un-hak in his school uniform all along..
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The Kim Un-hak she encountered at university seemed a little different from the Kim Un-hak she knew.
Kim Woon-hak, whose eyes met as they passed by, twitched the corners of his mouth as he looked at Kim Yeo-ju. His eyes sparkled, and he looked happy for some reason.
Kim Yeo-ju and Kim Woon-hak were fortunate enough to be accepted to the same university. However, unlike high school, they were in different departments and lived far apart. Seeing Kim Woon-hak, who had always been close to them during their school days, was rare. That's why it was refreshing to see him again when they occasionally ran into him on their way to class.
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But one day
I accidentally ran into Kim Woon-hak in the wrong clubroom, but somehow he felt unfamiliar that day. He wasn't my childhood friend of 12 years, but a strange male classmate. Kim Yeo-ju was distraught, wondering when Kim Woon-hak had become so large and distracted.
“I’m sorry.” Kim Yeo-ju turns around in a hurry and doesn’t see Kim Woon-hak raising his hand at her.
“Huh, didn’t you see?” Kim Woon-hak scratched his head in embarrassment. Kim Woon-hak’s limp tail was wagging towards the club room door.
After becoming self-conscious, Kim Yeo-ju avoided Kim Woon-hak for a while. Even when they ran into each other in the hallway, she pretended not to see him, and Kim Yeo-ju did not have the confidence to face Kim Woon-hak, who had become a stranger to her.
How serious was this?
I even heard from my seniors who knew that I went to the same school as Kim Woon-hak that I was being too blatant about avoiding him.
To the point where even the clueless Kim Un-hak noticed.
“Why are you avoiding me these days?” Kim Woon-hak asked, biting his manicured fingernails. He could see a look of anxiety in his eyes, but Kim Yeo-ju pretended not to notice and crumpled her expression as if to say, “Me?” Somehow, her shaking eyes couldn’t lie.
Meanwhile, my eyes fell on Kim Un-hak's thick forearms. The rough yet soft joints of his fingers made me think, "Kim Un-hak is a man after all."
Meanwhile, Kim Woon-hak is cautious, unaware that Kim Yeo-ju is avoiding him.
"What did I do wrong?" Kim Woon-hak asked, his voice emanating a distinctly masculine air. Kim Yeo-ju, too dazed to answer, thought to herself, "That's not it…"
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He's a man. Kim Woo-nak.
The boy Kim Un-hak is good, but it's a shame that the male Kim Un-hak seems to be a bit lacking these days. I'm sure I'd enjoy it if someone brought me a male version of Kim Un-hak...