Don't joke around
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Kuk kuk.-
"Hey, are you sleeping?"
"Ah...uh...uh...please"
Unhak frowned and turned his head. He was lying face down at his desk, asleep. I poked and nudged his cheek, but aside from a whimper, he remained quiet. It was quite amusing that he even answered a question while half asleep.
"Kim Un-hak, how long are you going to eat?"
"Yeah.. I'll eat it all.."
I burst out laughing. What on earth am I eating in my dream? Haha. Kim Woon-hak. Anyway, that glutton isn't going anywhere.
I've been enjoying teasing Kim Woon-hak lately. Kim Woon-hak, who was in my class for the first time at 18, has a unique teasing quality that belies his size. Every single reaction is so captivating and funny, it makes me want to keep teasing him. I'm a person who loves to tease, but Kim Woon-hak is also a perfect prey for me. His reactions are hilarious.
One day, it was class time. It was the math teacher's class, who was notorious for being strict at school. He used to be famous for being a strict teacher who strictly controlled the length of students' skirts and uniforms. These days, the generation has changed, so school rules are less strict, but this teacher is still famous for being scary.
Ding. Ding. Ding.
Good morning~
Ding. Ding. Ding.
During class, an alarm rang out in the classroom. The teacher, who had been turning away from the podium, suddenly turned his head. He glanced around the students' seats and stopped at the spot where their eyes were focused.
Papp ...
Good morning~
"..Ah, seriously, why won't it turn off..;;"
Kim Woon-hak was fiddling with his phone, which he'd kept under his desk. The morning alarm blared furiously from beneath his desk, and sweat poured down his back in real time. "Crack." He turned off his phone. But the math teacher had already approached him, staring down at him with that fierce expression.
"Kim Un-hak. Cell phone confiscated."
"..yes"
"Come see me after school."
"..Yes, I'm sorry"
Unhak was so embarrassed that his math teacher snatched his phone from him. Unhak couldn't raise his head in embarrassment. He might have been kicking the blanket, internally groaning, "Ah, ah." I suppressed a chuckle as I watched Kim Unhak's face. Honestly, Kim Unhak probably didn't know I'd set that alarm. He probably didn't even suspect it. And it was so funny how Kim Unhak, so easily succumbed to it, was so funny.
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"Oh, my phone really got stolen..."
"Why, wake-up call guy?"
"...hey;"
Before we knew it, Kim Woon-hak had more nicknames. 'Morning Call Man' He gets a new nickname almost every month. He's a great nicknamer. The reasons for his nicknames are funny too. 'Eat-all-flavored', which he got because he kept declaring that he wouldn't eat anything and failed immediately. 'Un-a-gi', which he got because he was caught secretly eating his child's snacks. In Japanese, unagi means 'eel'. Since his name is so unique, anything that makes sense also played a part. 'Kimunakji', ‘Gimunak’, ‘Unhakyo Jong Jong Ding Ding’, etc. are now so many that I can’t even remember them.
"This is really weird, I've never even set an alarm..."
"Right, you can't wake up even if you try."
"...Oh, no~!"
Unhak's eyes flashed as if he felt wronged. The most striking feature was that his facial features became round whenever he felt wronged. A breath of resentment mixed with his round eyes, nose, and mouth. “No~!” is the first word that comes out.
"Oh, we have PE today."
"You know that?"
"what?"
"I did it at the gym today."
"Huh, wasn't that a playground?"
"It changed this morning?"
"really?"
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"Checking attendance, Kim ㅇㅇ"
"yes"
"Kim Yeo-ju"
"yes"
The gym teacher began to call roll. Names were called out one by one on the playground, and finally, Kim Un-hak's name was called.
Kim Un-hak
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"Is Kim Un-hak not here?"
"Just a moment~!!!"
Kim Un-hak's booming voice could be heard from afar. His face was flushed red from the rush of his run, and even from here, I could see it. Un-hak ran quickly to the front of the playground, panting.
“..Haa..Kim, Kim Unhak is here!!”
"..Go early."
"yes..!!"
Without any excuses, I bravely shouted "yes" and returned to my seat. Kim Woon-hak, who seemed to know I'd been joking, returned to his seat and glared at me. I simply smiled at him with a delighted smile. Kim Woon-hak then widened his eyes in frustration and held back his harsh words. All he could manage was a muttered, "Oh, really." He couldn't even swear properly, making him seem like a foolish bear. Only Kim Woon-hak could be so kind as to be foolish.
"Ah... I'm hungry"
"It's stir-fried pork today."
"Wow, really??"
His eyes light up at the mention of pork. As lunchtime approaches, Kim Woon-hak's excitement is uncontrollable. He might be a glutton. He's serious about eating. As soon as he enters the cafeteria, Kim Woon-hak holds his lunch tray and tilts his head from side to side. He's checking the status of today's lunch between the lines. He sniffs and licks his lips. Every time the line gets shorter, his excited tail flutters. When he approaches the cafeteria, he nods to the cafeteria ladies, saying, "Hello, thank you," and receives his food. And when he's in front of the long-awaited stir-fried pork, he smiles broadly, saying, "Ma'am, please give me a lot of pork~!!" The cafeteria lady has now even memorized Kim Woon-hak's name. Who wouldn't fall for that gentle smile?
"I think wit is really good."
"Huh...huh?"
Unhak looked at me, stuffing pork into his mouth. The way he ate it, licking his lips, was cute. I like that face. Somehow, I wanted to tease him even more.
"Hey, you have something on your face."
"Oh, what.. haha, are you handsome?"
Unhak now deftly accepts my pranks. He's gotten used to it. It's a bit annoying.
"Yeah, ugly."
"..ah"
Unhak shook his head as if he couldn't believe it, putting the pork back in his mouth.
"I'm full..."
"Did you eat everything?"
"huh"
"...Can I eat the leftovers?"
"I see"
As if he'd been waiting, Unhak picks up the remaining pork. Kim Unhak, who eats what others have eaten without hesitation, always eats what I leave behind. It's not like he's throwing away any leftovers... Even though Kim Unhak probably eats because he wants more, he doesn't like the idea of eating what others have eaten. I could just get more pork myself...
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"Do you want to go to the store?"
"Who ate all my pork belly earlier?"
"Hehe.., no, there's a separate snack stomach."
"...That's something girls usually do..."
"Let's go, okay?"
Unhak grabs my arm and hangs down. His eyes roll brightly, his expression filled with pity. I can't stop him, Kim Unhak. I'm falling for Kim Unhak's face again.
"Then, the person who is late to the store will pay."
"..ok?"
"Get ready. Start."
As soon as I called the start, I ran to the store. Kim Woon-hak was momentarily dumbfounded, then quickly shouted, "Oh, that's foul play!" and started running after me.
In the end, I arrived first.
"ha.."
"Wow...this isn't it...ha...ah...-"
"Yeah, it has to be quick."
"..Wow, really..wow.."
Kim Woon-hak, seemingly at a loss for words, sighed repeatedly, saying, "Wow... really." Still, he accepted the win. We each picked out a popsicle stick from the concession stand.
I walked around the playground like that and ate ice cream. It's a daily routine to take a walk with Kim Woon-hak every lunchtime. Kim Woon-hak would sometimes go out to the playground and play soccer with the boys. These days, it seems like we go for walks more often...
"Kim Yeo-ju, just one bite for me."
"Why are you here?"
"That's strawberry flavored, I'm chocolate."
"What do you want me to do lol"
"Ahh... just one bite"
Unhak takes only one bite of my ice cream, as it looks delicious.
"Okay, just take a bite."
"Wow"
Kim Woon-hak opened his mouth as wide as he could and bit into my ice cream. My ice cream was cut in half.
"...Hey, you want to go behind?"
"..Ah, I asked too much.."
Kim Woon-hak glanced at me, wondering if he had asked too much. His eyes were trembling, and he was utterly nervous. Under the stinging gaze, Kim Woon-hak crouched down first.
"...sorry"
"Hand it over."
I grabbed Kim Woon-hak's arm, which was holding the ice cream, and yanked it back. With my mouth wide open, I lunged for Kim Woon-hak's ice cream. Frightened, Woon-hak stopped me with an urgent, "Ah, I get it!" Still, I refused to budge, groaning and trying to grab Kim Woon-hak's ice cream. I lunged at him, seeking revenge for the ice cream I'd torn in half.
But somehow... I couldn't resist Kim Woon-hak's strength, and my face was buried in his chest. Damn it, it was because I was so tall. That big guy was just so annoying, with his long, outstretched arms, he was always throwing ice cream up in the air. How many minutes did they struggle like that?
A shallow vibration was felt on Kim Woon-hak's chest, where his face was buried. The sound of a slightly faster vibration was I looked out over Kim Woon-hak's school uniform shirt. Was it really worth it to hear his heartbeat like this? I looked up at Kim Woon-hak's face. Our eyes met for a moment, and I met Kim Eun-hak's dazzling eyes. I stared blankly for a moment, then felt the thumping sound I'd heard earlier gradually grow louder. For some reason, the face, now so close, felt unfamiliar.
"Okay, okay, I'll give you some?"
Kim Woon-hak met my eyes and meekly handed me his ice cream. He then took a step or two back, as if he were stepping back slightly. I could see him scratching his head in embarrassment. His ears were bright red and he avoided my gaze. I could only accept the ice cream and stand there dumbfounded. Why was Kim Woon-hak so flustered?
The ice cream melted along the stick. The chocolate ice cream that fell into my hand was sticky and stuck to me.
Is the weather a bit hot...
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"Kim Un-hak, let's go."
Kim Woon-hak used to wait for me when I was on cleaning duty. Since we lived in the same direction, we often walked to and from school together. And today was another day.
Walking home from school with Kim Woon-hak is fun. Listening to his ramblings is hilarious, and before we know it, we're in front of his house. Even though the topics of conversation change frequently, we giggle, wondering what's so funny about it.
"Ah, I can't forget the taste of the pork I ate today."
"I can't forget the taste of bulgogi yesterday."
"That means it was that delicious~"
"Is pork that good?"
"Of course, who doesn't like pork?"
"...I'm just like that"
"...Shocking, you don't like pork??"
"..Why?"
Kim Woon-hak's shocked expression was one of incomprehension. He fussed, saying that this couldn't possibly happen to Kim Woon-hak, the "Jeok Killer."
"Well, everyone has their own likes and dislikes."
"Then what do you like?"
Kim Woon-hak asked if there was a food that Kim Yeo-ju liked. He thought that Kim Yeo-ju would not know happiness through eating.
Kim Woon-hak's words made me think deeply about what I enjoy. There wasn't anything I particularly enjoyed... Playing pranks on Kim Woon-hak, I guess? Otherwise, there's nothing fun about life. Watching Kim Woon-hak's reactions is my hobby, my pleasure, my favorite part. That thought brought me to another fun prank, albeit a bit mischievous.
"I like you"
"...really?"
"...It's a lie~"
"..."
I burst out laughing. I looked at Kim Woon-hak's face, expecting to see his face blinking. But somehow, Kim Woon-hak remained silent. By now, I should have been saying, "Oh, really;; What the heck~!!" But there was not a trace of laughter on Kim Woon-hak's face. What the... Is he angry?
"What, is Kim Woon-hak angry?"
"..."
"Hey..~ I'm just kidding.."
"Don't play around like that."
"...huh?"
Kim Woon-hak's face is unfamiliar. Perhaps he looks a little more serious than usual. His expressionless face is somehow stern and cold. Why is he so serious over such a joke? Normally, I'd laugh off even the meanest pranks, but seeing him so hardened in response to this makes me feel awkward. Did he feel a little resentful that Kim Woon-hak wouldn't accept it?
"Why are you acting so serious? You're embarrassing people..."
"...uh?"
Only then did Unhak return to his original expression, perhaps realizing what had happened. Still, I muttered in frustration, perhaps upset by Kim Unhak's reaction just now.
"You don't have to joke around anymore. Okay?"
"No, that's..."
Unhak stuttered, unable to say anything to the woman who was rambling and feeling distraught. He felt like banging his head against the wall, wondering why he'd acted that way just now. It wasn't true. Why had he said that? He regretted it.
"I want to go"
"Hey lady..!!"
As the heroine turns, Kim Woon-hak stops her in surprise. Paying no heed, she hurried ahead, her gait laced with emotion, as if she absolutely refused to see Kim Woon-hak's face.
"Kim Yeo-ju!!"
"..."
"I have something to say"
Unhak caught up with Yeoju and grabbed her. Yeoju turned her head toward Kim Unhak.
"What is it?"
"...I'm sorry about earlier, I was a bit harsh."
"...So what,,"
"I won't do that"
...Actually, the frustration had already been resolved. I was just a little surprised. I wasn't immune to Kim Woon-hak's serious expression. He was always so cheerful, but seeing his expressionless, hard face for the first time felt strange and frightening. I knew he was a receptive person, but I wondered if I had gone too far. Just as I was about to apologize to Kim Woon-hak,
"I like you"
Kim Un-hak grabbed me first and spoke. It took me a moment to fully grasp what he was saying. A look of "what?" appeared on his face as he looked at him.
"...what?"
"I... like you!!"
Suddenly, he shouted something that I couldn't tell if it was a confession or a roar. It looked more like a roar. But who confesses like that? Aren't "I like you" and "I want to go out with you" usually the official confession lines? But what kind of confession line is "I like you!!" as if talking about your tastes like you like chocolate or strawberries? But Kim Woon-hak's face as he said those words was serious and shy, and it was hard to hold back laughter. When I burst out laughing, Woon-hak looked at me with a look of embarrassment.
"You call that a confession?"
"...no?"
"No... I don't hate it."
"Then is it okay..?"
Kim Woon-hak swallowed hard, as if he was nervous. Then he stared intently into my eyes, as if waiting for my answer.
"...It's not a matter of liking or disliking, but rather, what kind of confession is this without any mood..."
"ah..."
Kim Woon-hak scratched his head. It was a confession that had come out of nowhere, unknowingly. He wanted to say he hated that kind of teasing because he liked you, but when he cut it off and reduced it to "you like me," it became nothing more than a hollow confession. I find Kim Woon-hak so endearing that I'll muster up the courage to say it once.
"i like you"
"...uh?"
"Kim Woon-hak, I like you."
"..If you're kidding again"
"No kidding, I like you."
"..."
Kim Woon-hak blinked, as if his computer had momentarily malfunctioned. He seemed to be gradually organizing the input data, and the corners of his mouth twitched as he fussed, "Huh...? Huh...!" "Oh, really...?" Kim Woon-hak asked again, as if to confirm, and I slammed the trigger in again.
"Oh, it's true~"
"...Ah, can you say it one more time?"
Unhak asked me with a foolish, wide-eyed smile. Kim Unhak kept nagging, and I had no choice but to answer.
"I like you, I like you"
"I like it too"
"...I know, I can tell just by looking at your face."
"..lol"
That foolish Kim Woon-hak. What makes you laugh so hard? No matter how much I tease and tease you, you're the only one who responds consistently.
"Hey, Kim Un-hak."
"huh?"
"I'll date you if you get to the streetlight first."
"..we weren't dating anymore"
"Get ready. Start."
I interrupted Kim Woon-hak and ran toward the streetlight. Only then did Kim Woon-hak shout, "Oh, wait!! There's no such thing!!" and run after him. I was running with the intention of running at a moderate pace, but somehow, Kim Woon-hak is running faster today. He caught up to me before I knew it, and soon he was already running past me. I was going to stop him, but that didn't seem necessary. Ah, Kim Woon-hak... He's cute, lol.
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Ah, it's been so long since I've been here...
But when did I become like this?
No, somehow my subscriber count went up even though I didn't write anything? I'm grateful, but I'm a little embarrassed and ashamed... 🙈
Actually, I was just writing this to fantasize about it, so I'm a bit confused.
Besides, it seems like Bonek and fan fiction are appearing little by little these days!!
It wasn't there when I started...
I guess I was lonely haha.😅
I'm happy that there seems to be more one-door traffic now.
One door, let's be together for 400 years, Umma.❤️🔥