This article is fiction.
Subtitle: Choi Beom-gyu's First Love
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A month later, Woojoo became Hyein's stylist. With his quick and witty actions.
The officials who saw Woo-joo catering to Hye-in's whims without any problems
It was amazing. After finishing my makeup, I checked my outfits in front of the mirror.
"Space, I am water"
As soon as he finished speaking, he put the straw stuck in the water in his mouth.
He says he's a stylist, but Hyein is his servant.
It's a universe where you put on your stage costume and fix your clothes.
He was holding on tenaciously without showing any sign of difficulty, and then one day, the stylist
A new employee came in and brought shoes that didn't match his outfit.
Hyein can't tolerate mistakes, but Woojoo gets slapped instead of the new employee.
The waiting room door was open, so Beomgyu happened to pass by and saw something. Beomgyu turned around and
It was a situation where I brought the universe out without hesitation, and it happened in an instant.
The officials were also confused. Hyein thought that she wanted to steal Choi Beomgyu.
Choi Beom-gyu, who was full of space, became greedy. The two went down the stairs to the emergency exit.
I'm so mad about this situation right now. Why are you here?
"Your face is red. Are you crazy, Kang Hye-in? Woo-joo, look at me."
The tears that were welling up in my eyes fell to the floor and I looked up at Beomgyu.
He caresses her reddened cheeks and wipes away her tears.
"Are you sure you always get treated like this?"
"No, I just took the hit instead."
"So instead, why did you get hit? It must have hurt back then too.
If you think about how much you would have bothered me if I wasn't there, it's really..."
Beomgyu clenched his fists, his eyes filled with anger.
The universe hugged Beomgyu tightly
"Don't be angry, Beomgyu."
"Can't you quit this job?"
"....(To protect you)"
"I wish time would just stop like this. Or should we run away?"
When I see Beomgyu whining that his head hurts from being hit with a soybean, I burst out laughing.
"Do you know what happens when you cry in pain and then laugh, Shinwoo?"
"When I see you like this, you look like 17-year-old Choi Beomgyu haha"
"You're crying and laughing right now too."
The two of them were hugging for a while, and when the emergency exit opened, Yeonjun, who was watching over them, told them to come out quickly.
After talking like that, the two returned to their respective seats as if nothing had happened.
Meanwhile, Hyein, who had gone up on the live stage, was seen on the monitor.
The hairdresser approached Woo-joo while keeping an eye on him.
"Mr. Woo Joo, are you okay? Your fingernail marks are so bad. Come here. I'll put some ointment on."
Take the ointment out of your bag, dip a cotton swab in it, and apply it to the raw area.
Then the new stylist bows and apologizes repeatedly.
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Beomgyu got into a large van in front of his dorm. Anyone could tell it was Hyein.
As the manager clears his throat and steps out of the car, Beomgyu speaks cautiously.
"I want to kill you right now, but I'm holding back... Why did you call me?"
His gaze, his tone, everything about him was cold. It was a complete contrast to when he spoke to Woojoo.
"It's not necessarily for a reason, but I'm just so envious of the universe."
"What do you want to say?"
"Choi Beomgyu, I want you"
"You're crazy, I have nothing more to say or do. Don't contact me."
I caught Beomgyu as he was about to leave.
"The new universe is under me on the condition that I don't touch you.
"I'm saying you can never get out of here (smirk)"
"!!"
"They say that even though he's small, he's actually quite strong.
But she really gets on my nerves. There's no one who works as hard as Shin Woo-joo.
If you just listen to me, you won't mess with the universe."
I clenched my fists, which were shaking slightly, and it gave me goosebumps.
"Don't bother me, space. I'll take it all."
I didn't want to protect the universe this way
If the universe knew this, it would hurt, but I hated myself for being such a coward.
"Then please take care of me."
Hyein lowers her eyes, wraps her long arms around Beomgyu-mok, and kisses him.
Beomgyu accepts the kiss without much resistance.
Meanwhile, the universe is waiting for Beomgyu. The sky is dark and the stars are nowhere to be seen.
It was already 11 o'clock at night. I said I would come even if I was late.
There was no contact. As it happened, a spring rain started to fall softly in the dark room.
Only the lights were shining and the sound of rain filled the air. Just passing by.
As the raindrops, which were not rain but rather raindrops, grew heavier and started to pour, I heard the sound of the door lock clinking.
I stood in front of the door in surprise. The door opened and Beomgyu, soaking wet from the rain, came in.
He tries to look bright, wondering if the universe is worried.
"I'm sorry, Universe, am I too late?"
"It's okay, but why did I get caught in the rain like this?"
"You suddenly want to get rained on? There are days like that, right? Haha"
"Oh my, come here and stop Choi Beomgyu. I'll stop him."
Woo-joo brings a towel from the bathroom and wipes off his wet hair and clothes.
They were just as cute as wet puppies, laughing and joking around.
The two of them look happy, but somehow they look sad.
After a while, Beomgyu came out after washing up and drying his hair with a towel. He fell asleep while waiting.
I can see the universe. When I try to cover myself with a blanket, I see the invisible scars.
Scars began to appear, starting from under the collarbone and extending to the thighs.
It was full of all kinds of scars, so I wore thin long clothes and wrist guards even in the summer.
The universe that woke up flinching at the touch of a hand that always wears it and touches the wound
"Huh? Beomgyu, are you done washing up? You must have dozed off."
"I'm sorry, Universe, I couldn't protect you..."
"Why are you crying again? You're by my side now."
They comforted the crying Beomgyu like a child. These two knew.
Two people who never dry their tears, is it really that difficult to say the two words “happiness”?
That it is a cruel fate that we must part ways for each other.
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