W Le Shell
"What, what are you doing? What the heck is this..."
No matter what the female protagonist said, Seokjin couldn't hear it at all.
I quietly rolled my eyes along the pure white dress. I slowly admired the tense hands, the slender arms, the slightly hunched shoulders, the open chest, and the area around her neck. Her pale, milky skin seemed to merge with the dress.
Under that earnest, passionate gaze, the female protagonist quickly raised her arm and drew an X across her chest. Every visible part of her body flushed red with shame. Only then did Seokjin meet her eyes and shrug his shoulders, as if he had no idea what she was saying.
"What am I?"
He released his body from blocking the door and locked it in an instant. At the same time, Seokjin's lips lit up with a deep grin. He seemed quite pleased with the way his body trembled.
Every time Seokjin took a step forward, the female protagonist hesitated and took a step back.
"My dear... friend is getting married without saying anything."
"······."
"I wanted to congratulate you more than anyone else, but there was no invitation for me."
"···that···."
"So I came to surprise you. I'm sorry, but I don't think you like it."
"···. I'm sorry. I made a mistake. I'll go find you separately. First, please leave quickly. Please···. People will think it's strange."
"Why? Are you stabbed?"
"-No, no! There's nothing to be afraid of. Why me?"
"No. You should be stabbed. You still owe me money."
Seokjin cupped Yeoju's chin and raised it to his eye level. Without much effort, her body was being dragged this way and that, feeling insignificant.
"Isn't that so?"
No matter how hard she struggled, there was no way she could shake Seokjin off with her own strength. Perhaps it was her own strength, her helplessness, or her fear of this man. Her beautifully finished makeup smudged with the tears that fell without mercy.
"My lady."
Seokjin pressed a soft touch against her smudged makeup. He also smoothed her messy hair. Despite his gentle touch, his tone was remarkably cold.
"If this is your escape, you're mistaken."
"···. I'll pay you back. I never intended not to pay you back in the first place. That's why..."
"Yes, pay it back. But the condition was that you pay it back by my side."
"······."
"Can that man protect you? Can he really be your salvation?"
That won't happen. Because I don't intend to leave it like that.
"Don't expect to escape from me with that marriage.
."
Seokjin gritted his teeth. He felt the urge to smash that tiny head in half right away, but he suppressed it again and again.
"Lee Yeo-ju."
Mind you, this just provokes me even more. To a kid who's desperate to have something, walking and laughing next to another guy is considered running away—it's just ridiculous and incredibly stupid.
The heroine gasped, unsure of what to do with the intense heat and the bodies touching. The closer they got, the more she felt like she was going crazy. Seokjin briefly kissed her trembling eyes before pulling away.
"Congratulations on your wedding."
With what expression and what thoughts, he walked away.
Ending with words that can never be true.
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