Even after arriving home after work,
The heroine couldn't open the bag right away.
Because I knew the book was in there.
It's just a book.
It's not a bomb or anything.
But strangely, my hands didn't move very well.
“…Why are you putting such a burden on me?”
Finally, I opened my bag and took out a paper bag.
Paperback without cover.
The title was printed small only on the inside.
About Time Alone
The female protagonist chuckled.
“That’s really your story.”
I opened the first page.
There was his handwriting there.
The reason you are quiet
I think I know a little bit.
My breathing stopped for a moment.
This was no joke.
It's not a kindness thrown lightly,
It wasn't even a spontaneous affection.
This person,
was observing me
-
The next day.
The hotel lobby was quiet as usual.
But the female lead was a little different.
My gaze kept going towards the elevator.
No. 1205.
He hasn't checked out yet.
Scheduled for 11am today.
10:48.
The elevator opened.
The Fed walked out.
Unlike yesterday, a slightly lighter face.
The heroine bowed her head as usual.
“I’ll help you check out.”
Yeonjun asked, receiving the card key.
“…Have you read it?”
It was too direct.
"yes."
“How was it?”
The heroine looked at him for a moment.
And for the first time, he spoke in a non-business tone.
“Why did you give me that book?”
The Fed laughed instead of answering.
Quietly, briefly.
"just."
“Just because is not the reason.”
“…Even though Ms. Yeoju is in a crowded place,
“Because I always feel like I’m alone.”
Those words made my heart ache strangely.
“So?”
“So, being alone isn’t necessarily a bad thing.
I wanted to do it.”
The lobby air became quiet for a moment.
The heroine said, putting down the card key.
“I’m comfortable being alone.”
"i know."
"however…"
The words didn't come out until the end.
The Fed waited.
“…I feel more comfortable being alone,
“It’s different from wanting to be alone.”
His eyes changed just a little.
The heroine saw it.
And for the first time, I crossed the line a little.
“Next time you come…”
"…yes?"
“I’ll buy the coffee.”
The Fed paused for a moment and then smiled.
“Then I guess I’ll have to come again.”
“Please take care of the reservation yourself.”
He turned around, dragging his carrier.
He paused for a moment in front of the lobby door,
I looked back.
“…Ms. Yeoju.”
"yes."
“This time, I’m not coming because of the room.”
And then I went out.
Continued in the next episode >>>>