(Still from Sanghyeok’s point of view)
In that instant, my mind went completely blank.
Taeri was back in my arms, looking as if she knew nothing at all.
"... Am I dreaming?"
No, it has to be a dream.
I hurriedly averted my gaze.
Quickly, I slipped into the blankets on my bed.
How am I supposed to face her tomorrow for real...
(Next day / Taeri’s point of view)
"Ugh... my head’s gonna split..."
I woke up with a nasty hangover, wondering how much I’d drunk yesterday.
When I looked to the side, Sanghyeok was staring straight at me.
And the moment our eyes met, he flinched and turned away.
His ears were bright red.
"... Sleep well?"
"Yeah. You?"
"Me too."
... What did I do yesterday...?
Why is it so awkward?
I slowly tried to piece together last night, which I couldn’t even remember.
'This is driving me crazy... the tape just cut off...'
Then a memory flashed by.
Two faces too close, two gazes overlapping, and...
A soft sensation touching my lips...?
"...!!"
My face burned hot.
Trying to pull myself together, I went into the bathroom to wash up. No matter how much cold water I splashed on myself, it didn’t fade—instead, it only became even clearer.
How is it that this is the one thing I can’t do, damn it!!
On the way from the bathroom back to the bed, my eyes met Sanghyeok’s again.
"... What did I do to you yesterday?"
"I didn’t do anything..."
"Your face is bright red, so it wasn’t nothing, was it?"
Sanghyeok kept his mouth tightly shut to the very end.
If he does that, how am I supposed to know whether my memory is right or wrong...!!
Fortunately, there wasn’t even a hint of alcohol smell in the room, and I’d wiped away every trace. Now that’s a perfect crime!
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A photo of Sanghyeok that’s Sanghyeok, but somehow doesn’t feel like Sanghyeok
