I have 13 boyfriends.
To be more precise, 12 ex-boyfriends.
From now on, I'm going to tell you about what happened with my 12 ex-boyfriends.
My first ex-boyfriend was someone I met dramatically while traveling in the US.
He was as sweet as honey.
Darling, I guess because you live in America, your pronunciation is really good.
He made my heart flutter with his Korean, which seemed awkward but not awkward at the same time.
kiss me baby, he was so nice when he asked me to kiss him.
It was like sweet honey.
I was in his arms every day.
He said we shouldn't break up, but if we do, he said to come back.
He tickled me, saying that he would do better then and that I would look better.
But on the 183rd day, half a year since we started dating.
I broke up with him.
He didn't catch me, and he didn't catch him.
That's how I broke up with my first ex-boyfriend.
Another six months after breaking up.
From what I've heard, he seems to be doing well.
I went out with a friend to another place for a change of pace.
Hmm, the fresh smell of wood.
Whew, a cool sea breeze.
Sararak, leaves swaying in the wind.
It was Jeju Island.
It was a lodging with a Hanok feel.
More precisely, a guest house.
There was my friend, me, and another man alone.
We quickly became close friends because of his bright and funny personality.
He was so cute.
Sometimes, I've even gone on secret dates with friends who sleep late.
The innocent friend was completely fooled by the lie that he had gone for a morning walk.
After a day or two, it was time to go back.
I was okay with it because I had been in a long-distance relationship once.
But he seemed to be upset about that, and on the last day he pouted and grumbled.
I'll call you a lot, Darling, he said, his mouth smiling from ear to ear.
So I got on a plane and left for Jeju Island.
It's been eight months since I came back home.
Because of work, I haven't been making phone calls as often lately.
Then that day, he left me a text message.
You said you waited for my call every night, but you couldn't wait any longer.
I'm sorry, Darling.
That's how I broke up with him.
This time, after about a year, I got a boyfriend.
This time it was a college classmate.
He was a really good leader.
If we compare it to idols, it feels like they're the overall leader of the team?
He was a strong and dependable motive.
On days when I drank, he took me home and helped me with my hangover.
Well, somehow we ended up becoming lovers.
He dropped out of school and became a company employee.
He loved me very much.
When I asked what would happen if we broke up, he said with the saddest face in the world.
I don't want to let you go, I can't stand being alone.
You have my heart, Darling.
His words struck deep into my heart.
Yeah, I didn't know we would break up.
Not this fast.
Three months later, we met again at a cafe.
It was nice to see a face I hadn't seen much of because of work.
As he sat down with a smile, his expression was dark.
He opened his mouth with difficulty.
What should I do, should I choose love, should I choose the future?
What that means is that he seemed to be worried about me and my work.
But I guessed.
This question is not really something to ponder,
It was a roundabout way of saying we should break up.
He finds it difficult to get the words of breakup out of his mouth, it's hard.
I broke up with him ambiguously.
How many times has this happened, I've lost so badly.
Four months later, I found another love.
On my way to the mart, my ideal type was standing there.
I approached him as if possessed and asked for his number.
He readily gave me his number.
When he asked me where I was going, I said I was going to the supermarket.
He smiled and said that he was also on his way to the supermarket and asked me to come with him.
Low voice, tall stature.
He was truly my ideal type.
And a few days later, we went on a date.
I went into the movie theater.
Watching the movie you've been wanting to see so badly with someone you love.
I was so happy.
I watched the movie with concentration.
Then something warm was placed on my hand.
I looked to the side in confusion and saw him absentmindedly holding my hand.
It got hotter for no reason.
Really, he's blunt but affectionate?
Even now, thinking back, he was really close to my ideal type.
As the exit doors swirled and fought, we realized that our love was hotter than the sun.
Those were his last words.
Darling, I don't even want to say goodbye.
That's what he said instead of breaking up.
Our love, which was hotter than the sun, cooled down after 8 months.
This was already our fourth breakup.
How long will it be before we meet and part ways again?
It was when I was drinking bitter coffee.
The door opened with a clinking sound.
A tall and handsome man.
At first glance, it seemed like he was popular with women.
Darling, that's what he said to me.
I looked at him with a puzzled face.
Why did you come first?
He sat next to me and put his arm around my shoulder.
He looked around again, thanked me, and then got up.
Someone whispered in my ear.
Catch him, go and catch him quickly.
Actions came before thoughts.
I grabbed his arm and made him look at me.
What was it?
A few days later, I went on a trip with him.
Of course, alcohol is the best in the evening.
At the end of his speech, he took out something.
It was alcohol.
He said this while we were both drunk and dazed.
Yeah, the taste of the tequila I'm drinking now, it's not as bitter as my heart.
Don't leave me, because I look good, because I'll do better.
With those words, he fell asleep.
Seriously, did you think I'd leave so easily?
I was the one who got all 4.
You are the one who should not leave me, I am afraid too.
I'm afraid you'll leave.
9 months, you told me not to leave, but what is this about you leaving?
A month later, another relationship began.
He was my friend's younger brother.
She was a cute girl two years younger than me.
Even though I tried to dress up to look cool, I just looked like a child.
He was a doctor.
He was already in a high position at a young age.
Our problem is, we want to know our blood type or DNA.
That's what he said.
Hehe, the doctor is right, right?
I loved her so much that I thought she was cute.
But as time went by, he became more and more busy.
Working overtime is a given, and sometimes I can't even sleep and have to stay up all night at the hospital.
Darling, aren't you tired?
I spoke to him.
"You have to work to earn money, what can you do?" his voice came from the other end of the phone.
Lately, I haven't been able to even breathe a wink of sleep, and my voice has been cracking.
Hearing his voice like that made me feel upset because it felt like I was doing nothing.
Darling, your friends are worried when they see your feed.
Yes, I'll be right there! Honey, call me. I'll call you later.
Tu, instead of his voice, the sound of the phone being hung up was heard.
...Okay, my voice rang out.
I don't know if you're eating well.
Let's break up, it was my first time in a relationship.
For the first time, the words "let's break up" came out of my mouth.
Good job, I had a drink with my boyfriend.
You were like that too, waiting for my call every night.
But my ex-boyfriend said that too.
Isn't it funny?
I can't wait any longer, I like it.
He said.
Thump, my head was resting on his shoulder.
Are you bored? He stopped watching the movie and looked at me.
Why do you like me?
I asked him.
He looked embarrassed, but then smiled and said.
I was so lonely without you.
I like it so much that I'm jumping into your heat and calling 119.
He said with a smile.
Darling, I've liked you for a long time.
I really enjoyed my time with him.
I was really happy.
A year later, there was an accident.
He was driving drunk and not jaywalking, but was hit by a drunk driver while crossing the street on a blue light.
Dead.
He died before my eyes.
I called 119.
He liked me enough to call 119.
He left my side.
I'm sorry Darling.
His acquaintance spoke to me on his behalf.
I hugged him and cried.
He was the opposite of that, with his small physique.
I'm so lonely without you, I love you so much that I'd call 119 to jump into your arms.
Darling , Darling.
Why did you like me?
I asked him.
He seemed to be thinking about something, but then he opened his mouth.
He's my ideal type.
You are also my ideal type.
We became lovers in a strange way.
I felt sorry for him though.
I was really happy while we were meeting.
In fact, what he says is similar.
So maybe that's why they became lovers.
I'm sorry, Darling.
Those were the words that came out of his mouth.
2 months, yeah, we met more than I thought.
In this state, I really thought I was going crazy.
I went to see the animals with my friend.
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The article is quite long, so I'm splitting it into two parts.
The next part will probably come out tomorrow or the day after.
I think I need to write more of this amount now
Please ignore any typos
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