"Selfishly, I want you."
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The door lock creaks cheerfully. It's clearly Taehyung, who lives alone. And then, the door naturally opens while the landlord is watching TV on the sofa. And then, he turns his head toward the front door at the sudden, though insignificant, visit.
"...What's going on? At this hour."
"...It's only 10 o'clock, still."
Oh, by the way, we're not living together. We're just close enough. Taehyung and Yeoju are so close that they even share a door lock. Of course, one of them didn't want to live like that.
Yeoju trudged toward the sofa where Taehyung was, then sat down next to him. Despite her pretty attire and her mid-thigh skirt, she seemed to be in a slightly uneasy mood. Taehyung noticed her and naturally began to notice her.
"... delicious?"
"...Huh? Oh, uh..., it's in the fridge, eat it if you want."
Swish, the female protagonist, whether she heard him or not, approached Taehyung. For a moment, she stared at him with that same vacant expression, then leaned her upper body toward him, moving closer to him.
Taehyung, who was sitting on the edge of the sofa, leaned back, his neck growing increasingly red as he approached her. He reached a point where he couldn't lean back any further, and the woman, who was approaching him, came closer and closer, stopping when their distance from each other was about ten centimeters, staring into Taehyung's eyes.
"...Why are you like this today? What's going on?"
Taehyung's heart was beating like crazy, and his eyes were slightly dilated, but he tried to keep his voice calm and suppress his trembling voice as much as possible as he spoke.
A mere 19-year-old, barely as tall as Taehyung's chest. No, more precisely, this little boy, less than a week away from becoming an adult. How could he shake the heart of 22-year-old Taehyung so much?
Taehyung was the one who clenched his fists and thought arrogant thoughts, but on the other hand, Yeoju"That's why..."He muttered softly. After staring at her for a while, the female protagonist blandly left Taehyung's presence, got up abruptly, and headed towards the refrigerator as if to get ice cream.
Taehyung's heart, which had been tight, seemed to relax, "...Ugh, I'm so scared."I almost couldn't stand it.Taehyung, who had to forcefully swallow his last words, quickly sat up straight and stroked his poor, unruly hair. Then, when Yeoju brought him ice cream and sat down next to him, Taehyung crouched down a little further, putting some distance between himself and Yeoju.
"...brother,"
"Yes, my lady."
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"I broke up with Jeon Jungkook."
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“Selfishly, I want you.”
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So... how did this all happen? To explain, I have to go back to spring a year ago. The moment when Yeo-ju moved into the house next door to Tae-hyung. And the moment when a seemingly coincidental relationship blossomed.
"...Come to school? In a situation where school starts tomorrow?"
Taehyung, a college student, frowned at the KeKeoTalk message. The semester starts tomorrow, and yet he's calling students out on a precious weekend to do something to welcome new students.
Normally, he'd just ignore the call and laze around at home, but the person who sent the KakaoTalk message was a bit troubling. The person who contacted Taehyung was none other than his senior, a third-year senior. To be precise, Kim Seokjin, the second-year valedictorian and top student last year. And he was the older brother he'd been grateful for, who'd taken such good care of him since he was a freshman.
Taehyung, I'm sorry
Can you come to school now?
...School starts tomorrow, right?
What's going on?
I have a lot of work to do, and I was hoping you could help me.
I will refuse.
You act like you wouldn't do that,
I'll grant you anything you ask.
ah,
When did I ever do that, bro?
I'll wait, Taehyung.
1 Oh, I don't like it.
1 I don't want to, I'm not going.
1 Oh, this guy is really
He thought to himself, "That guy isn't the type of person to call me out for no reason..." but he also felt like he had a lot on his plate if he was asking me to do something, so he dragged his body towards the bathroom.
When I think back on it, it was something that would make me swear, but when I think back on what happened back then,luck That was it. Because of that, I was able to see you for the first time.
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"... Oh, it's annoying. Seokjin hyung, why do you have to..."
He didn't even bother putting on his shoes properly, so he just put them on with a thud, pulled his hat over his hood, and opened the front door, grumbling.
No, that's right. Of course, it's not like I had anything special to do, but I absolutely didn't want to go... But it's not anyone else, and Seokjin hyung is calling, so I have to go... Ah, I don't know, everything's annoying.
"... What, who's moving in?"
The door to the house next door, which was originally empty, was wide open. I wondered what was going on, so I took a quick peek, and the house next door was completely empty. For some reason, I could hear the landlady's voice since morning.
He stopped walking out of curiosity and looked around the house twice. When he felt the presence of someone who was going to move in, he suddenly stepped back without any offense and turned his head towards the new person as if nothing had happened.
"Oh, it's heavy. Did I really have this much luggage?"
Boom, boom— A woman was walking from the end of the hallway, carrying a box the size of her, or perhaps even a little bigger. She wasn't terribly skinny, but she was still skinny, so if she tried to lift something that big, it would be too heavy for her.
"...It looks heavy, a lot."
The woman eventually arrived at the house next door, or more precisely, the house in front. She couldn't tell if she'd seen Taehyung, or if she'd missed him, or maybe it was because of the box. Anyway, she passed Taehyung, who was standing there dumbfounded, and went into the empty house, dropping the box down.
She arched her back, took a deep breath, and turned around to go again...
"... Oh, are you by any chance next door?"
"Huh? Oh, ah... yes. It's right next door."
When Taehyung saw her, who looked to be around 20 or 21 (she was actually 18), and spoke to him, he felt strangely flustered. Then, he wanted to continue talking, and strangely, he felt curious about her.
The innocent and pretty look of his hair tied up in a ponytail is just like Taehyung'sIdeal typeHe was everything. From his height, his face, to his style. He, whose only neighbor was a stray cat in front of his apartment building, felt the need to be a good neighbor to the woman who moved in next door.
"... I guess you didn't call the moving company."
"Oh, yes! I thought I would be enough on my own."
Of course, it wasn't like that when I actually moved it.After talking behind her back, she felt embarrassed, rubbed the tip of her nose, and smiled awkwardly. Taehyung smiled back at her, though of course his feelings were different from hers.
"Well, if you don't mind,"
"Can I help you with something?"
"... Since he's a student, we can't give him any allowance or anything like that."
He burst out laughing at the mention of allowance. She spoke with a rather awkward expression, unsure if she was being honest or serious. Taehyung laughed and said, "That's not it," and gave an explanation that wasn't really an explanation.
The female protagonist, embarrassed by the misunderstanding, blushed and let out a sigh as she naturally went with Taehyung to get her luggage.
I ended up meeting someone I'd never met before, but I think that indescribable sense of comfort really began then. From the moment we met, we hit it off really well. It seemed like we could communicate well, too.
"What's your name?"
"Lady, Lady Moon."
Taehyung, who was chewing over each and every word of the word "Moon Yeo-ju," called out her name, then gave a faint smile. It seemed as if even the name was to his liking, and he nodded.
And then,"Kim Taehyung. That's my name."Taehyung naturally tells his name even though the female protagonist didn't ask. When the female protagonist also chews on the name, saying, "Kim Taehyung...", Taehyung smiles with satisfaction.
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As time passed, Taehyung carried all of Yeoju's luggage without a word, then shook his hands and stretched. Yeoju watched him, timing him, and then put a can of sports drink in his hand.
"Oh my, thank you for your hard work. Thank you, really."
"No. If you did it alone, you would have struggled again. It would be better if neighbors helped each other."
Neighbor. Neighbor. The world's best Kim Taehyung only knows himself, and he smiles at the female protagonist as if he were a good neighbor. The female protagonist, unaware of anything, joins in."Ahaha..."And he smiles.
"Then... go in...!"
"Thank you so much for today. Thanks to you, I think I'll be able to pack my bags more easily."
"Okay then. See you next time, Miss Yeoju."
Bang, Taehyung had long since forgotten his original purpose, and upon hearing Yeoju's thanks, the corners of his mouth lifted as if he was pleased, and he went home with a cheerful expression. Yeoju looked at him and thought, "What a kind person."
Rrrrrrr. A call came in on Yeoju's cell phone. Yeoju looked at the front door Taehyung entered through for a moment, then turned inside at the sound of the phone ringing.
- "Yeah, Jungkook-ah-"
- "Yeah, no, no. The person next door helped me."
It was a prelude to a precarious relationship that seemed like a love triangle but wasn't.
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Hello, this is Tolichi. Actually!! Yesterday was my 1 year anniversary as a writer! So I was going to come back with this episode yesterday, but as expected, I couldn't write it all in one day. Hahaha. Anyway, it's been a day, but it's still been a while since I've come this far! 💖💖
It's only episode 1, so it won't be fun, but I hope you'll enjoy it. 😳😳 I missed you 🥲💖
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