Worried about my wife saying she would be out late, I left work a little earlier than expected. I parked in an empty spot and walked toward the main entrance,
Isn't that Kim Yeo-ju?
A silhouette that becomes more familiar the closer you get, and next to it...
What's up with that?
It's been three years and he still doesn't know how to give up. What a fucking persistent bastard.
Who likes whom? He'd been acting weird for a while, and it turns out he's a total lunatic.
"Aren't you going to let go of this? You crazy...!"
"What's wrong with you? You weren't like this before."
"hey,"
Get lost, you bastard.
Are you okay..?
"He didn't do anything to the injury, did he?"
"Yoon-gi, ask me one by one, one by one..."
"No, just...!"
"...I'm just saying this because I'm worried something might have happened to you."
"I'm fine... I'm not hurt at all, and thankfully you came before he could do anything—"
Suddenly
"...Sorry I'm late."
"No, honey, what are you sorry for...?"
"If that's the case, just accept it."
From now on, if you have to go out at night, make sure you come with me.
"You have a lot of days when you finish work late, too, don't you...?"
"Then just don't go out. The sun is up long enough, so why wait until it's completely down to meet?"
"and,"
I can come whenever you call.
Because you are more precious to me than work.