Taming the Gangsters
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"······?"
Taehyung's expression hardened. It was something he never imagined. The person my friend likes likes me. How could a relationship be more complicated than this? Taehyung shook his head and replied.
"Mi-eung,"
"It started when it rained."
"······."
"You may not remember, but I was really excited back then."
"Yeoju,"
"After that, rainy days became my favorite."
"I thought of you."
"·······."
Taehyung was left speechless by Yeoju's heartfelt, ongoing confession. Having been sincere to someone himself, he couldn't just dismiss her sincerity. That was all he felt.
"We can't study together today."
"······."
"It was so sudden, I'm sorry."
"No, no... Don't feel sorry for me."
"I'll go. Study hard."
"Yeah... Bye..."
“Didn’t Taehyung come today?”
When Taehyung didn't show up at the academy, the teacher looked at Yeoju and asked, as if he knew something, but Yeoju hadn't seen Taehyung since that day, so she couldn't know.
"I don't know either."
"Really? I should try contacting you. Let's have a class."
Looking at Taehyung's empty seat, Yeoju had many thoughts. A confession, it was something I never imagined. But once I did, it felt like nothing. Honestly, I thought I'd be quite indifferent if he rejected me. Had my feelings for him grown in the meantime? Yeoju pondered this strange, inexplicable feeling she had for Taehyung.
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"Your hands are also very pretty."
The woman felt something on her hand. It was a warm, soft hand. "When did I fall asleep?" She thought about the situation earlier, half-awake and in a daze. She was looking at Kim Taehyung's seat, thinking about something, then attending class, and then... Oh, did I fall asleep? Overcome with sleep, she didn't realize who was holding her hand. It didn't really matter to her. She just knew the hand she was holding was soft and helped her fall asleep. She held his hand tighter and fell asleep again.
"······. Lady."
Not long after she fell asleep, someone softly called out to her. He whispered her name carefully into her ear, and she rubbed her eyes and woke up. "I'm sure I woke up earlier, but when did I fall asleep again?" She ran a hand through her messy hair and half-opened her eyes.
"······."
"It's too late."
"I woke you up because I was worried the tea would break down."
Only then did Yeo-ju realize that the hand she was tightly holding onto was Yoon-gi's. Startled, she quickly pulled away. How long had she been holding onto him? Why wasn't he going home? Yeo-ju rolled her eyes, trying to quickly grasp the chaotic situation.
"How come your hands are so pretty?"
"······. You caught it."
"No, you caught it."
"I remember everything! Who held my hand!"
"Knowing that, you just grabbed him without even knowing who he was?"
"······. It's just that my hands are soft···. In my sleep···."
"You can catch it again."
The heroine's heart pounded like crazy. It raced without stopping, to the point where she worried Min Yoongi would catch her. That rainy day, the day that became her favorite day. The feelings she felt for Taehyung andIt was similar.
Surprisingly, that last hand scene is embarrassing
This is the author's own true story. Sleep is so scary. (」ﾟﾛﾟ)」
I was so excited at the time... I tried to express the female lead by recalling myselfㅋ⫬ㅋ⫬
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