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Love Maze 00-4

김석진

“I don’t have time to try on all the clothes, so just pick one.”

여주

“I don’t really know what’s pretty. ⋯”

김석진

“Pick anything. It’ll all be the same no matter what you wear. What.”

‘⋯Is it an insult or a compliment?’

As I was looking around the costume shop for the first time, I frowned at Kim Seok-jin's seemingly disinterested response. It struck me again, but they didn't welcome my presence.

김남준

“Brother. Father and Mother are in the car heading to the penthouse right now.”

김석진

“Okay. Taehyung, are you ready?”

김남준

"He hasn't even arrived yet. I told him to be there on time, but he's not the type to listen."

As I was flipping through the dresses one by one, I glanced at them with my eyes. Suddenly, Kim Namjoon approached me, chatting with Kim Seokjin. It was as if I, who was there, was invisible.

김석진

“Once you’ve chosen everything, change quickly and come out.”

Kim Seokjin nodded toward the changing room, wondering how he knew I'd chosen a dress without even looking. I nodded in agreement and opened the door, only to hear their conversation behind me.

김남준

“⋯Are you going to ride in the car with him?”

김석진

“Father, you’ve been with him for a long time. You know, he loves him so much.”

여주

“⋯.”

‘⋯Who asked you to save me?’

After I closed the locker room door, I couldn't hear their conversation anymore.

On the way to the penthouse, there was, of course, no conversation with anyone in the car. Now, the absence of this silence felt strange.

김남준

"Yes, Father. Yes. I'm on my way. I think I'll be there in 30 minutes. Okay. Then we'll get ready first."

Kim Namjoon, having just finished talking to his father, put his phone in his pocket and sighed as he looked out the window. I was also looking out the window on the other side, and my eyes met his through the window.

여주

“⋯.”

김남준

“⋯.”

Before I could even avert my eyes, Kim Namjoon was the first to look down. It was a complete disregard.

“It’s raining heavily.”

Perhaps finding the silence unbearable, the driver cautiously opened his mouth. His words about heavy rain drew my gaze back out the window.

The sky, once so clear, was nowhere to be found. Had a hole been torn through the sky? Or perhaps... some god, unable to bear the grief, had shed tears?

“Hello. Yes, that’s right. Yes. ⋯Yes?”

여주

“⋯?”

“Do⋯ Master, Miss⋯. The, the boss and his wife⋯.”

The rain that fell that day... must have been my tears.