prism

Prism 10

โ—Please read before readingโ— This work is entirely fictional, a figment of the author's imagination. Please enjoy it for entertainment purposes only.๐Ÿ˜Š

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As I opened the door, I heard a faint ringing of a bell and saw Dong-Hyeon wiping a glass like last time.

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Oh, you're here

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I thought you wouldn't come since there was no answer.

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But you even contacted me, so I should come.

It was the third time, but I felt a bit empty, so I looked around and realized that the man named Woojin who was there before was gone.

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Where did Woojin go?

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Oh, I didn't go anywhere

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I'm on vacation today

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Please take a seat here, I'll buy you a drink.

As we sat down, Dong-Hyeon took a bottle from the refrigerator, not the one where the liquor was displayed, and began making a cocktail.

I was looking at the ingredients he had taken out, but there was no bottle that looked like it contained alcohol.

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Uh...what are you making?

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hmm..

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It's a secret

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Please wait a moment and I'll make it right away.

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Yes~

As I was watching Dong-Hyeon working hard, I felt awkward in this quiet space and asked a question.

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Mr. Dong-Hyeon, when did you start learning cocktails?

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It's been a while, right? I first learned it when I was 24... so about 6 years?

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Oh, then how old are you now...

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I'm thirty

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Are you a bit old?

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What about you, Yeoju?

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yes?

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How old are you, Ms. Yeoju?

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I'm 29. There's only a one year age difference.

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I'm getting old too~

When I mentioned that I was getting old, Donghyun smiled, his eyes crinkling. He really is so pretty when he smiles...

The laughter stops, and he looks at me with his eyes crooked and hands me the finished cocktail.

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Do you like new things?

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I don't really like it

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I eat well

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thank god..

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Is this a mojito?

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Oh, you know? It's a mojito. I make a fantastic mojito, so give it a try.

I sipped the tangy and charming mojito down my throat.

But for some reason, my mind was still clear, even though I blacked out after drinking just a little bit of alcohol.

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...

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Huh...?

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Why? What's the problem?

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No, that's not it

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I really can't drink that alcohol...

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I drank this and strangely, I feel lucid?

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I guess so - ?

I tilted my head as he spoke words whose intentions I couldn't understand.

He answers with a smile like before.

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that

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It's non-alcoholic

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Non...alcoholic...?

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Yes! Non-alcoholic

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Yeah...?

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It's a cocktail that doesn't contain any alcohol.

So this was it, the reason I didn't get drunk.

But I was curious why they prepared it non-alcoholic without me even asking, so I asked why they made it non-alcoholic.

The answer I got back from him was

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Because I want to talk to Yeoju in a sane state of mind.

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The heroine is cute when she's drunk.

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I'm curious about what kind of charm it has when you're not drunk.

I'm going crazy.

This guy... he might be dangerous...