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In love, time and speed are not proportional. #Ha Sung-woon (3)
In love, time and speed are not proportional.
#Ha Sungwoon
(3)
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Thud-
Ha Sung-woon holding my hand.
When I open my eyes wide in surprise and look at Ha Sung-woon, Ha Sung-woon is even more surprised than I am and he quickly lets go of my hand rather than trying to hold onto mine.
Ha Sung-woon, who was scratching his head in embarrassment after letting go of my hand like that, opened his mouth in a small voice so that the others could hear.
하성운
"I asked for an eraser."
Ha Sung-woon's words made me burst out laughing.
Phew-
I held back my laughter at the laughter that came out before my words and turned to Ha Sung-woon again.
여주
"I said there isn't any"
When I told him what to do, Ha Sung-woon opened his mouth with a dumbfounded expression as if he had heard me properly, but then he started to snicker as if he thought his own actions were funny.
At that moment, I felt my face flush for no reason, wondering why I couldn't look at her properly, so I quickly turned my head away.
That was when.
Suddenly, the hair tie that was holding my hair together so well snapped with a snap.
The hair tie snapped and in an instant my long hair flowed down my shoulders.
At that moment, I was startled by the feeling of the length being shorter than yesterday, and I hastily pulled my hair up and looked at Ha Sung-woon...
Luckily, Ha Sung-woon was looking at me with a look that didn't seem to notice, and feeling relieved by that, I took out another hair tie that I had brought just in case and tied my hair back up.
So everything went well.
however..
The problem was the next day.
For what reason
My hair was dyed even more today than usual, and I felt like if I cut it any further, it would show even if I tied it up.
That's why I opened the black hair dye I bought on my way home from school yesterday and sent a text message to Ha Sung-woon, who usually picks me up early in the morning.
-Don't come to my house today. Go first.
After sending the text like that, I started dyeing my hair in earnest...
Since it was my first time dyeing my hair, I was a bit awkward and clumsy, so I had a hard time, but the result was pretty neat. Looking at my hair, which was now a deep black all the way to the ends, just like my usual hair, I thought I didn't have to worry anymore, so I put on my uniform and headed to school.
So, I entered school and walked to my class alone for the first time, and walked down the hallway to my class alone.
So I stood alone in front of the class and grabbed the doorknob that Ha Sungwoon always opened first and went in.
Drumroll-
A door that opens before I can even open it.
If you look up in surprise at the sudden situation, you will see...
Ha Sung-woon
여주
"you.."
The face was clearly Ha Sung-woon's, but his hair was dyed a dark black instead of Ha Sung-woon's usual brown.
Surprised by this, he points to Ha Sung-woon's hair and makes a face that requires interpretation, so only then does Ha Sung-woon roughly touch his hair and open his mouth...
하성운
"I don't want to bother dyeing my hair every time."
After saying that, Ha Sung-woon, who had been looking down at my hair, continued speaking while brushing the dirt off my shirt around my arms with his hand.
하성운
"So you should stop cutting it and dyeing it."
As I listened to Ha Sung-woon's words, I looked down at the arm area that Ha Sung-woon had shaved.
Then, the dark black dye that was visible, when it was applied, stood out even more on the white shirt.
That's exactly what I'm like right now.
My actions of trying to hide it and keep the original white paper from being torn, in fact, only made it stand out even more by becoming a black dot on my original white paper.
The moment Ha Sung-woon finds out and everything about me is revealed...
I hated it so much that I didn't want to get caught even if it meant dying because I was afraid it would be extremely awkward.
Ha Sung-woon was the first to show me the change in me that I didn't want to be caught by.
It lets you know that you are not alone, that we are one.
At that moment, I wasn't embarrassed or ashamed at all, I was just happy.
여주
"okay"
Ha Sungwoon looks down at me as I answer with a bright smile, then turns around and returns to his seat, ruffling his hair as if embarrassed.
While watching Ha Sung-woon like that, I smiled and followed him, sat down next to him, and started asking him questions without even thinking about putting down my bag.
여주
"Since when?"
여주
"Do you dye your hair every morning?"
여주
"How did you know my hair color changed?"
여주
"Why didn't you tell me all this time?"
Ha Sung-woon, who didn't seem flustered by my questions that were like bombs, took off my bag that I was still carrying and answered me one by one.
하성운
"Since you were seventeen, once or twice a month, you... You should learn how to cut your own hair. There was a lot left... And the reason you didn't tell me was..."
"It was unrequited love back then."
The moment I heard Ha Sung-woon's words, my past days came to mind.
The moment I saw Ha Sung-woon's hair for the first time, I realized that I liked him.
Looking at Ha Sung-woon's head, I realized that I had a crush on him, and my past feelings that I absolutely wanted to hide were completely made understandable by Ha Sung-woon's single words.
Only then did Ha Sung-woon's smile flow out comfortably.
As I watched that scene, I opened my mouth while stroking Ha Sung-woon's black hair with a smile on my face, wondering what was so good about it.
여주
"Black suits you well too."
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.
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After that, we showed each other our true feelings without hiding anything from each other, without dyeing our hair or cutting it anymore.
As they watched each other's hair being dyed with their own hair colors, their 'hearts' were dyed with each other at a faster rate than the 'color' that was dyeing their hair.
Like a typical couple who laughs when they see each other and contacts each other when they can't see each other because they miss each other.
Having had our title of '8-year friends' shattered in a scary way, we are now experiencing something we thought we would never be able to do, a 'sweet romance', through a 'something' that passed by without a word.
여주
"Seongwoon, which do you like better, I love you or I like you?"
하성운
"i like you"
여주
"why?"
"If you don't like someone, you can't love them."
With those words, Seong-un covers his lips with mine.
In that instant, our hair color changed from top to bottom.
In the original brown color of Sungwoon's hair.
We parted our lips that had been tightly locked together and looked at each other's hair that had been dyed the same color. Soon, we locked eyes and opened our mouths at the same time.
하성운
"pretty"
여주
"awesome"
I know very well that the reason it feels like we're saying different things with one mouth is because it's not 'you' and 'me', but 'we'.
The time and speed with which we became immersed in each other were not at all proportional.
Even though you liked me longer, it didn't take long for me to fall for you.
Because love isn't a math equation that can be calculated.
In love, time and speed are not proportional._END
양심
"Ugh... Are you just calculating and talking about math??"
자까
"I'm good at math"
자까
"One plus one"
양심
"If you do something cute, you'll die."
자까
"car .."
양심
"If you say window, I'll break all the windows."
자까
"It's not shameful to be a water blister, is it?"
Heh