Taesan Fanfic | You met me in the prologue of youth - 00. Prologue

김여주

Kim Yeoju (18 years old) Quiet by nature, always sensitive to other people’s reactions. Her inner thoughts are more complicated and emotional than anyone’s, but on the outside she’s always timidly shrinking back. The type to worry herself sick over even the smallest move from Taesan and write entire novels in her head.

한태산

Han Taesan (18 years old) With a tall build, an indifferent expression, and both physique and athleticism, the textbook tteonam. Cold and blunt to everyone else, but to Yeoju alone he acts like he’s irritated while giving her every careful consideration. He likes the flustered reactions Yeoju makes when she’s embarrassed.

김여주

Um .. Taesan ..

After school, when the overly bright summer sunlight was scorching the classroom floor. Yeoju tightly gripped her bag strap and barely managed to speak. Taesan, who had been leaning against the door to the hallway, turned his head. Through the slightly sweat-damp bangs, his sharp eyes landed on Yeoju.

한태산

Why?

In a low, blunt voice. Keeping his hands in his pockets, Taesan slowly walked toward Yeoju. His overwhelming physique instantly blocked out Yeoju’s view. Her heart pounding, Yeoju dropped her gaze to around the buttons on Taesan’s school uniform.

김여주

Uh .. thanks for bringing my gym clothes during PE earlier ..

한태산

I didn’t bring those.

Taesan said that without so much as blinking.

한태산

I just found them rolling around under a desk and tossed them there. Don’t get the wrong idea.

Even while speaking coldly, Taesan’s hand naturally reached for the heavy cleaning bucket Yeoju had been struggling to carry. He took the bucket from her with a light tug and walked ahead without a single complaint.

김여주

' I really can’t tell if Taesan is cold or kind .. '

Flushed red, Yeoju followed behind Taesan’s broad back step by step.

Taesan set the bucket down with a thud at the faucet at the end of the hall, then quietly looked down at Yeoju as she fidgeted all by herself. Through the window beside the faucet, the breeze carried the mingled scent of Taesan’s strong cologne and fresh sweat.

한태산

Kim Yeoju.

김여주

Huh? Why ..?

한태산

Why do your ears turn red every time you see me?

김여주

I-I mean ..! It’s because it’s hot, hot ..!

Startled, Yeoju fanned herself frantically and backed away. With her timid personality and the added fluster, her voice was on the verge of cracking.

Watching her, the corners of Taesan’s mouth lifted just a tiny bit, so slightly no one would notice. Pretending not to care, Taesan took one quick step closer to Yeoju. His shadow completely enveloped her.