A Gentle Intruder (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 11
“Alright. I’ve finished my tea.”
Jae Ho clearly indicated he was willing to let her go, picking up the two empty cups and nodding.
“I’ll walk you back.”
“No, it’s just ten steps away.”
When Da Jung spoke a bit sharply, he let out a short, loud laugh.
“That’s true.”
“……”
“It’s nice that you’re so close.”
He followed her anyway. As he opened the front door, the sharp, briny scent of the sea rushed in. The ocean, met first by scent rather than sight, was far more intense than expected.
Their footsteps blended with the sound of waves and drifted into the air. Arriving in front of Da Jung’s accommodation with the pleasant breeze, they both stopped.
“By the way, Yoon Da Jung.”
Jae Ho called out to her.
“The fact that I went on break after finishing filming—I only shared that on my fan cafe.”
“!”
Instantly, Da Jung’s eyes trembled violently. His gaze felt more intense than any direct accusation. Hundreds of excuses flashed through her mind at once, then vanished just as quickly. Her head went completely blank.
“Ah, that’s… well…”
“Never mind.”
Lee Jae Ho gave a meaningful smile, as if he saw right through her. Da Jung couldn’t bring herself to smile back.
“Anyway, moving on.”
Jae Ho swiftly changed the subject.
“I keep thinking about you. I’m curious. I want to touch you.”
“!”
“So, here’s what I’m saying.”
“……”
“Let’s try that thing together.”
Lee Jae Ho had already recklessly knocked on her front door—and now he was knocking on her heart.
“Dating—just casually.”
Standing before a man she thought she knew so well but realized she actually didn’t know at all, Da Jung collapsed helplessly.
“Well?”
With a smile impossible to refuse, Lee Jae Ho asked.
**
Back in her room, Da Jung irritably flung open her suitcase.
She thought she’d packed only essentials, yet now found mostly unnecessary items inside. Her mindset when packing and her mindset now, unpacking, couldn’t be more different—despite it having been only three days.
She dumped everything out at once.
“Three days ago…”
Exactly three days had passed since she’d packed. It was her second day in Taean. Though she’d set off on this trip with solemn intentions, her mind was now in chaos, unable to think of anything except Lee Jae Ho. Events she couldn’t have imagined three days ago had exploded like bombs.
‘Let’s try that thing together. Dating—just casually.’
What a strange man.
She’d believed three years of fandom meant she’d already been thoroughly swayed by him—but meeting him privately and being swayed firsthand proved fandom was nothing. Lee Jae Ho was far more dangerous.
Da Jung picked up a notebook left forgotten in the corner.
‘I wrote down my to-do list.’
She needed to go to the market, visit the tidal flats when the water receded. There was also the flower expo, the museum, the seaside path, the arboretum. Though her list was so long, she suddenly didn’t feel like stepping outside her room at all.
“Why did I even pack a sleep mask? The problem here is the seagulls.”
As she sorted through her things, frustration grew. Her past self three days ago seemed utterly thoughtless. So excited about going to the sea, she’d packed mostly dresses. Right now, she needed comfortable pants, sleep socks, an easy-to-wear cardigan, or a throw blanket.
“Why is Lee Jae Ho like this?”
Even after emptying three suitcases and making a complete mess, her conclusion remained Lee Jae Ho.
After a rough tidy-up, she shoved the suitcase into a corner on the second floor. Only then did she realize this was her first proper look around the second floor. She quickly scanned the bedroom, living room, and bathroom before stepping onto the terrace. The ocean view from above was different again from the first floor.
With nothing else to do, she stared at the sea for a while.
The water had risen all the way to the front of the pension. The rhythymic crashing of the full tide stirred unease in Da Jung’s heart.
She remembered that hand—warm like a hearth. Yes, that was right. She’d known it all along. Throughout packing, Lee Jae Ho hadn’t left her mind—and realizing his touch hadn’t been as unpleasant as she’d thought left her utterly despondent.
**
Da Jung’s room remained shut the entire day. Morning came again. Reflecting on yesterday, Jae Ho had no choice but to admit his mistake.
“I was too hasty.”
He’d drawn up the perfect plan and called her here, yet couldn’t endure a moment’s pause and acted on impulse. He’d assumed that since she was a fan of his, she’d keep up even if he moved fast.
“……Should’ve held back better.”
Even though her flushed cheeks looked beautiful enough to stir his heart, he should’ve waited longer.
He’d always been good at waiting, after all.
Jae Ho recalled thirteen years ago.
She’d been a bit smaller then, her bob just brushing her shoulders, wearing a checkered school uniform—an image still vivid in his memory.
The sweet little girl with bright, clear eyes had hidden behind her older brother upon seeing a stranger. Her brother had smiled awkwardly and spoken gently:
“Da Jung, it’s okay. Come say hello. He’s my friend.”
In a world full of people who described their younger siblings as “awful,” a freak had appeared: Yoon Woo Jung. He claimed his younger sister was “awfully cute.” Was he insane? No one else in their class would ever say something so embarrassingly affectionate to their sibling.
Jae Ho had no younger siblings, but based on what friends had said, he figured it was probably better that way. Younger siblings were leeches, spies, and noodle-gobbling pests. But Yoon Woo Jung was different—he said she was so pretty it could kill him.
Yoon Woo Jung excelled at everything—studying, sports, even skipping class. And loving his younger sister.
Within a month of the new semester, he’d captured the whole class. Eventually, everyone accepted it: somewhere in the world, there really was a cute little sister—not just a myth, but right in Yoon Woo Jung’s home. If he said it was so, then it must be true.
“……Hello. I’m Yoon Da Jung……”
“Yeah. Hi. Just like Woo Jung said—you really are pretty.”
He wondered what his own face had looked like back then, awkwardly ruffling his short hair in greeting. He must have looked like a fool—but in truth, no one had noticed.
He couldn’t see his own expression, of course, and Da Jung had kept her eyes on the floor. Yoon Woo Jung had been too busy looking after his sister to notice Jae Ho.
“My sister’s really shy. Let’s go to my room.”
It was the day he’d never forget—the sight of the little girl’s slender, long fingers. He’d thought they resembled tulips blooming in the park near his house.
**
The next day, Da Jung stepped out and walked along the beach. Jae Ho, who’d been drinking coffee on the second-floor terrace, immediately stood up and followed.
“I’d like to take this walk together.”
Sensing his presence, Da Jung glanced back at him briefly and gave a light nod. The sea breeze swept through her hair, making it flutter wildly. She pulled out a black hair tie and loosely gathered it.
Perhaps because she’d stayed awake all night and finally reached a decision, the man’s sudden presence felt calmer today than yesterday. Da Jung finally accepted the whole situation.
Sometimes in life, an unbelievable coincidence happens. Sure, it’s not common—but it’s not impossible to bump into your ultimate celebrity crush as your next-door neighbor. It might be rarer than winning the lottery, but still within the realm of possibility, right?
So she gathered her courage.
“Did you sleep well, Lee Jae Ho?”
For this one month, detached from reality, she’d decided to indulge fully in this escapade.
“Why did you stay in your room all day yesterday?”
“I just… rested.”
“Not because of me?”
“Why would I—”
“Because you thought I might touch you again?”
Her ultimate celebrity crush turned out to be even bolder than she’d imagined—and he was thrilled, too. Just remembering his touch made her cheeks flush.
Jae Ho stared at her quietly for a moment, then chuckled softly.
“Why are you laughing?”
“Because I’m happy.”
“What about?”
“You, Yoon Da Jung. You’re being so obvious right now.”
Da Jung didn’t answer—she just kept walking. A few steps behind, Jae Ho followed silently. The occasional cries of seagulls and crashing waves broke the awkward silence.
Walking aimlessly, Da Jung eventually stopped somewhere near the tidal flats. Gazing blankly at the tiny creatures scurrying underfoot, she finally spoke.
“I’ve thought about it.”
“And your conclusion?”
Jae Ho couldn’t wait and asked right away. Da Jung gave a slight smile.
“I’ll do it. That thing—casual dating.”
She bit her lip gently.
“I’ll date you casually, Lee Jae Ho. That’s what I’m saying.”
“I like that you decided quickly.”
Jae Ho ran a hand through his hair and smiled lightly. Da Jung looked up at him. Jae Ho reached toward her cheek absentmindedly, then quickly pulled back, afraid his impulsiveness might make her change her mind.
“But there’s a condition.”
“Tell me.”
Da Jung paused for effect.
“Just casual dating—that’s it. Nothing more. Just mutual interest…”
She elaborated a bit more clearly.
“Just dating—no deeper relationship. And when our vacation ends, we part ways naturally.”
Jae Ho frowned, amused.
“Breaking up before we’ve even started dating?”
“……”
“How do you know what’ll happen while we’re dating?”
“That’s my condition…”
“Hmm. I don’t like it.”
He reached out and took her hand. It was cold from the sea breeze. When Da Jung tried to pull away in surprise, he held it tighter and slipped it into his pocket.
“I just want to keep going.”
He turned firmly and stepped away from the shoreline. Da Jung had no choice but to follow. His solid arm brushed against hers with every step—she realized if this kept up every day, her heart wouldn’t survive.
Her palm grew sweaty, but he didn’t care—he intertwined his fingers with hers even deeper. The warmth from his hand made Da Jung blush.
“Your ears are red.”
“……”
“You’re still the same.”
What did that mean? Da Jung’s eyes flickered briefly. Gathering courage, she carefully pulled her hand away.
“Lee Jae Ho.”
“Yeah?”
“Could it be… that you know me?”
For a moment, Jae Ho hesitated—so Da Jung rushed out more questions.
“I know it’s impossible, but just now—it felt really strange. Like you already knew me before.”
“……”
“It’s all just… weird. The situation. No—*you* are.”
“……”
“Truth is, everything feels strange to me.”
Jae Ho laughed.
“What is it?”
His tone carried playful teasing.
“Are you flirting with me, Yoon Da Jung?”
“What? Me? No, no.”
“If you don’t know me, how could I possibly know you?”
“……”
“Yoon Da Jung—do *you* know me?”
“No. No, I don’t. Of course not.”
He took her hand again.
“Then let’s get to know each other. Stop stopping me like that.”
His strong fingers pushed firmly between hers, filling every gap. Was this intentional? Each interlaced finger awakened a sultry desire. Slowly, deliberately, deeply—he wove his fingers through hers. Da Jung swallowed hard. Their hands fit together as if they’d always belonged as one.
“How about we go on a date? Want to go to the market?”
Male lead first thought she played hard to get, only to realize she
really disliked him
Short intro:
What she can’t stand the most is the streets full of effeminate men, especially that so-called top beauty whom she avoids at all costs.
Shen Yaoxing looks at Jiang Mingyue, who keeps approaching her with coy shyness.
Shen Yaoxing: Bro, don’t be like this, I’m really about to throw up!
She fears nothing in heaven or earth, except for him getting close to her.
*
At first he thought she was just using the trick of feigning indifference to attract his attention. Later, he learned that she truly despised him.
This dealt a heavy blow to Jiang Mingyue, and he vowed to make her, like everyone else, fall at his feet in worship!
***
Synopsis:
Before transmigrating, Shen Yaoxing only wanted to find a reliable man to spend her life with. Who knew that after transmigrating, she would become a reliable woman herself…
A forced misandrist, highly skilled, and reliable female lead
vs.
An initially aloof and arrogant, later morbid, obsessed male lead
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