Back home, Sarang enjoyed her birthday party with friends.
Jiwoo, still feeling guilty for forgetting her birthday during school holidays, didn’t let her go until after midnight.
Cake, gifts, and birthday songs.
After over an hour of celebration, Sarang finally went to bed.
And at 6 AM, Yunjae led them for a run around the neighborhood, as usual.
Sarang finally understood Yunjae, who never adjusted to morning exercises.
When he couldn’t dream of being a swimmer anymore due to an injury, he ran whenever his mind was troubled.
Running gave her a brief respite from thoughts of Dohan.
She ran until her breath caught in her throat, trying to clear her mind of his image.
She humorously thought she might need to become a marathon runner to forget him completely.
Yet, despite her efforts, yesterday’s incident kept intruding her thoughts, and she often shook her head vigorously.
It must be the alcohol.
Years of resentment can’t disappear with just a ring.
The fact that it was our couple ring can’t erase the betrayal I felt from him.
How could I almost kiss him, forgetting everything?
Sarang increased her pace, running faster.
The original Korean paragraph consists of 50 lines. I will translate it verbatim into English, maintaining the same number of lines in the translation.
The thrill from yesterday tormented her heart, as if to be forgotten.
Even if it was the birthday gift she had desperately wanted, it was too late.
The scars in her heart were too deep to be undone by just that.
After finishing her morning exercise with Jiwoo’s help, Sarang left her room ready for work.
“I’ll be late today. Have dinner without me.”
“Another company dinner?”
Jiwoo, who took a day off to rest at home, saw Sarang out to the door.
“No, going to the hospital after work.”
“Weren’t you going to wait a few more days?”
“It’s suffocating. Can’t use my fingers, it’s inconvenient.”
“What if it gets worse?”
“I’ll ask the doctor. If it’s okay, I’ll get it removed.”
“Alright, take care.”
As Jiwoo opened the front door, Yunjae was also coming out of his house.
“Let’s go together. Need to stop by the convenience store.”
They walked down the corridor together.
Sarang asked if they shouldn’t be hanging out since Jiwoo wasn’t working, and Yunjae replied that it was too cold and home was best as they descended the stairs.
They were about to leave the building, laughing and chatting, when Yunjae suddenly stopped.
Sarang, puzzled, followed his gaze.
Dohan was standing there.
“We meet again.”
Yunjae greeted him first, but like yesterday, Dohan didn’t respond, just alternating his gaze between the two.
He seemed a bit flustered.
Seeing them together, he must believe Yunjae is Sarang’s boyfriend.
Sarang felt compelled to continue the act.
She had to explain to Yunjae, as she had to get into her ex-boyfriend’s car to go to work.
“The team leader told me to ride with Dohan until my bandage comes off. Going to the hospital after work, so just for today, Yunjae.”
With an awkward smile, she made her excuses, and Yunjae nodded, fixing Sarang’s disheveled hair.
Why is he acting so earnestly in this act?
Sarang felt guilty as if she had stolen her friend’s boyfriend, and she flinched a little.
She was determined to get rid of the bandage today.
It was heart-wrenching to keep bumping into Dohan every morning.
“Take care. See you in the evening.”
“Uh, yeah. See you.”
Yunjae bowed slightly to Dohan and walked towards the convenience store.
While Dohan watched his retreating figure, Sarang got into the passenger seat.
Only then did Dohan get into the driver’s seat and start the car.
“Are you feeling okay?”
Feeling the silence in the car was unbearable, Sarang spoke up.
Just out of concern, as his subordinate, for having drunk too much.
“You shouldn’t drink recklessly, even if it’s a welcome party.”
Dohan remained silent.
Where was the man who spoke informally when they were alone outside the company?
“Don’t just accept every drink. Learn to decline subtly.”
Realizing she had heard that advice before, Sarang closed her mouth.
It was the advice Dohan had given her at the freshman orientation.
“Don’t just accept every drink. Learn to decline subtly. No need to be a model student even in college.”
The original Korean paragraph consists of 50 lines. Here is the verbatim English translation with the same number of lines:
His memory disgustingly lingered in her mind.
“Our team leader isn’t that…”
“Do you live together?”
“What?”
His abrupt interruption left Sarang unable to hear the rest.
“With Jeong Yunjae, or is it three including Kang Jiwoo?”
Sarang remained silent for a moment.
It seemed his main curiosity was whether she lived with Yunjae.
How had things come to this point?
Slightly furrowing her brow, she briefly considered lying about living with all three.
But lacking such boldness, she spoke the truth.
“Yunjae lives next door. I’d like to live together, but Jiwoo might feel uncomfortable.”
Sarang sneakily turned her head towards the driver’s seat.
She was curious about his reaction.
Expecting a blank expression, she was surprised to see him resting his unoccupied left arm on the door, massaging his temple.
With a twisted face.
Was it because of her? She quickly shook her head.
Of course, his head would hurt after three bottles of soju last night.
“I’m getting my bandage off today, so don’t come to my house from tomorrow. Yunjae might…”
“Did you say it’s been three years?”
“…What?”
Dohan hardly concentrated on conversations.
Annoyed by his disregard for her words and his persistence on his own, Sarang frowned.
“The duration you’ve been dating Jeong Yunjae.”
“Yes, about that long.”
Why was he asking that all of a sudden?
She started fabricating a story in her head about how she started dating Yunjae.
But Dohan’s question was entirely unexpected.
“Are you planning to, get married?”
His face was contorted with pain, as if someone was choking him.
Sarang was momentarily speechless.
How should she respond?
If she said yes, Dohan would never approach her again.
She had wanted that when she lied to Dohan, so why was it hard to say it now?
Sarang remembered him leaning towards her lips yesterday.
Holding her heart about to burst, waiting for his kiss.
After a brief struggle, Sarang finally spoke with difficulty.
“Yes. We’re planning to get married after Yunjae graduates.”
She felt sorry for Yunjae and Jiwoo, but she didn’t want to be swayed by Dohan anymore.
When yandere male lead believes she loves him — but she never did
“How dare you!”
“How dare you make me love you, only to cast me aside as nothing more than a friend?!?
“I will never accept that.”
“I will never let you return to him.”
“Even if I have to burn myself to ashes.”
“Even if I must shatter my purity, my dignity, my very soul.”
“I will never let you escape me!”
This was the first novel that introduced me to the matriarchal genre. I’ve read it three times already!
At first, the male lead despised the female lead. Later, he misunderstood that she liked him, so he condescendingly and reluctantly reciprocated her feelings.
Then, he suddenly discovered that she was kind to everyone in the same way, and there was already someone she cherished in her heart, and that person was not him.
The male lead couldn’t believe it, he became angry and crazy. He was determined to capture her body and heart by any means necessary.
Synopsis:
Want to see how a green tea bitch male lead falls in love with the female lead?
Want to see how he flirtatiously pursues the female lead?
Want to see how he gets slapped in the face repeatedly?
The male lead is a green tea bitch, a poisonous lotus, jealous, ruthless, unscrupulous, with a venomous heart, and he’s also a delusional maniac.
The female lead is righteous, positive energy-filled, kind, a holy mother.
Let’s see how two people with extreme personalities come together~
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