I opened the internet browser and searched for plane tickets. Entering the departure and arrival dates with a short two-day interval over the weekend. Naturally, I typed ‘Kyushu’ in the destination box. Then, as my gaze moved down one line, it stopped. Returning to the box where I wrote ‘Kyushu,’ I recalled a snippet of the conversation I had with Jun yesterday.
“Then you’ll be staying at that house for the next two weeks?”
“No. I’ll probably stay in Tokyo for this week. I purposely scheduled events in Tokyo for that week. After everything is done, I have to come back.”
“Yeah…”
“Why, do you dislike Tokyo more than Kyushu because it’s far from Seoul? You don’t like the distance getting farther?”
“I never said anything like that.”
“Well, since I just said it, you’ll probably start thinking that way now.”
“…It’s the same. Even if we’re just 1 meter apart, it’s still heartbreaking if we can’t touch each other.”
“…Yeah.”
Like a breeze gently blowing and making you forget, loneliness quietly moved between our conversation that day.
On that day, in the end, I couldn’t help but express my sadness. I also remembered Jun’s voice, responding positively with a playful tone to my words.
Today was a clear day with bright sunlight. As soon as I mentioned that part of the conversation, it felt like the quiet autumn, forgetting its original pace, was approaching me step by step.
I thought once again that I should go meet you. I felt the need to get closer to you, so the distance between us wouldn’t feel so heartbreaking.
However, there was one problem.
Jun would be in Tokyo throughout this week. Although he vaguely mentioned he might return to Kyushu on a Friday or Saturday, I didn’t know the exact date.
It wouldn’t be good if he returned on Friday or Saturday since I planned to make time to meet Jun. Just one day of error would be like wasting half of the journey.
I wanted to surprise him secretly.
But I had no choice but to open the messenger. As inconspicuously as possible, as if I weren’t asking because I had some ulterior motive. Just a brief and straightforward question. I only wanted to ask when he would return to Kyushu from Tokyo.
That’s what I thought…
“Jun-ah. Just out of curiosity, are you going to Kyushu on Friday, or is it on Saturday?”
After pressing Enter and waiting for Jun’s response, I reread the sentence I had just written. And my eyes widened as much as my mouth.
Oh no, what should I do…
I mistakenly wrote ‘I’ instead of ‘you’ in the part where it should have been ‘you.’ Moreover, the typo was so seamlessly integrated into the sentence that there was no trace of it being an actual mistake. It was a surprise. The sentence asking kindly which day would be good to meet him was right in front of me.
And at that moment, the number 1 next to the sentence disappeared into the blue background, as if mocking me.
In the impulse to recover the disappeared 1, when I felt like I wanted to cry and lie down, Jun’s message floated up.
“Really coming?”
…It was a typo.
But even in those five letters, Jun’s excited feelings began to emerge. I didn’t want to suppress Jun’s floating emotions now.
“I’m coming.”
“Oh, I can’t handle this already.”
…Yeah, I was planning to. Secretly.
Even if I say it was a typo now, it seemed like I would be told to treat it as if it never happened.
“Iharu, if you’re about to say something about leaving me, stop here. I’m genuinely excited right now.”
…So, I shouldn’t have gotten excited now.
I felt like a soldier who had become lost, swaying without finding a way out. A soldier trapped in the dilemma of making a vow that I must go meet you to break free from this path.
“Seeing you not responding makes me uneasy. By the way, don’t try to avoid it. I already figured it out.”
…Alright, stop whining, Kim Jun.
The surprise I planned for today already felt like it had disappeared into the back alleys of history. Someday, as time passed, I thought I might reminisce with Jun about the surprise I had planned for him. So, it was a case of self-inflicted misery.
“I didn’t even think of avoiding it. I’m going to see you. Because I miss you.”
“I’m coming to see you. Because I miss you.”
“I want to hear it in words. Just say what you just said.”
…I don’t know how to deal with this heart that has started to race like crazy without any warning. With just that one sentence, so easily. So impulsively.
“Um… Let’s talk about that when we meet.”
“What a convenient excuse.”
“But I don’t mind hearing that excuse.”
“I think I can wait quietly.”
A smile resembling a big emoticon began to appear on my face.
Perhaps, thanks to my small mistake, I had already conveyed to Jun that I was ready to receive his excitement. Perhaps we could share the same shape of excitement, and as each day passed, it would swell even more.
“Oh, right. What I asked earlier?”
“What did you ask?”
“The day you’re coming back to Kyushu.”
“Oh. Then, will you take the Saturday evening flight? I’ll be heading back that Saturday morning.”
The surprise really has gone down the drain. Jun is even specifying the exact day.
“Yeah, Saturday.”
This time, I responded with anticipation rather than self-deprecation.
However, the messages that were popping up alternately suddenly stopped. Did something happen? When I was about to write that if he was busy, he could contact me after finishing work, Jun’s words appeared as if stopping my hand.
“But you…”
“Yeah?”
“Never mind.”
“Why, what’s wrong?”
Another message popped up hesitantly.
“When you come. Are you going to stay at our house?”
Why She Is Still Unmoved (Female-dominant)
One-line summary: He uses various methods to seek her affection, but she remains unmoved.
Synopsis:
Si Qingyu is a doctor who has saved countless lives and enjoys tranquility.
Luo Shaoxuan is ruthless, deeply scheming, and the top young master in the capital. He admires Si Qingyu.
Luo Shaoxuan: I want to be the only one in your eyes and heart.
Features a cold and calm female lead vs A noble and scheming male lead.
There will be both sweetness and torture towards the male after their marriage.
