“…What?”
Hyeju’s eyes widened.
His voice was nonchalant, as if discussing the weather. However, the meaning contained within it was as hot as if it would burn Hyeju.
“When something like this happens, don’t people usually ask ‘Who are you?’ instead of ‘What?'”
“I feel like I’ve heard something unbelievable, that’s why.”
“Yeah, well. Kang Juwon must be lacking something to like Oh Hyeju. That’s what I think.”
“Excuse me?”
“He’s an amazing person to that extent.”
Juwon chuckled and messed up Hyeju’s hair.
“You’re right.”
Juwon rested his hand on his forehead and met her gaze.
“Oh Hyeju, I like you.”
Thump thump, her heart pounded, and her cheeks blushed like never before.
Receiving such a confession was a first for her. In high school, it was through notes, and in college, she received them through text messages, but to receive a confession in person, with words.
“So this is how it feels… to receive a confession.”
It felt like an unseen seed sprouting in her chest.
The feeling of stems growing quickly under the shining sunlight and blooming flowers, filling her entire body with a fragrance.
Juwon smiled softly towards Hyeju, who had a surprised face and was only able to open her mouth.
“So don’t rush. No matter how you confirm it, the sheath is with you.”
“Ah…”
The moment someone falls for someone else is sometimes engraved in colors. Exploding in a pink hue like a flower bud, and sometimes in a refreshing green hue.
At this moment, Hyeju felt trapped in the clouds. The light that descended all around her dazzled her like shimmering silver fish.
In the midst of that brilliance, Juwon was there. His confession was calm, but it carried a passionate heart. There had been countless moments when I was confused about whether I had fallen for Kang Juwon, but for the first time, I wasn’t confused.
I fell for Kang Juwon.
And I fell hard.
The moment a smile formed on his usually cold face was so beautiful that I couldn’t take my eyes off him.
“Do I have to answer now?”
“What would you say in response?”
“I would lie.”
Hyeju pressed down the immediate desire to answer with a resounding “yes.” She couldn’t be hasty in such a serious matter, just as the saying goes, “Don’t tap the stone bridge three times.”
“Don’t do things you’ll regret from the start.”
Juwon didn’t rush her. But that didn’t mean he completely let her off the hook.
“I’ve never fallen for anyone before, but I don’t have a forgiving enough nature to take back a woman who rejected me.”
Oops. Is it because of my anxious mood that I’m already getting impatient?
Hyeju panicked inwardly but didn’t show it on the surface.
“You won’t regret it?”
“I’m a hundred percent sure I will.”
“And I’m a thousand percent sure I won’t.”
“The word ‘percent’ itself represents a proportion out of a hundred. That is, how much out of the whole. So, theoretically, a thousand percent…”
“Ah, forget it, forget it! Geez, you’re such a stickler, really.”
The tense atmosphere suddenly turned playful. As Hyeju sat quietly, gazing at the flowing river, she felt a fluttering sensation and fidgeted her fingers.
“But when did you start liking me?”
“Don’t be annoying.”
“Oh my, is it so difficult for you to answer that one question?”
“You answer first. Will you go out with me?”
“No? I’ll pass.”
“That doesn’t count as an answer right now.”
“Why do you get to decide that? Didn’t you say earlier that the knife handle was with me?”
“Yes, it’s with you, and you swung it at me, but I dodged just now.”
“Where is it then?”
The voices of the two arguing people merged over the flowing river.
Hyeju looked at Juwon with soft, narrowed eyes.
She always thought confessions were heavy.
Sharing one’s heart with someone was a difficult task for both the giver and the receiver.
But Juwon’s confession was different. His endlessly sincere confession naturally moved her heart.
He didn’t rush her, but Hyeju was finding her own answer.
Seungwon met Dahee on a dark Sunday evening when the darkness had settled.
He thought they should meet at least once before going to work, but he was reluctantly pulled out because of Dahee, who kept calling him like a persistent debt collector.
Seungwon with a stoic expression and Dahee looking restless sat across from each other with coffee between them.
“Where have you been all this time? Couldn’t reach you all weekend.”
Dahee opened her mouth while gauging the atmosphere.
“I was just taking a break.”
Seungwon replied briefly, as he didn’t think any words he said would be what Dahee wanted to hear.
“I see.”
An awkward silence followed.
In this almost empty coffee shop, the quiet music felt even louder. If he had known, he would have chosen a more bustling place.
“Did you eat before coming out?”
“No… I didn’t have an appetite, so I didn’t eat.”
“I thought so.”
Dahee seemed noticeably thinner in the past two days. Seungwon felt sorry and burdened as he watched her fidgeting with the coffee cup while swallowing her dry saliva.
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.
