My Perfectly Flawed (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 3
A leisurely Sunday noon.
The modern black desk had been vibrating since a while ago.
The man, who had been staring at his gleaming phone, merely tapped his fingers on the desk, showing no intention of answering the call.
Though the ringing finally cut off after a long while, the steady rhythm of his tapping didn’t stop.
Seated in his study at home, Ki Yeon was recalling the woman he’d bumped into at the club yesterday.
Nam Yu In, her eyes softened by alcohol, had grinned at him foolishly.
Meeting a woman who looked exactly like Nam Yu Jin—just as he’d heard—had been pure coincidence.
Ziiing—
This time, it wasn’t a call but a message notification that vibrated.
Ki Yeon glanced casually at the lit-up screen. The sender was, as before, “Ji Han.”
Since his settings displayed messages without hiding them, the simple content was immediately visible:
[Yu In, why aren’t you picking up? I’m going crazy with worry—]He didn’t need to read further—the rest was obvious.
The name saved in his contacts seemed too impersonal for a boyfriend, yet the other person’s reaction felt too intense for anything less.
What exactly was this persistent caller alternating between calls and messages?
While Ki Yeon was lost in curiosity, a long, continuous vibration sounded again.
It must be them again. But this time, the name on the screen made his tapping fingers freeze instantly.
‘Mom’
Without hesitation, Ki Yeon pressed the answer button and brought the phone to his ear.
“Yes.”
—……
Despite having called first, the person on the other end remained utterly silent.
Yet even that silence seemed to whisper it was Nam Yu In, and Ki Yeon had to bite his lip to suppress a smirk.
He spoke first, since his counterpart remained quiet.
“Nam Yu In?”
—……So it’s there.
Yu In’s resigned tone suggested she’d hoped he wouldn’t answer, but he pretended not to notice.
“Well, the owner abandoned it, so I picked it up and kept it safe.”
—I wouldn’t just abandon it like that.
“No? You ignored my calls and left anyway.”
—……Ah.
Her voice was as delicate and slender as her appearance, brimming with awkwardness.
He could almost picture her expression—rolling her eyes, wearing the same uneasy look she’d shown him all night.
He’d never seen her older sister make such a face. Despite their identical looks, their personalities were clearly worlds apart, Ki Yeon thought.
Nam Yu In—the younger sister of actress Nam Yu Jin.
Ki Yeon had already known about her even before meeting Yu In in person yesterday.
Nam Yu Jin had always insisted on keeping her private life strictly shielded from the public, and Ki Yeon was the one obligated to uphold that.
To do so properly, he needed to know everything about Nam Yu Jin in meticulous detail—her family background included—so of course he’d known Yu In existed.
Even so, their uncanny resemblance had confused him—until the moment their eyes met up close, and he instantly realized they were complete opposites.
Everything about her—the atmosphere she exuded, her expressions, her voice, even her gestures—was the polar opposite of Nam Yu Jin.
Only after asking her name just to be sure did he confirm she truly was Nam Yu Jin’s younger sister, Nam Yu In.
Of course, even if she really was Nam Yu Jin’s sister, it wasn’t his business what she’d been doing in the corridor of that exclusive members-only bar.
Yet, for some reason, leaving her—so transparently pure and bright in her laughter—amid that den of questionable characters didn’t sit right with him.
It was just a whim. Simple kindness. Nothing more.
—That… I’ll come get it myself if you leave it somewhere convenient. Where would suit you?
Her words clearly conveyed she didn’t want to see him, and Ki Yeon frowned as if someone had scraped a nail across his nerves.
What made Nam Yu In so uneasy and anxious? He’d only done her a favor.
In a sudden fit of petty mischief, he decided to provoke her further.
“Why?”
—……Huh?
“Don’t you want to see me?”
—Ah… No, it’s just—I didn’t want to bother you if you’re busy.
“It’s Sunday today. Even the busiest people take weekends off.”
—……Right. Of all days, it just had to be Sunday.
“Just had to be?”
When he repeated the grating phrase, Yu In murmured softly, “That’s not what I meant.”
Her tiny voice sounded exactly like a puppy whining, and Ki Yeon had to swallow another laugh.
He’d forgotten his earlier irritation—and even that he didn’t particularly like animals.
“Should I come to you, or will you come to me? Choose.”
With someone as indecisive and overthinking as Nam Yu In, you had to drive the point home firmly.
Normally, Ki Yeon wouldn’t even offer a choice—but he made a rare exception for her.
After a long pause, Yu In finally sighed deeply and replied,
—I’ll come. Where should I go?
****
SJ Hotel Lounge Bar.
The lounge, specially renovated with great care by the hotel’s owner, boasted a luxurious interior blending sophistication, elegance, and vintage charm, making it popular among the wealthy.
The premium private rooms, featuring floor-to-ceiling glass offering panoramic city views, were nearly impossible to book without advance reservation—but that didn’t concern Ki Yeon.
He’d invited her here partly to subtly show off his influence, yet Yu In seemed utterly uninterested, looking only uncomfortable.
“What would you like to drink? Coffee? Their cake here is delicious too.”
“Just coffee. No cake, thanks.”
When she quickly shook her head at cake, Ki Yeon chuckled.
As expected, Yu In had been ready to grab her phone and leave the moment she arrived—but after he reminded her he’d helped her last night and found her phone today, she reluctantly agreed to stay for a quick drink, treating it as settling a debt.
He had no hidden motives. It was pure curiosity toward someone he likely wouldn’t have met otherwise.
And, admittedly, Nam Yu In’s reactions were just too entertaining.
“Ice?”
“No. Hot, please.”
She answered softly, then bit her lower lip tightly with her teeth.
Ki Yeon noticed the habitual gesture—he’d seen it several times yesterday—and it drew his attention even as he placed their order.
Was that her nervous tic? It looked painful to bite that hard.
Suppressing a faint smirk, he asked politely, “Did it take you long to get here? Of all days, it had to be the weekend.”
She must have caught his emphasis on “had to be,” because her shoulders, draped in a thin beige coat, flinched slightly.
“It didn’t take that long.”
“How’d you come?”
“By bus.”
“Hmm.”
So the younger sister of Nam Yu Jin—who ranked among the nation’s top earners and was infamous for emptying entire department stores quarterly, filling vans with luxury clothes, shoes, and bags to haul home—took the bus.
It was ironic that Nam Yu Jin, with such extravagant spending habits, hadn’t even bought her beloved younger sister a car.
Could it be she forbade her from getting a driver’s license for safety reasons?
Well, admittedly, those docile, gentle-looking hands gripping a steering wheel did seem a little unsettling.
Ki Yeon rested his chin in his hand, lost in thoughts Yu In could never guess.
Now that he looked, Yu In’s outfit today was strikingly plain.
A burgundy knit sweater beneath her thin coat complemented her pale skin perfectly. Fitted jeans showed her leg lines clearly.
Her long, straight hair was neatly combed down, and her face was untouched by makeup—refreshingly clear.
Ki Yeon thought this understated look suited her far better than yesterday’s glamorous styling.
Just as he couldn’t take his eyes off her, a soft knock sounded at the door.
The sliding door opened, and a staff member entered with a tray, placing their order on the table—along with assorted cake slices. Yu In let out a small, surprised “Oh.”
After the staff bowed and left, Ki Yeon grinned, having altered her order without asking.
“They’re genuinely delicious—go ahead and try.”
“Oh… okay.”
Yu In replied reluctantly and predictably didn’t touch the cake—or even the coffee she’d requested—merely fiddling with the cup.
For a while, only soft classical music filled the space between them, until Ki Yeon broke the silence.
“Why were you there last night?”
“My friend’s birthday.”
A friend’s birthday.
Ki Yeon recalled hearing somewhere that the bar he frequented operated alongside a regular club.
He hadn’t known they were connected by a corridor, but it was easy to deduce that Nam Yu In—a mere 23-year-old university student—had gone to that very club with friends.
“Where’d your friend go, leaving you alone and drunk, wandering around? You’re not a lost puppy.”
Her delicate fingers, reaching for the large mug, froze mid-air.
For the first time since entering the room, she looked directly at Ki Yeon—her pupils wide, eyes slightly glistening.
Ah. He’d thought her eyes looked like that only because she was drunk, but apparently, that was just how they naturally were.
He wondered what she’d look like crying. She’d probably be stunningly beautiful with tears in her eyes.
Catching himself entertaining a dangerous thought, Ki Yeon quickly pressed a finger to his lips to hide his rising smirk.
Something in his expression must have unsettled her, because her voice now carried clear discomfort.
“I was heading home and mistook it for the exit. The door was open, so I thought…”
“So you’re the type who drinks so much you can’t even find the exit?”
“No.”
“Do you go to that club often?”
“Not really.”
“So you only went because it was your friend’s birthday, and had no choice but to drink?”
“…Yeah, I guess.”
Her replies grew slower, her eyes flashing with unspoken accusation: Why do you even care?
Yet she answered every question precisely, and despite sensing her reluctance, Ki Yeon found himself wanting to keep talking—like a mischievous boy cutting a girls’ jump rope and running off.
Noticing her lips twitch slightly as if wanting to say something, he prompted firmly, “Go on.”
“You must be the kind of person who’s usually kind to strangers.”
“Me? I don’t waste time on things like that.”
“Then why were you kind to me?”
“Ah. Because you’re special, Nam Yu In.”
Responding to her probing question, Ki Yeon threw out an even bigger bait.
Yu In’s gaze darted around in confusion before finally settling back on him.
“I don’t really understand what you mean.”
“No? Your coffee’s getting cold—drink up.”
—……
Most people, after all this, would either grow curious about Ki Yeon or demand an explanation for his words.
But Yu In just fell even quieter than before, staring fixedly at his faint smile.
Her thoughts, usually so transparent, were unreadable this time—so Ki Yeon simply watched her in silence.
What was going on in that tiny head of hers? How would she react now?
But Yu In shattered his expectations completely—suddenly lifting her full coffee cup and starting to drink.
After gulping it all down, she set the empty cup firmly on the table and held out her hand.
“I’m done. Now give me my phone.”
“Nam Yu In.”
“Hurry up. You promised.”
Her frozen expression was remarkably firm.
Amused by how consistently she defied his expectations, Ki Yeon reluctantly reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out her phone, honoring his promise.
The moment he extended it, she snatched it quickly.
“You’re leaving?”
“Yes.”
“I’ll drive you.”
As Ki Yeon started to rise from his seat, a firm “No” cut him off instantly.
Yu In was already at the room’s door—her stance radiating determination not to be caught again.
Before he could speak, she raised a hand to stop him.
“Don’t.”
“Don’t what?”
“Anything you’re about to do.”
—……
“I hope we never run into each other again.”
“Please.” The last word wasn’t audible, but her lip movements made it clear enough.
The door slid open with a soft whoosh—and before it even closed fully, Yu In had vanished from sight.
Hah. What was that about?
Baffled by how she’d bolted at the mere words “you’re special,” Ki Yeon let out a defeated laugh.
He stared at the door she’d exited through for a long moment, then murmured,
“Well, she’s cute.”
That was all he thought of Nam Yu In.
He added, “At least I wasn’t bored these past two days—quite entertaining.”
And just like Yu In had said, Ki Yeon firmly decided they’d never meet again.
Male lead says he’s pregnant — and it’s female lead’s child
Something seems a bit off about this world.
Wang Zhao thought as she watched a pregnant man walking towards her…
Intro
Female lead finds herself in a world where the men who possess the ability to bear children.
As she navigates this unfamiliar reality, she is caught off guard by the sudden appearance of her boyfriend, who reveals that he is pregnant.
Is this truly her boyfriend?
Why can’t she recall any details about their time together?
She begins to doubt whether the child her boyfriend is carrying is even hers.
Is there a hidden reason behind her amnesia, or could it be a side effect of her sudden arrival in this strange new world?
Just when it seems the protagonist’s life couldn’t become any more entangled, her ex-boyfriend makes an unexpected appearance, raising questions about the protagonist’s past.
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