Time had passed, but Ji An vividly remembered that moment.
“Shall we go eat kimchi stew now? To the restaurant that our daughter claimed to have extraordinarily delicious food.”
The moment she stepped forward, her gaze went to Jae Yoon’s shoes. The shoes he had worn last year, and the year before that, were worn out at the toe.
Once she became an adult, she realized that nothing was a given. The same applied to Jae Yoon visiting a shoe repair shop.
Ji An, with her arms crossed, said to Jae Yoon,
“Dad, let’s wear couple sneakers.”
“Sneakers?”
“I’ve been looking at a pair for us to wear as a couple. Let’s buy them while we’re here. The store is on the second floor.”
Having left the shoe store, Jae Yoon felt the passage of time looking at the sneakers he and his daughter wore side by side. Realizing how much his daughter, who had always insisted on pink shoes, had grown.
Happy Officetel Room 902.
Entering the living room, Ji An dropped the shopping bag onto the floor.
The space became lonely. The complex feelings tangled like threads in the quiet silence revealed themselves vividly.
“Just leave me alone for a while.”
As the golden sky darkened, Ji An’s phone rang nonstop. The caller was her mother, Eun Ji.
The time with her father had only been half a day.
She probably never intended to wait longer. Because her mother’s time revolved around her older sister.
It was only natural for her mother that Ji An and her father sacrificed for her sister.
Sitting hunched in front of the dandelion pot on the veranda, Ji An tapped the pot.
Her words lacked energy and were repressed.
“Do you not like it here? Would you prefer a sunny field?”
She picked a dandelion that had bloomed its seed head, and opened the window.
“I just wanted to make you special. Just because you’re common doesn’t mean you’re not precious.”
She muttered as she vigorously shook her outstretched hand outside.
“Whether a dandelion that blooms yellow flowers, or a dandelion that blooms white seed heads, they both bring happiness to people. I want to be such a person too. Not an ugly duckling.”
Looking out the window, Ji An hummed a song. Contemplating when she would no longer feel lonely.
Only when she saw a white midsize car turning the corner did she head towards the living room.
As she opened the front door holding a shopping bag with men’s perfume, a familiar silhouette appeared under the corridor light.
“Ha Joon! I met Dad today. Aren’t you jealous?”
Ji An stepped out into the corridor, craning her neck to meet his gaze and shuffling backward in front of Ha Joon.
Pretending not to see her, Ha Joon strode forward.
“Yoon Ha Joon! Can’t you see me?”
Thud.
“Huh?”
What Ha Joon thrust towards Ji An’s chest was a pink cushion. The one that had been bulging out from the knit dress she wore.
“Ah! This. I must have left it. Ouch. Thank you, our attorney Yoon. It’s quite uncomfortable to lie on the sofa without it.”
She stood on her toes to face Ha Joon, who was keeping his mouth shut and ignoring her.
As Ha Joon punched in the passcode for room 901, the entrance door opened with a beep. He pulled the door and blocked the entrance, turning his back on her.
Ji An’s forehead thumped against Ha Joon’s chest.
She lifted her head and asked,
“Ouch! Why?”
Ha Joon’s chest was hard, and he remained silent.
Ji An playfully knocked on his chest with her forehead.
“Oops. It’s a rock.”
“……”
He spread his fingers and held her head like a rugby ball, pushing her forehead as if to shove her away.
Ji An cried out in a hurry.
“What? Why?”
There was no answer, and the door to room 901 cruelly shut, leaving Ji An who was pushed back. It was utterly cold and merciless.
The precise number 901 on the door, the beige iron door, the shopping bags in her hands, and the pink cushion.
Taken aback by Ha Joon’s unexpected rudeness, Ji An was stunned.
“What’s this? This brutal doorslamming? Why is he acting like this? He should explain, hey!”
She stared at the iron door like a fortress in disbelief. He had never acted like this before.
Ah! There was one time.
It was the day when Yeon Woo’s aunt said, “I wish I had a daughter like you.”
When I responded, “I’ll be your daughter,” Ha Joon shoved me out and slammed the door! Even though it was a memory from when we were very young.
Ah! There was one more time.
One day when I hit puberty.
It was the day the report cards were released, and I, who had achieved high grades after a long time, opened Ha Joon’s room without knocking.
Just like now, exactly like now, Ha Joon, who was changing his school uniform, walked towards me in his underwear, grabbed my head like a rugby ball, threw me back and slammed the door!
Ji An knocked on the door and yelled,
“Open up. Before I unlock and enter.”
She heard the sound of a double lock mechanism from behind the heavy iron door.
Such a petty boy.
Ji An clenched her fist and banged on the door.
“Yoon Ha Joon.”
Bang, bang. Bang.
Becoming a beloved child was always a homework for Ji An.
Therefore, she knew better than anyone how scary the rejection and silence of those who should be on her side could be.
Ji An couldn’t turn back. Because Ha Joon had always been on her side.
Around the time her hand was about to give up from all the knocking, she heard a familiar electronic sound, and the handle fell down with a clang.
Ha Joon stood face to face with her, opening the heavy iron door and casting a shadow on her forehead.
His voice, firm as a knife, dropped tersely,
“Don’t you understand? Even after seeing that cushion?”
“Cushion? What about the cushion?”
Ha Joon suppressed his emotions and looked down at Ji An.
I asked you to refuse politely.
There were days when the pattern of his life was disrupted due to Ji An.
Although he considered it natural to look after her, Ha Joon had no place to vent his frustration.
It wasn’t that he disliked it. But there were days when he was a bit exhausted.
With a long, low sigh, he spoke.
“How about we live separately? Stop being a parasite.”
“What?”
“Live well. Kim Ji An.”
The door was cruelly closed again.
Parasite?
Without giving her a chance to run, Ji An’s mind became dazed, as if swallowed by a black hole.
How dare he say such a thing? Between us?
All she wanted was to boast about today’s events.
Though the only place she could boast about meeting her dad was with him, this was too much.
Suppressing her selfloathing, Ji An shouted.
“It’s not parasitism, it’s symbiosis. Yes, let’s live separately. Let’s see who regrets it more.”
She who clenched the cushion kicked the tightly closed iron door. A dull and heavy sound echoed in the hallway.
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.
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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!
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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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