Ji An opened her mouth as Dan Woo put down the sausage he had placed on her rice. Did he know how much such a trivial act could stir her heart?
“It’s a voluntary affection deficit. Don’t disturb my feelings ambiguously with things like this.”
“When I think about it, I feel like I have a slight voluntary excess of affection. That’s why I really want to do this.”
Dan Woo grinned as he put the sausage back on Ji An’s rice.
It was a confusing night, more due to impulsive thoughts overflowing than an excess of affection.
She, who fought with numerous thoughts alone, was innocently building an iron wall.
Ji An pointed her chopsticks at him, ready to pierce, and asked,
“Why are you looking at people with such strange eyes?”
When her chopsticks hit Dan Woo’s, a clear sound rang out.
Dan Woo recalled Ji An, whom he had met again in this house. The way she curled up, clutching her chopsticks at the sound of thunder.
“Can you use that chopstick technique?”
“Woo Dan Woo! Just eat quickly. I need to wash the dishes.”
“I’ll do it.”
Dan Woo, pointing to the yard with his chopsticks, finished his sentence.
“Go and play in the yard.”
After finishing tidying up the cluttered kitchen, Dan Woo inserted a capsule into the coffee machine.
He sat down in front of the island kitchen table, his gaze directed at the yard.
“It’s a big problem. I shouldn’t get used to that view.”
He saw Ji An, wearing a fluffy coat that reached down to her knees and fluffy, furlined slippers.
The way she hopped around, then crouched down to look at the withered grass.
And the way she tucked her hands deep into her pockets, brushing back her hair flying in the cold wind as she walked.
Dan Woo muttered words like a pledge to himself, suppressing a peculiar feeling.
If I have to forget, I just forget.
At that moment, Ji An, who was shielding her eyes from the dazzling sunlight and stepping on the winter grass, looked back at herself and laughed brightly.
“What do you mean, forget? How can I erase that face?”
Dan Woo took a deep breath. Just looking at her was breathtakingly beautiful.
Remembering, and missing the person in those memories, was all part of his own doing.
So, under the premise of just one day, he decided to spend time with Ji An.
Dan Woo, who had placed coffee on the table on the terrace, widened his strides and moved.
As he approached Ji An’s back, he stopped.
His face was reflected in her eyes as she tilted her head back and squinted.
Dan Woo couldn’t tell whether his heart was beating or had stopped. It was because Ji An’s back was touching his chest.
The man who shielded her from the sunlight with his large hand and smiled brightly asked her,
“Do you want to go out and play?”
“Play?”
“A media art museum. Have you heard of it?”
Ji An turned around and looked up at Dan Woo.
There were indeed many places she wanted to visit in Jeju Island.
She had been to several exhibitions, but her itinerary had always consisted of hills, forests, libraries, bookstores, and markets.
She asked him,
“Together?”
“Of course, together.”
Ji An, who had been asking with a drawn mouth, turned her back and looked up at the sky.
When she furrowed her eyebrows, his large hand once again made a shade.
She couldn’t think of any other reason for the warmth she felt from Dan Woo behind her. She wanted to be with him.
Turning her head slightly, she answered Dan Woo,
“I’ll go. To the media art museum.”
Their laughter was added to the colorless landscape, which was nothing more than a gray wall and withered grass.
As she stepped into the media art museum, Ji An’s eyes widened in amazement.
The virtual space created by light and sound filled her field of vision, and her voice was filled with excitement.
“So, there was a place like this.”
With his hands in his coat pockets, Dan Woo nodded as he slowly moved forward.
There was one reason he had wanted to visit this place.
It had attracted attention not only domestically, but also internationally, and although it was a different field, he was curious because it involved computer programming.
He thought it could be actively used for promoting not only the Eagles League but also Play Round.
Although he didn’t volunteer to become the representative of Play Round, he wanted to create a Koreanstyle composite multishop.
While watching Ji An, who was far ahead, Dan Woo muttered to himself,
“That little duck seems to be having a blast.”
It was a beach exhibition with waves rushing in and out.
Ji An, who had taken off her sneakers and socks, was running away from and approaching the virtual waves, laughing happily.
As his field of view was filled with Ji An, Dan Woo struck his heart, which was beating louder than thunder, with his fist.
“Stop hitting it so hard.”
He picked up the small sneakers he had neatly taken off and approached Ji An.
He bent his knees in front of the incoming wave and put down the sneakers.
“Put these on. It’s slippery.”
“I’m just trying to get in the mood. The sea in front of the house felt like my feet would freeze.”
“Did you do that by yourself?”
Male lead is a Love-Obsessed Merman
When he discovers she has gone, he risks everything to pursue her on land, enduring agonizing pain to transform his tail into human legs…
One-line summary: Male lead chases female lead. The male lead’s love is a bit sick, an invincible love brain.
Synopsis
During a voyage at sea, Jiang Yang accidentally captures a merman.
Servant: I heard that mermen are fierce and brutal.
Jiang Yang looks at the merman obediently rubbing her palm like a puppy: “You call this fierce and brutal?”
Servant: I heard that mermen have no human nature.
Jiang Yang looks at the merman with wet puppy eyes, obsessively calling her ‘A Yang’ like a childish infant: “You call this having no human nature?”
With great difficulty, she releases the merman back into the sea and returns to shore.
Who would have thought that in less than half a month, the merman, who should have been freely wandering in the South China Sea, would shed his scales, endure the pain of losing his tail, transform into human legs, and come ashore to find her?
He kneels at her feet, rubbing her palm, with merman tears rolling down: “A Yang, don’t abandon me.”
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