Woo-jin was using a braille information terminal to read what he had written in braille. After reading for a while, he sighed softly and ran his fingertips over the braille with his thumb.

The braille on the terminal was made of sharp plastic, so if touched for a long time, it would make the fingertips sore. Though he couldn’t see, his fingertips were probably all red by now.

There was only paper to read by hand, but pulling out all this manuscript was a cumbersome task. Moreover, it was difficult to make corrections on the braille printed on paper.

Seol Woo-jin was curious.

Suddenly, Su-yeong’s words came to mind.

What could she be curious about? Is she curious about what I’m like or curious about what it’s like to not be able to see…

It might be curious about what it’s like to be 100% blind, but even that made him question why he was curious.

Seol Ji-hyeon and Grandfather tried to help themselves, who couldn’t see, somehow. Even now, they were working hard for the welfare of visually impaired people. But they were family…

Kim Su-yeong was a stranger, so why? Well, Na-eun was also a stranger, but she never stopped pushing Woo-jin to do something, to be independent.

But Su-yeong felt different from Na-eun. He couldn’t know what was different, but he didn’t feel pressured by Su-yeong.

While others knew me when I could see, did she see me from when I couldn’t? Or maybe because she doesn’t compare the sighted Woo-jin to the one now? No, it’s not that she doesn’t, but that she can’t.

He felt both relieved and regretful at the same time.

If they had met back then, he could have seen what this woman looked like…

But when I was 19, Kim Su-yeong was 15? She must have been in middle school. Even now, she’s blunt, but back then, she would have been even more so.

Middle school student Kim Su-yeong would have been attractive. Probably smaller than now. Or not?

Girls mature early. It might have been similar to now…

Even now, when he sees a handsome man, he can’t pull himself together. Back then, he would have been worse, right? Chasing idols, joining fan clubs, and all that…

It was just imagination, but somehow, anger welled up.

Suddenly, thinking that he hadn’t paid attention to his overall physique lately, he stood up to exercise.

But then, his phone suddenly rang, and a voice informed him of the caller.

Jung, Na, Eun. Jung, Na, Eun.

Woo-jin hesitated for a moment to answer or not, then picked up the phone with the call button.

“Hello.”

It’s me. Were you sick?

“…Uh.”

Couldn’t breathe? You used to be like that when you were excited or not feeling well, right?

“…Why did you call?”

After a brief silence in response to his dry voice, Na-eun spoke cheerfully.

Deliberately speaking more cheerfully, it was evident, and Woo-jin listened to her words with a bitter expression.

I found some parts to correct in the manuscript of in the revision. The times have changed now, right? So, there are parts I want to modify to suit the current generation. Is that okay?

“Tell that to Seol Ji-hyeon.”
Dash: How is Ji-hyeon oppa going to revise this? The author should do it.

“How can I revise all these manuscripts? I’m busy.”

You just need to take it step by step. There’s also an opinion about uploading it by episode. Not all at once. So, fixing it little by little should be okay.

Woo-jin quietly clenched his forehead. It was his debut work, and he had enjoyed writing it a lot. At that time, he was immersed in that world to the extent that he didn’t care about Grandfather’s contempt or Father’s pressure.

Since it was a work he wrote in his younger days, it might seem childish now, and there would be a lot to correct.

However, he didn’t want to revisit the time when he had sight. Remembering that era made the present feel more miserable, and he wanted to avoid it as much as possible.

However, saying such things in front of Na-eun would hurt his pride, so Woo-jin didn’t say anything.

But Na-eun, who had always valued her feelings more than the other person’s, still seemed to think her work was more important than Woo-jin’s feelings.

What if I come to your house, and we revise it together? The team leader has entrusted this task to me entirely. I want to do well.

Honestly, that was an excuse to see him again.

The relationship with him was more important to her than the success of on the platform. Moreover, the team leader subtly pressured her by realizing that she had a personal connection with the author, so she needed to become friends with Woo-jin again.

Whether Woo-jin knew her feelings or not, he continued to remain silent.

Na-eun checked the screen, thinking that the call might have been disconnected, but the call time was still going up.

“Woo-jin.”

I… I’m not interested in that novel. If you want to revise it, do it yourself. You know everything.

“Is it because you find it uncomfortable to meet me?”

No, it’s not like that.