Visible Love (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 6
Because I ate breakfast late and had to go to the library, I always found it awkward to eat lunch before heading off to my part-time job.
Thinking I’d just grab a quick lunch at that house today, Su Young bought two cup ramens from the convenience store.
She only needed one, so why she bought two was a mystery. She decided to stash one in the pantry there and eat it tomorrow.
She entered the house—again completely empty, as expected—after punching in the password.
The moment she stepped inside, having taken off her shoes, she spotted a small pink pair of slippers. They even had an elastic band at the back, so they wouldn’t slip off or drag on the floor.
Could it be… for me to wear?
Even as her mind wondered what to do if they weren’t, her feet slid right into the slippers. They fit perfectly, felt cushiony, and somehow made her feel cared for, lifting her mood instantly.
But wait—maybe he didn’t leave them out for me and just put them there because he disliked something? The kitchen still showed no sign of anything having been eaten. Did he clean up right after eating? Or was he just constantly starving?
At the thought of him starving, her stomach suddenly growled. Eager to finish cleaning quickly and eat her ramen, her movements became brisk.
Though she couldn’t clean as meticulously as her aunt, she felt it was clean enough by the time she tossed the rag into the laundry basket and filled the kettle with water.
Worried the boiling sound might annoy him again—“It’s too noisy”—she poured the water into the cup ramen before it had fully boiled.
Hmm… smells great.
Maybe because of the smell, her stomach churned even more. The moment the four-minute mark passed, she eagerly took a big bite, standing right at the sink.
“You—what are you eating?”
There it was again—that melodic voice. Was it not just his hearing that was sharp, but his sense of smell too? Did all other senses intensify several times over when you couldn’t see?
Slowly turning around, Su Young saw that manga character standing at the kitchen entrance.
He’d even put on a white knit sweater, though it wasn’t cold. It suited him well—then again, he’d look good in anything.
“Ramen… would you like some?”
Feeling as if she’d been caught red-handed eating alone, Su Young asked, her face flushed. As expected, his reply was a refusal—but strangely worded.
“I don’t eat hot food.”
Ever since living alone, Woo Jin had deliberately avoided hot food. If he accidentally burned himself, dealing with the aftermath would be a real hassle.
“You haven’t had lunch yet, right?”
At the word “lunch,” his previously quiet stomach suddenly let out a loud gurgle. It probably had something to do with the ramen smell he hadn’t smelled in ages.
“Finish eating and ventilate afterward. I hate lingering smells in the house.”
Woo Jin turned to leave the kitchen, his face slightly flushed.
Hearing his stomach growl, Su Young moved toward him, intending to let him taste at least one bite of her ramen.
Sensing her presence close by, he flinched and stepped back a few paces. When his back hit the wall, frustration washed over him—he had nowhere to escape.
“Move!”
“Let’s eat together.”
“I said move!”
As Woo Jin instinctively twisted his body to slip past her, a sudden “Kyaa!” came from the side. Startled by the scream, he hunched over tightly.
“What? What is it?”
Reaching his hand toward the blurry light, he felt soft fur at his fingertips. Hair…? If he could touch hair at that height, it meant she was bending over…
“Are you hurt? Did you get burned?”
“Ah, just stay right there. Stay still. It’s your foot.”
At the word “burned,” Woo Jin’s body stiffened again. Could it be…?
“You were holding the cup ramen, weren’t you? Did you spill it?”
“No, I was bringing it to you, Seol Woo Jin.”
Su Young said, clutching the front of her hoodie drenched with ramen broth. Thankfully, she’d dodged quickly enough to avoid a major disaster, but the broth had touched the skin under her T-shirt, stinging sharply.
She’d only approached to offer him a bite of ramen—how did this unexpected disaster happen? Just thinking about what might’ve happened if she’d spilled it on him sent chills down her spine.
He can’t see. Please be careful—he really can’t see. While mentally repeating this like self-hypnosis, Woo Jin suddenly shouted.
“How many times do I have to say it? I can’t see! What if you’d come at me holding scalding broth!”
His anger only grew stronger from guilt. But Su Young, gripping her T-shirt, quickly began wiping the floor with a cloth.
She wanted to apologize, but instead, she blurted out something surprisingly bold due to his irritated tone.
“Could you please stop yelling? I’m not hurt, so it’s fine. Just stand there. I’ll clean it up quickly.”
“…Are you really okay? Are you sure you didn’t get burned?”
“I’m fine. Don’t move.”
Noticing Woo Jin’s voice trembling slightly, Su Young spoke deliberately in a calm tone to reassure him.
She’d seen multiple times how his gaze followed her movements. Because of that, she couldn’t fathom at all how blind he actually was.
All she’d wanted was to let him taste a bite of ramen, and now this disaster had happened… She decided never to offer him food again. No—before that, hot food was absolutely banned in this house.
But… a life without ramen? Wasn’t that just pitiful? Not all visually impaired people avoid ramen, right? Maybe he was just being unusually fussy about it.
Once most of the soup and toppings were cleaned up, she rinsed the cloth again and began wiping the floor thoroughly. Woo Jin remained perfectly still, just as she’d instructed.
His eyes still followed her every move.
“All done. Phew, that was tiring. This house is too big. Doesn’t it feel wasteful—almost luxurious—to live alone in a place like this?”
Trying to ease his tension, Su Young deliberately said something off-topic. But he just stood frozen in place like a statue.
Honestly, he wanted to return to his room, but after unintentionally shifting a few times, he’d lost his bearings.
He’d have to touch things around him to figure out directions, but he didn’t want to fumble aimlessly in front of her.
Seeing him flush and run his hand along the wall behind him, Su Young realized he was disoriented.
Since he couldn’t see, he must normally pay close attention to directions and step counts even at home—but now, he clearly couldn’t find his way.
Guiding him by holding his hand would make things easier, but he seemed to hate being touched even more than death itself. Unsure what to do, Su Young finally asked him,
“If you dislike me touching you… is it okay for you to touch me, Seol Woo Jin?”
“What?”
“I mean, would it be okay if you touched me? You’ve touched me a few times before, I think…”
Though the phrasing sounded odd coming from a woman, Su Young spoke so matter-of-factly that neither of them felt it was strange.
“If it’s okay for you to touch me, would you hold onto me and move together?”
“…No need to hold. Just explain.”
Woo Jin stepped away from the wall and said curtly.
“Why don’t you sit at the dining table? Let’s eat ramen together.”
“Why are you so obsessed with ramen?”
Even after all that commotion, he still couldn’t understand why she kept insisting he eat ramen.
“We’re both hungry, aren’t we? Ramen tastes good and smells great. Don’t you want some? I must’ve had a premonition—bought an extra cup just in case. There’s rice in the fridge too; let’s heat it up and share. Okay?”
Since he avoided hot food, he probably hadn’t had ramen in a long time. Yet his stomach had growled at the smell earlier.
His pride likely stopped him from asking for some himself, but he clearly wanted it—so she kept encouraging him.
After hesitating for a long while, Woo Jin reluctantly approached the dining table, wearing a displeased expression. It baffled him how he couldn’t fully resist her insistent offer, just like he couldn’t stand up to Seol Ji Hyun.
[This is the timeline separator]Someone tapped Su Young on the back while she was watching YouTube with her earphones on. It was her senior from the same department, So Yeon Ho.
“Senior So.”
Everyone else called him “Senior Yeon Ho,” but Su Young always called him “Senior So.” At first, he’d been bewildered by the inconsistency, but now he’d just accepted it—as if it were a special nickname only she used.
He’d just been discharged from the military and was now retaking the teacher certification exam. He’d vowed to give it one more year; if it didn’t work out, he’d join a private school.
“Have you given up on getting a job? Always buried in novels and YouTube… Just prepare for the certification exam like I am. That way, your mom won’t pressure you as much.”
He handed her a coffee he’d just bought from the hallway vending machine.
“I don’t want to invest years into something with no guarantee of success.”
“Then why not join a big prep academy as a lecturer?”
“I already spent a year at a big academy. It’s no joke—you have to develop all the teaching materials yourself, give up your weekends during exam season, and teach late into the night. You can’t even go on dates.”
Su Young replied with casual frankness, making Yeon Ho stare at her in disbelief.
“Are you a kangaroo kid? Do you want to become a writer? If so, just come clean with your mom and pursue writing. Stop loitering in the library.”
“You need input to produce output. And lately, I’ve been doing part-time work.”
“The housekeeping job you’re doing for your aunt? Even your part-time jobs are so… unusual.”
“What’s so weird about it? It’s actually high-paying—two hours and I earn two million won.”
“But weren’t you going to give it all to your aunt?”
“But I think I’ll ask for about 30 percent. The emotional toll has been too much.”
Su Young sighed deeply, prompting Yeon Ho to ask with a puzzled look.
“What’s so emotionally taxing about it?”
“The homeowner… Never mind. It won’t last much longer anyway. Better not say anything.”
“What? Is the homeowner making your life hard? Disrespecting you because you’re a housekeeper?”
Yeon Ho’s voice suddenly turned harsh.
Su Young thought it would’ve been easier if he’d just disrespected her outright—she could’ve confronted him then. But this? She couldn’t name this confusing feeling.
Because Woo Jin had insisted on getting directions rather than letting her guide him by the arm, Su Young coded his movements step by step—“left three steps, right two steps”—until he was seated at the table. She then scooped half the ramen into a bowl for him.
Thinking one cup wouldn’t be enough for two people, she heated the rice from the black lunchbox and placed it in front of him. He picked up his chopsticks and began eating the ramen with the practiced ease of someone who could see.
He savoried it like someone trying ramen for the first time, eating so deliciously that Su Young ended up giving him her entire portion despite his protests.
After gulping down that cup of ramen, he quickly finished a full bowl of rice too—proof enough of just how hungry he’d been.
Maybe he hadn’t been eating because it was too much trouble to prepare meals alone without sight?
After finishing lunch so quickly, he didn’t forget to remind her to ventilate the kitchen as he left. Though his nagging should’ve annoyed her, her mood somehow turned strangely soft.
What is this? Pity? No, it felt different from pity.
Pride like a mother feeding her picky son? No. It was closer to the feeling she’d had in high school when she’d eaten tteokbokki for the first time with her secret crush.
But why? With that grumpy guy? Was it because I’ve never had a real relationship, so I’m emotionally starved? Am I really this easy—happy just from sharing a meal?
No, no. This was entirely because of his face.
They say “seeing something beautiful stirs desire”—if your heart didn’t flutter after sharing a meal with a face like that, you couldn’t possibly be a woman. This was only natural. Absolutely natural.
Watching Su Young distractedly shake her head, then nod, while sipping coffee, Yeon Ho clicked his tongue.
I need to get her employed soon and take her away from this… Her NEET lifestyle seemed to be worsening her condition.
“What were you watching on YouTube earlier?”
Yeon Ho asked, downing the rest of his coffee. Su Young finally snapped out of her daze and looked up at him.
“Oh, Senior So—did you know visual impairment varies greatly among visually impaired people?”
“Really? I thought ‘visually impaired’ just meant you couldn’t see.”
“Some people can’t see even light, while others can see large letters. They’re called ‘low-vision visually impaired.’”
“Oh? I didn’t know that. But then, shouldn’t people who can see a bit not call themselves visually impaired? They can see, after all.”
“But apparently, they still can’t write properly. Sometimes, when they go to the bank and ask for help writing, people give them weird looks—like, ‘You just read the numbers on the screen, but now you’re saying you can’t see and need someone to write for you?’”
“Huh. But why are you suddenly researching this? Planning to volunteer?”
“Huh? No, I didn’t research it—just, you know…”
Su Young mumbled evasively, sipping her now-cold coffee. It was true she’d grown curious about visual impairment after meeting Woo Jin. Yeon Ho sat beside her and asked,
“Got your part-time job again today?”
“Yeah. I need to leave by 1:30.”
“So you’ll eat lunch before going? Want to grab tteokbokki together?”
Since he didn’t have teacher exam prep class today, Yeon Ho rarely offered her lunch. He’d even looked up a new tteokbokki place near the library, knowing she loved it.
But unexpectedly, Su Young shook her head.
“I ate breakfast late, so I’m fine.”
“But you still need to eat lunch. I heard the new tteokbokki place near the library is really good.”
“Well, that’s true….”
As she spoke, she suddenly thought: Maybe I should get some tteokbokki to-go. If he liked ramen, he’d probably like tteokbokki too—definitely.
“Where is that tteokbokki place?”
When Su Young asked, Yeon Ho’s eyes lit up as he answered.
“You know that takeout coffee shop we often go to? It just opened right next to it.”
“Really?”
Regardless of Yeon Ho’s hopeful expectation that they might go together later, Su Young decided to leave a bit early to buy the tteokbokki and bring it with her.
Ji Hyun stared at her younger brother’s face in wonder as he checked the email from that housekeeper.
“That housekeeper brought ramen? So what? Did you scold her for the smell?”
Woo Jin frowned and replied,
“What are you talking about? We even ate it together.”
“You ate ramen? With that woman?”
“Ugh, if you’re done checking the emails, move!”
Woo Jin pushed past his incredulous sister and pulled out a chair to sit down. Ji Hyun stepped back and kept staring at his profile, still shocked.
“Did you throw up after she left?”
“No.”
“No?”
“I said I didn’t!”
Woo Jin shouted, clearly irritated. Ji Hyun carefully continued,
“But you used to throw up every time you ate ramen. Are you feeling better now?”
Woo Jin didn’t answer. He’d eaten ramen on the day of the accident. Ever since regaining consciousness, whenever he occasionally ate ramen, he’d always thrown up.
Whenever he ate ramen alone, he’d smell something burning, which upset his stomach. So when he’d smelled ramen again that day, he’d panicked.
But as soon as he realized it was her eating it, the burning smell vanished. The moment the smell disappeared, his appetite returned.
That’s how, after ten years, he was finally able to eat ramen again—with a woman named Kim Su Young.
When yandere male lead believes she loves him — but she never did
“How dare you!”
“How dare you make me love you, only to cast me aside as nothing more than a friend?!?
“I will never accept that.”
“I will never let you return to him.”
“Even if I have to burn myself to ashes.”
“Even if I must shatter my purity, my dignity, my very soul.”
“I will never let you escape me!”
This was the first novel that introduced me to the matriarchal genre. I’ve read it three times already!
At first, the male lead despised the female lead. Later, he misunderstood that she liked him, so he condescendingly and reluctantly reciprocated her feelings.
Then, he suddenly discovered that she was kind to everyone in the same way, and there was already someone she cherished in her heart, and that person was not him.
The male lead couldn’t believe it, he became angry and crazy. He was determined to capture her body and heart by any means necessary.
Synopsis:
Want to see how a green tea bitch male lead falls in love with the female lead?
Want to see how he flirtatiously pursues the female lead?
Want to see how he gets slapped in the face repeatedly?
The male lead is a green tea bitch, a poisonous lotus, jealous, ruthless, unscrupulous, with a venomous heart, and he’s also a delusional maniac.
The female lead is righteous, positive energy-filled, kind, a holy mother.
Let’s see how two people with extreme personalities come together~
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