When the steam from the rising tea diffused like a sea mist over his face, it even felt like looking at a painting.
It’s not because of the beef.
A handsome face is a handsome face, and elegance is elegance.
Me, Sam Young. A cool guy who admits when he should.
Sam Young, his guard down over the beef set, smiled contentedly to himself.
Then, suddenly, he snapped back to reality.
“What did you say brought you here again?”
At his question, San turned his gaze slowly.
“I came to greet.”
His elegantly parting lips, as if under hypnosis, dripped a languid voice into Sam Young’s ear.
“I’m going to be seeing a lot of you, so I wanted us to be friendly.”
“……”
“I hope for your cooperation.”
At that moment.
A gust of wind, like the early winter chill, swept through the still space.
The spreading fog like a moon halo permeated into the scene where the two sat opposite each other.
Slowly, the expression on Sam Young’s face, which was blankly staring at his eyes and lips, began to fade.
Just before the quickly approaching cloud obscured the moonlight.
His eyes, black like obsidian, stirred up a color reminiscent of diluted grape wine.
When the moon was completely hidden by the clouds and revealed again, it shone dark as the forest at dawn.
As red as blood, as deep blue as dawn.
The oddly alien gaze for a human, revealing different colors depending on the light, caught his eye.
“Can we get along well?”
When he asked, Sam Young nodded his head with halfclosed eyes.
“Of course.”
“……”
“We’re going to be the best partners there are.”
Like a man out of his mind.
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.
.
After the day San had visited.
For days, Kang never once slept deeply.
There was no guarantee that the man who had hidden his form would appear in her dreams for her again.
As always, she endured as much as she could, cycling between shallow sleep and wakefulness.
Then, whenever her consciousness began to drift even a little,
“Ah!”
…… she invariably had a nightmare.
That terrifying, greedy darkness swallowed her whole and ruthlessly devoured her soul.
It felt like blood was slowly draining from her toes.
Slowly. Slowly.
Like a withering plant.
How did I survive the time when you were not around?
Life that had returned to the starting point was getting messed up every day.
‘Have we met before?’
‘I don’t know.’
‘……’
‘I only remember seeing you on TV, Seo Kang.’
The conversation that ended without a proper try was still lingering in her ears like regret.
She had picked up and put down the phone countless times.
She thought about contacting him again while looking at the number San had left, but soon gave up.
“Give up.”
If all this was her delusion, she would only be a crazy client to him.
She painstakingly erased the eleven digits that were embedded like a scar and brought up an internet window on the screen.
The company’s lecture SNS account had been uploaded a while ago.
It was to convey news of her wellbeing and that she was carefully considering her next work.
As if they had been waiting, the reporters began to spread the news, and the entertainment section was soon plastered with rumors of her comeback.
Kang clicked on one of them and slowly scrolled down.
The photo that the company had posted on SNS was included exactly in the article.
Her face in the photo, when it was taken, she did not know, felt strange.
When she looked up at the mirror, there was a face that had become worn out from not being able to sleep for several days.
Whiiing
Only the noise of the espresso being extracted from the machine filled the silence in the kitchen.
As always, Kang mechanically brewed the coffee, gulped it down like a pill, and greeted the night.
.
.
.
The early morning, before dawn had broken.
She, who had been tossing and turning all night, barely managed to get out of bed.
Stepping onto the carpet, she just managed to shake off the feeling of weakness that seemed to suck her feet in, and left the house.
The air brushing against her cheeks was chilly.
It was a moment when she once again felt the season that had changed while she was resting.
As she opened the door to the van waiting in the parking lot, Sam Young’s booming voice burst out.
“Good morning!”
His greeting was just as usual, regardless of the gap.
However, there was someone who had taken Kang’s attention to the point where she couldn’t hear his voice properly.
For days, all day, the one who wouldn’t leave her head,
“Did you sleep well?”
That Han.
The sight of him, sitting with his long legs crossed in the back seat and offering a leisurely greeting, was unbelievably annoying.
While it was quite a surprising sight, Kang’s expression quickly turned cold as if nothing had happened.
Did I sleep well?
No. I didn’t sleep well.
Because you weren’t there.
She responded only in her mind as she got in the car.
But the surprises didn’t end there.
“Han. I’m going to get coffee, do you drink Americano?”
“Yes.”
“Okay, then wait a bit. I’ll go get it quickly.”
“I’ll go get it.”
“No, no. I’ll get it.”
Hearing their conversation, Kang momentarily doubted her own ears.
What was with the suddenly cozy tone and the uncomfortably familiar honorifics?
She clearly remembered the tense atmosphere that flowed between the two men until they last parted.
When did they let go of their words?
While she was confused, the car headed for the usual coffee shop.
As soon as Sam Young got out of the car to buy coffee, Kang asked Han directly.
“What happened?”
“What’s going on?”
“Even when you two broke up, the atmosphere wasn’t like this.”
Without sparing her a glance, he finally turned his head.
“Oh, that.”
Slightly tilting his chin, San spoke nonchalantly.
“We met separately once.”
“……”
“Because we wanted to get closer.”
Despite hearing the answer, her unease only grew.
After all, SamYoung was someone who still kept a respectful distance from company people he had known for years.
Moreover, she remembered that he had unintentionally upset San.
Therefore, it was hard to accept the man’s words that ‘we met separately to get closer’ at face value.
“Did you threaten him by any chance? Said you wouldn’t leave him alone if he annoyed you?”
At her bold choice of words, San chuckled softly.
Seemingly, Seo Kang and Lee SamYoung knew each other well, maintaining a rather exclusive relationship.
“Both the director and SamYoung, neither of them are people that can be easily manipulated, but for some reason, everything is easy for you.”
“……”
“Just like people who are enchanted.”
Her tone was almost interrogative.
But, against Kang’s probing, San only offered answers as if he wanted her to hear them.
“I guess I was bewitched.”
His casually uttered words startled her and her gaze quickly returned to him.
San, who had been sitting casually with his legs crossed, leaned back comfortably and smiled placidly.
As if asking if there was any problem with his response.
For some reason, Kang did not perceive his previous response as a joke at all.
It might be an absurd assumption, but
“I guess I was bewitched.”
That absurd statement seemed incredibly credible to her.
Male lead is a clingy little husband
One-line summary: The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
Introduction:
One day, Lu Yuner’s soul transmigrates into a female-dominant world. She enters the Imperial Academy and takes up the position of a doctoral instructor, teaching classes and grading schoolwork.
One day, she encounters the young prince Su Qingwan secretly skipping class from the male academy.
As a result, Su Qingwan is punished.
From then on, Su Qingwan sees Lu Yuner as a “thorn in his side”.
But before long, this “thorn” becomes the person he cherishes most, and he goes to great lengths to win Lu Yuner’s affection.
Mini scene 1:
One day, the sun is high in the sky but Su Qingwan still hasn’t gotten up for class.
Servant Xiaoyuan: “Young prince, it’s time for class. You’ll be late otherwise.”
Su Qingwan says arrogantly: “I’m not going. I am the esteemed prince, my status is so noble, why should I suffer this hardship? Besides, isn’t learning all this just to please women? Hmph, they’re not worthy!”
Mini scene 2:
After Su Qingwan falls for someone, he completely changes. He no longer skips class and diligently learns how to be a good husband and father. But he discovers that Sister Yuner is always surrounded by admirers.
Drunk and overcome with jealousy one day, he clings to Lu Yuner, crying beautifully like a pear blossom in the rain.
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan likes Sister Yuner.”
Lu Yuner: “Young prince, you’re drunk.”
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan isn’t drunk. Qingwan likes Sister Yuner, likes you so much, likes you to bits…” Before he can finish, Lu Yuner’s eyes flash with emotion and she leans in closer.
[Reading Guide]
1. The female lead is gentle, gracious, humble and polite but not weak. The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
2. 1v1, a bit torturous in the beginning but definitely sweet later on.
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