Next day.
Sunday.
February 13.
Sunlight enveloped the area with a warm feeling.
A young man and a dog taking a brisk walk...
His hair was wet with sweat, and he strained until he was tired. After walking a long way, he took the earphones off his ear and stopped the music. He walked over to the bank and sat down, pondering the huge bottle he had just bought.
He lifted his head up, drops of water mixed with sweat and ran down his neck. The Adam's apple was moving. When the bottle was completely finished, he closed the cap and threw the bottle at random without even turning his head.
A passerby would warn, sorry you can't litter on the ground!
However, the bottle, which was thrown before it could move, ended up in the trash.
Man "..."
Silently he walked away.
The white hair was intertwined, long and almost reaching his eyes. He opened the second bottle, poured water on his hand, and rubbed his neck.
He lowered his head and poured some of the water from the bottle into his hair. The hair got wet, running tiny drops of water.
He lifted his head again, pushing back the hair covering his forehead, revealing a smooth forehead.
After running his fingers through the white hair, he threw the second bottle in the trash, which was completely finished.
"Wow! How do you do that?"
He slowly looked back on the bench he was leaning on lazily.
Brown hair, black eyes like obsidian. He was taller than he was, but due to his friendly expression, he looked like a smaller person when he stood next to him. After all, Yun made her feel mature due to her reckless and unsocial appearance, looking more adult than this person.
He sat next to her and spoke, leaning on the bench.
"Man, it's pretty hot today for February, really! Still I say pour the ice-cold water over your head, won't you be on fire and be an idiot?" He spoke freely as he placed both hands behind his head.
Yun: Where did that come from?
Law: hehehe...
Yun looked around indifferently.
"What are you looking at? Oh! Mastiff!" He got up excitedly and looked at the dog with bright eyes.
"Is it your dog?"
"No"
"Oh" looked back at the dog, then back at him.
"By the way, my name is Naraf, nice to meet you!"
Yun:...
"Aren't you going to tell me your name?"
Naraf asked, sitting down on the bench again.
"Yun"
"Yun! Ah your name reminds me of the dead child of the Ji family… though he had just woken up, he couldn't be called dead anymore…"
He approached her and spoke in a whisper.
"Do you know the second youngest of the Ji family?"
"I know," Naraf spoke with more enthusiasm as he turned his head and looked at her.
"There's a rumor that he committed murder. And his grades are terrible, which is normal for someone who has just woken up from a coma, but… they say he's a faggot really?" She approached him curiously.
Yun:...
"When she came back after a year she disappeared, she was in terrible shape. They say her face is ugly, so she doesn't make any friends."
"He was expelled from school for getting into a fight, and rumor has it he stabbed the principal..."
"She has a younger brother, and she was forcing him to dress like a girl-" she stopped suddenly and swallowed, "Hahaha, bro, why is your face so black?" she asked.
"Are you pretending to be evil? Hey, like a punk about to start a fight, did I mention you're really good at acting? Anyway, are these rumors true?" He was asking seriously.
-crack!
Naraf turned his head to where the sound came from and saw those thin, soft, weak-looking fingers intertwine with the wood. Pieces of sawdust fell from between his hands.
"Wow! You're so strong! But-"
"Oh, stop, hey, don't come!"
"What? What's going on! Oh, let me go!"
"Oh! Put me down! Oh I didn't say throw it!"
Naraf looked at the boy as he patted his back aggrievedly. "Why are you doing this?"
Clapping his hands, Yun simply asked.
"Who did you hear from?"
"Huh?" Naraf did not understand.
"I wonder who started the rumors"
"Haa!" Understanding the situation, he shrugged and said nonchalantly, "Everybody knows."
"Hey! Don't go!" Ignoring him, Yun turned around. If he stayed any longer he would go crazy.
[I took a picture of the two of you side by side. If I uploaded it to the internet and asked which one of you was a girl, I swear they wouldn't choose you]
Yun took out the phone while ignoring it.
He glanced at the screen, scrolling through the messages. The last message was sent yesterday.
- Leiji cafe. Provide protection and stalk. Be careful not to be noticed that you are being followed.
Leiji was the cafe run by his mother.
She wrote the message she.
-Find the head of the rumors about Ji Yun-
After some hesitation, he deleted the message back. He could not occupy his labor and time with simple gossip. These were as absurd and unnecessary as trying to spit in the sun. It was no harm to him.
She didn't even need to look back as she moved forward, the dog following after her.
As he walked towards the house, he thought the name Naraf sounded familiar.
He seemed to have heard it somewhere.
It stopped abruptly.
Naraf...
Naraf is the sole heir of Qang from the five great families.
Qang Naraf.
20 years old this year. He has many acquaintances and admirers because he is not arrogant and condescending and is extremely social. He is an honest person and a person who has no secret pot from anyone. He's also brave and kind.
He was a smart, quick-witted and talented individual. He had connections with many people and on top of that he was successful, everyone could see that his future was bright.
For Yun, his first impression of this person was that he was a 'bumblebee'.
He took out the cigarette and lit it. He whispered vaguely as he took a deep puff of smoke.
The words disappeared in the smoke.
"Main character..."
-To be continued-