* * *
Yueul watched the scenery fly by through the window.
It was Friday, the day most people looked forward to because it meant the weekend was just around the corner.
But to Yueul, the weekend didn’t feel like a break. It just meant he’d be stuck at home all day—with Wooheon.
They already spent the whole day together, but being in the house with him was different.
At the association, there was open space, but the house felt closed in. If something happened, there wouldn’t be anyone to help him.
‘...Maybe I should go out?’
But having spent most of his time at the anthropomorph school avoiding people, Yueul had no friends.
Going to a café alone was out of the question because he didn’t have any money.
On his days off from part-time jobs, he usually just lay around, sometimes taking walks up the hill in his weasel form.
“Do you do anything special on weekends, Mr. Kang?”
Yueul asked.
“Why do you want to know?”
