Chapter two

Warm rays of sunlight crept through each gap in the light green curtain, Lee Seunghee woke up with a headache after a night of being immersed in a sea of dunes. His throat ached from the indiscriminate amount of alcohol poured in, he ruffled his red hair and exhaled with difficulty. Stretch yourself comfortably over a tired body.

Looking around, I realized that this was not his room, the room belonged to a person with artistic blood. The main color is white combined with pastel green, creating a cool look to the eyes. Small but not pushy, a great room. Unique paintings, most of which are images of wine bottles rolling but not cluttering on a green grass. He guessed that the owner of the room was very knowledgeable about wine, the details on each type were meticulously carved.

Pausing his interest in the room, he opened it and walked out. Sharing the same color scheme inside the room, he spread it step by step. On the light ivory-white sofa, the boy's elbow rests on the arm of the chair. The left hand rests on the chin with the eyes closed, the right hand rests on the book on the lap to keep it from falling to the floor. The wind blowing from the balcony gently swayed the shiny black hair, fluttering on the delicate white face. A beautiful scene, very beautiful, well worth admiring.

He squinted his eyes so hard that he could see who it was. Clutching his hands, it was Hong Hanseok who annoyed him from yesterday until now. However, it suddenly appeared in front of him, his appearance was still very leisurely. But, you can't just blame someone who doesn't know anything.

Approaching the other person, his body seemed to be controlled by someone like a puppet. The hand was already in the other's hair, and caressed it. Very soft, different from his hair because of bleaching, which is a bit messy. The other man woke up and looked up at him. Sharp eyes with curved tails, together with eyelids like a crescent moon. For comparison, an aristocratic British cat is a wonderful perfection.

He thought to himself: "A beautiful cat elf?"

Hong Hanseok looked at the man who still had his hand on his head in confusion, is it too much alcohol to cause mental problems?

"Please, let go of my hands. I've got all my hair tangled up!" He voiced a warning.

He was a bit familiar with his voice, just couldn't remember where he heard it. Seeing that I was too careless, I withdrew my hand. Rubbing the tip of his nose, his eyes turned to the window to avoid.

He spoke up to answer the question: "Yesterday, when I went for a walk, I saw you lying on the bank of the Han River. I couldn't leave you there, I didn't know home. I had to bring you to my house."

He was surprised that he didn't use honorifics, but his words seemed lighter than before, shrugging thinking "Who likes messed up hair, idiot".

He went back into the room earlier, leaving him outside to continue sightseeing. Okay, my house is as small as his two rooms combined. He frowned thinking, "How can you live in such a small place, it's so cramped".

"Don't frown, I usually wear two sizes larger. So it must be comfortable for you!" He handed him a classic tailcoat and black skinny jeans.

Looking at the clothes in his hand, he unconsciously sighed and looked at him, asking: "Is there any outfit that is a bit normal. It's not just that I don't usually wear something like this, or a pair of Loose Fit Jeans?"

The corner of his lips curled up, his eyes narrowed into an arc. Seunghee looked at the smiling face commercially, implicitly admitting "Like three crescent moons arranged in a triangle!"

He shrugged, shaking his head to say no. Give whatever you wear, don't ask for it. He had to go to the bathroom to change in the direction he pointed.

Red hair peeked out through the bathroom door, looking at him questioningly. He looked back at the person brushing his teeth and staring at him, he laughed. "Look silly too!"

Hands in pants pockets, feet walking along the person in front of you. Lee Seunghee frowned, just yesterday he demanded revenge on the bookworm Hong Hanseok. Going to school together again today. Although it was accidental and forced, but "I can't die!" Kicked the stone in his way and quickly passed him.

The curious eyes when he saw him and him together, the talk about his breakup were also there. He secretly praised, "The information is too fast, my design student is also amazing."

He misunderstood that he wanted to reclaim the suit so he followed forever, making him want a cup down to Lee Seunghee's dazzling head.

Holding his anger down, he replied in a voice: "younger sibling! Is it possible to change the question of concerns more? can ask if I have the same math class as me today. Now put it aside, let i go to tclass."

When he went to class, he was about to enter, when a red-haired guy half a head taller than him stopped in front of the door. He turned and asked him a silly question, "What are you doing with me, tomorrow I'll have someone wash it and send it to you?"

Hearing that, he was also a little embarrassed, moving to the side acting like when he was at his house. Raise your hand to scratch the tip of your nose, eyes averted to avoid. The corner of Hong Hanseok's lips was slightly raised.

While he was dumbfounded, a hand patted him on the back, and a voice said, "Is it a new idea to join the 'dating show' or something?"

It was Wen Sunhwi's voice, removing the hand on his shoulder in annoyance: "What a crap program, there's a bit of trouble, so let's borrow some stuff!"

Wen Sunhwi hugged his stomach and laughed, he quickly dragged him out of the class. Leaving Hong Hanseok inside, the evil smile from the night before reappeared. His eyes narrowed in an arc, looking very satisfied.

Advanced math class went by in a boring hour. The teacher's greeting caused students who hated math to rush out of the classroom, like prisoners being acquitted.

For Hong Hanseok, it was just a trivial matter, he leisurely walked down the hallway. The voices and laughter of the guests resounded in the classroom, contempt welling up in Hanseok's heart.

"Spontaneously changing dishes surprised me, Hymin!"

Hearing her friend's mockery, the girl named Hymin replied: "You're so stupid, that Seunghee is both rude and hard to trick. A lamb would be easier to lure in, wouldn't it?"

"A lamb?" Hanseok didn't think so himself, the corner of his lips curled up again. Not the evil smile of last night, not laughing for good, not even for joy, but laughing unconsciously. A scornful, mocking grin at stupid cheese-loving mice who think they're cobras.

Turning in the opposite direction and going down to the dining area, saw her sitting at the middle table.

"A predator wouldn't be so predictable, lady!" He thought to himself.

Just as she was about to sit down, she lazily walked over. Tap his shoulder, raise his sweet voice. It was different from the sour voice that had the taste of withered lemon from before.

"Senior Hong can I talk to you for a bit?"

He nodded and stood up, about to go to a quiet place when she grabbed her. He wondered, "What's wrong, don't you want to talk to me?"

She wanted everyone to see, so that it was difficult for him to refuse. Waved his hand in response: "No, no need to bother. You can say it here!"

He smiled brightly, nodding waiting for her to continue. Taking the green box from her best friend's hand, she said softly: "Actually, you helped me the other day. I had some feelings for you, after finding out... I think I fell in love with you. It's a bit sudden, but do you know love with just one look?"

The sentence ended for a while, the eyes of the people around were focused on him and her. But there was no reply from him, his face froze as if he saw something strange.

The Hymin girl who saw this continued to say hesitantly, holding the gift box in front of him: "Can I, can you become my man?"

When this sentence was uttered, Hanseok's face involuntarily lowered. It was dark, no one could see him smiling at the angle. The smile was bland, as if this was a bad comedy.

Hymin saw that he didn't speak up and was also frustrated in his heart, worried that he would refuse. Just humiliating in front of everyone, while slapping himself with the statement that he would possess him.

Just as he was about to continue, he quickly snatched it up: "You know, I hate being told about love in public?"

The question and Hanseok's cold face officially silenced her, her face pale. Hymin's interesting face made him smile again as usual, the warm and inspiring voice of the head of the school said: "But you are a lovely junior, so I will let it go."

Taking the gift box from Hymin, deliberately touching her hand made the girl's face red.

"I'm very grateful for the gift. As for the emotional part, I'm very sorry." Finally, he bowed his head ninety degrees in apology, then smiled and turned away.

Hymin's face darkened, pulling his hand back. Something soft and wet, with the characteristic smell of lipstick, applied to Hanseok's lips. She kissed him in front of everyone, which he didn't anticipate. The kiss was still there, she tried to conquer him. However, a little bit of response Hong Hanseok did not answer. The eyes drooped down. It's dirty.