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Dream Lover 01

It was last fall. When the air we breathe becomes colder than before,
I left for Taji without any particular reason. There was no particular reason.

I think it was just at that moment, when I was really having a hard time holding on.
When I just want to rest a little, when I don't even have the will to live tomorrow.

It was a trip that I left on like that without any plan.

There was no one to stop him, and even less anyone to care.

I've been saving up money for a trip so far,
Carrying a dusty carrier in which I often stored clothes and food.

A trip I took alone.

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Bang bang-. The sound of a horn permeating the alleyways without stopping.

The city on Friday night was bustling with people no matter the time.

The sky was dark, but the ground beneath it was unusually bright.

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Today, as usual, I drank two bottles of soju at a street food stall near my company in the early evening, and I felt like I was starting to feel a bit out of it.

The red table in my sight,
And as the crimson tent slowly began to fade...

""Wow, senior, you drank all this by yourself?""

Because the focus was right and there was someone visible.

""What the... Jeon Jungkook?""

"Wow... Senior, you're almost done with the food?"

As if we had been together from the beginning, Jeon Jungkook pulled a chair over to the table next to me and sat down next to me, naturally ordering another glass of soju.

He is a junior in the same department who joined the company two years later and is two years younger than me.

"You drank two bottles without any snacks-?"

"···Why are you here?"

"Because I don't have a woman to be with."

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"Senior, you're in a particularly bad mood today."

""Yeah. It's especially like that today.""

""That manager's kid is acting up again?""

""···Ugh. Seriously, I almost quit my job today.""

Yeo-ju naturally reached out to the bottle of soju that had not yet been opened, and Jeong-guk slapped her hand away.

Then he stopped Yeo-ju by saying that she would really be fired tomorrow.

If it were normal, I would throw a tantrum and ask, "What are you doing stopping me?"

But today is a little different.

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"···What is it? Why don't you do as you always do?"

""···what.""

""You should be annoyed with me. Who are you to be doing this?""

"··· ···I don't have the strength to do that."

Even Jeongguk could see that Haejoo looked completely different from usual.

No matter how difficult it was at work or how badly I was treated, I've never been this discouraged.

"Senior, you don't look in good condition right now. Let's just go home. I'll give you a ride."

""Okay, I'll go home.""

"I know. I know, but I don't think today is the day."

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""Get up, even if you drink, go home···""

"I won't be coming to work for a while."

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""I don't think I'll be able to see your face for a few days, so just sit down.""

Only then did Jeongguk slowly release the hand that was holding Yeoju's wrist and sit down on the chair.

So you decided to do that in the end? He asks and pours soju into a glass without saying anything.

"For how many days?"

""15th. I'm going to use up all my accumulated vacation days.""

"Where are you going-"

""To a very far away place.""

""You're not telling me where?""

""Yeah. I think you'll come looking for me if I tell you.""

Jungkook, who lowered his head and smirked, saying, “How did you know?”, poured alcohol into the glass in front of Yeoju, just like he had stopped her earlier.

It was a good thing I had a drink with my senior today.

"Wow... I'm already feeling lost. How am I going to live my company life?"

Even for a moment, he keeps complaining to Yeo-ju, saying things like, "I feel like quitting just thinking about the department without Yeo-ju. It must be hard."

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Last night, after drinking three more bottles of soju with Jungkook, Yeoju came home half-souled and took out a carrier the size of her body from the closet.

The carrier, which had not been brought out into the world for several years, was covered in dust, and the female protagonist had a hard time cleaning it up. She says that all the alcohol went away while cleaning the carrier.

And this morning, the heroine packed one more bag she always carried, checked her passport, which was always in the bag, and was about to leave the house feeling refreshed - but then she noticed her cell phone, which she habitually kept in her coat pocket, and took it out.

"···You don't need it."

The heroine fiddled with the gray hard case that was attached to her phone, then turned it off and threw it onto the bed.

Looking at the overturned cell phone, I smile weakly, put my feet in the shoes on the doorstep, and open the front door cheerfully and go out.

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It was a series of fairly smooth events. I bought a perfume that I had chosen after sniffing around at the duty-free shop, exchanged enough money to buy a house while traveling, and even gave directions to a blond-haired foreigner wandering around the airport.

I just think I'm free for the time being

I'm already feeling excited.

Especially when giving directions to foreigners, it made me realize that my English skills are average.

He's not dead yet, you know. He's still in his 20s, full of ups and downs.

···Then what should I do? I'm turning thirty in two days.

Hae-joo/29 years old/5 years in the domestic large company/currently traveling

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This is my first time on an airplane. It's my first and last trip, so I wanted to do it in luxury, so I booked first class.

I pretended to be someone who had traveled as many times as possible, pretended that everything was familiar_ I put my bag in the closet and sat down comfortably. Oh... A new world?!

With the press of a button, it lies back, and with the press of a button next to it, a cup holder pops out, and right next to it are an eye mask, a blanket, a water cup, and even a stand.

Wow. This chair is more practical than my 20-pyeong house that costs an absurd amount of rent. How much does this cost?

As I was thinking about that, I suddenly heard a voice from the seat across from me. I sat there pretending to be classy, ​​but immediately stiffened and sat up straight.

""Yes...! Did you call me?""

Ah, I realized it too late, but now that I look at it, I'm already looking at him with my waist bent because of the habits of my 5th year at the company. ... But it seems like he didn't call me.

""You called me?""

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Wow, this is fucking crazy. Crazy. What's my position right now.

If there was a mouse hole, I would want to hide in it right now.

What's even more embarrassing is that even though I reacted like this_ this guy didn't react at all and only reacted a long time later.

He was wearing some really flashy sunglasses and was reading an ivory-colored newspaper with English text on it. Then, a while after I called him, he took off his sunglasses and looked at me... Oh, he was Korean!

So I just slowly straightened my bent back, got back into position, and lay back down.

Oh, I didn't call you? I tried my best to act as if nothing happened, but I felt a sharp gaze from the side... It was so uncomfortable.

I know I'm weird, so stop looking.

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""Augh······""

As soon as I got off the plane, I untied my arms and legs, which had been tied up for a full 10 hours, and fixed my bag again.

And then... when I looked around, even the air that reached the tip of my nose told me that this wasn't Korea. There was no home, no company, no shitty bosses here!

"···Ha, I'm happy."

I felt like I was flying with the sudden feeling of relief and happiness that came rushing in like water.

Whether it's traveling or something else, if I just find a place to stay, drink only European water, and smell the air day and night, I feel like I'll be full... that's the feeling.

I felt like I could do anything, so I hurried with excitement and my feet thumped.

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After checking in to a hotel near the airport, Yeoju threw her suitcase away and packed an analog camera and a wallet in her bag before heading out. She really seemed to have no plan.

So, without a plan, I went into a nearby bakery to buy some bread - they said they were all sold out for today's supply, and the nearby Korean supermarket was already closed with the lights off. It didn't seem like there was anywhere I could get food.

"It's only nine o'clock... Is this how it is here?"

I didn't know that at the time. I've been a native Korean for over twenty years, so how could I possibly know that other countries aren't as safe as Korea?

From the heroine's point of view, the people of this country appear to be children of a new country.

Thinking that it wouldn't work, Yeo-ju tries to go back to her room...

"Hey, there it is-!!!""

I prick up my ears to hear the language of a familiar country coming from across the alley.

Soon after, I heard the sound of several people's overlapping footsteps, and I felt like I should ask them something.

The female protagonist, who cheered inwardly, quickly headed toward the sound without a moment's hesitation.

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But one problem arose.

Somehow, I ended up in an alley between buildings in an already deserted neighborhood with even fewer people and no light.

You may wonder what the problem is, but

It's a famous street that everyone who knows about it knows about.

""I definitely heard the sound from here···""

It seems like there's a bit of a hearing problem too.

As luck would have it, I left the map of this neighborhood at my lodging along with my carrier.

···Who would have thought that they would get lost near their accommodation? And within 5 meters of their front door.

Of course, the female protagonist was at a loss. She just held onto the bag she was holding tighter and kept mumbling, “If something goes wrong here, it’s over...” as she cautiously tried to take a step out of the alley.

Swish, swish. My whole body froze at the sound of someone coming from not far away...

What the. He doesn't know how scary people are and he speaks first.

"Oh, over there...! Are you Korean?"

It's funny that the only questions that come up are these.

I'm talking, but there's no answer. I can clearly hear the sound, but it's dark ahead, so I can't see a human figure. When the female protagonist tries to say something else, thinking it won't work...

""Hey, Korean person... Oh! Aren't you Korean? Hell... Ugh!!""

As if he knew what the heroine was going to say, a mysterious figure appeared from the darkness and covered her mouth with his hand.

At the moment of blocking, the heroine senses a familiar scent and only then does she sense danger. Startled, she opens her eyes wide and takes a step back, eventually ending up with her back touching the wall of the building.

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So now I'm wrong... Ah, this is the end of this shitty life.

The female protagonist, who had been mumbling inwardly with her eyes tightly shut, suddenly opened her eyes wide and stuck her tongue out into the hand covering her mouth. Naturally, her saliva would be soaking into that hand.

""What the···.""

[F*ck... what is this.]

""No...! But it's too unfair to die like this. I really lived hard.""

As soon as the female protagonist finished speaking, the sound of many overlapping footsteps could be heard from nearby.

But in this situation, there is no way the female protagonist would have heard that.

""If you want to kill me, kill me in 15 days. Right then. I don't think I'd want to go back either, so just kill me then... Not now, jeongm... uh...""

When the heroine starts to tell her life story to a complete stranger, half sobbing,

Another pair of lips unilaterally touched the female protagonist's lips.

The heroine, who felt a strange sensation for a moment, reflexively tried to push the person in front of her away... but the more she did, the more the sensation dug closer to her, causing her to automatically freeze.

The female protagonist was so flustered that her whole body froze... and with her eyes still wide open, she tried to rationalize and understand the situation... but there was no way it would work.

In the meantime, I heard the sound of several footsteps passing right next to the alley, and I slowly closed my eyes, wondering what it was, and opened and closed them repeatedly.

As the sound of footsteps mixed with voices gradually faded away from the heroine's ears... Only then did the lips of someone else touch her own lips disappear.

The heroine's heart, which had stopped for a moment, finally started to restart... A low-pitched voice was heard in the darkness. She could tell that they were quite close by just from the voice.

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""sorry.""

""··· ···.""

In the midst of all this, I feel relieved that I'm Korean. This is crazy.

But... I feel like I've heard this person's voice somewhere... but I can't remember where. Do you know him?

"It's dangerous to walk around here in the dark, so please stay home if possible."

I felt sorry for him, but it didn't really matter what he said.

No matter what I tried to say, I was so shocked that I couldn't open my mouth.

So now, at the sound of people moving away...

Rather than talking, I quickly walked towards the entrance of the alley and grabbed his collar as he tried to leave.

I don't know if it was his collar or the nape of his neck, but anyway, he turned to me as expected, and maybe because it was the entrance to an alley, only then did I see his face, illuminated by the moonlight that was unusually bright today.

And when I faced that face, I realized it belatedly.

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""And... don't remember what happened just now.""

That I was acquainted with this person.

And I didn't know it at the time.

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I never thought we'd get so entangled.

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