Sorai
Stories
8
Chapters
677
Words
1.5 M
Comments
1,455
Reading
5 d, 7 h
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'Who exactly are you, aunt?' Won-woo had asked her a few times. Perhaps annoyed, she answered like this: 'I'm just an ordinary Guide.' Her nonchalant explanation seemed to become the correct answer later. So he thought the person she brought would just be ordinary too. But he seemed special to her. He was the only past she revealed, when she wouldn't tell a single thing about her own identity. 'Is he your son?' He had asked directly once, but she shook her head with a bitter smile. 'No.' But…-
286.0 K • Ongoing
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From the outside, it wasn't apparent, but the building was completely empty. Gi An-seok had climbed to the fourth floor trying not to make any noise, then stopped in front of a room. Thanks to his night vision goggles, he could see inside even in the dark, including the floor visible through the open door crack. The empty building had dust and various trash scattered inside, but the trash that caught Gi An-seok's attention was just one in front of him now. Something like a torn energy bar wrapper. Gi…
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286.0 K • Ongoing
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Up until this point, Harrison had been extremely excited. From the moment they entered the house, every word and action was typical of someone whose mood was elevated with joy and excitement. Harrison, gripping the front door handle, swung his arms wide like a child unwrapping a present and shouted "Ta-da!" in American style. However, contrary to the exclamation of "ta-da," what greeted them when the door actually opened was an empty space. Of course, at this time Ian had no idea what his father was…-
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Contrary to his playing style of charging forward like colliding on the field, Terrence was a very smooth and comfortable driver on the road. Of course, setting aside his smooth driving style, the flashy sports car itself was burdensome, so Ian's mind was far from comfortable. Sitting in the passenger seat, Ian somehow suffered from the delusion that people were staring at them, restlessly shaking his legs. Whether then or now, having people's attention focused on him was unbearably uncomfortable. Ian's…
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"No, that's not it...!" "Wait in the car." "Wait, Major General. That's not what I meant, it's not about being nice..." "I said wait in the car." "Ma... jor General..." At Sehwa's tearful call, Ki Tae-jeong stopped abruptly as if brakes had been applied. Still unable to help his anger, blue veins bulged on the back of his hand every time he clenched and unclenched his fist. "Major General, I..." Sehwa slowly lowered the hand that had been gripping his sleeve and brought it to Ki…-
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"Anyway, Representative Han has such a strange personality. What, does meeting under a painting make it romance instead of sponsorship?" "He's always liked that kind of staging, Representative Han. He has strange complexes." "Sigh. And what's so difficult about eating together at a nice place that he'd even be late..." The manager glared at Sehwa and clicked his tongue. At the sound of him clicking his tongue at him, Sehwa finally snapped to attention. This wasn't the time to be like this. What…
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Sehwa, who had been walking down the corridor with quick steps, wrapped in a strange fervor that Ki Tae-jeong couldn't even guess at, stopped in horror while casually looking around at the decorations. "What's wrong?" "Oh, I..." His reflection in the mirror was a mess. A strand of hair sticking up like an apple stem, slightly flushed cheeks and puffy eyes, and a T-shirt with a stretched-out neckline... The reflection in the flashy furniture that seemed to scream 'I'm expensive' made his look even…
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Hmm, ridiculously enough, Sehwa himself might actually go along with it without a fuss. If he said that there was no one home today, so let’s set the mood, he might just go along with it. It might be different once they actually did it, but he didn’t feel that much resistance right now. This would be a bit strange, wouldn't it? It wasn't that long ago that Sehwa couldn't even make eye contact with him and just trembled. But just after a few months, to think that having sex wouldn't matter... it…
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Ki Tae-jeong leaned his upper body toward the passenger seat and pulled the belt taut. Sehwa held his breath and just waited for him to completely retreat. It was only the man's shadow that had fallen over his body, but he felt as if he was being crushed by him with his whole being. "I'll have to report this. That the seatbelt is difficult to fasten." "Right. I probably wasn't the only one who didn't know. The seat is all black, and the place to insert this is all black too... It looks a bit…
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384.0 K • Ongoing
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The last time Seong-woon had been on an awards stage was when he was 19. That's over 10 years ago. What did he say then... He probably thanked his parents, director, writer, manager, and others in a clichéd manner. Thank his parents, brothers, sister... Hyeong-seok hyung and the stylist noona, also Director Lee Jun-ho, Sunbae-nim Song Ji-kwang, the staff... Ah, can't forget the agency CEO, and include his aunt too... Then Seong-woon stared blankly at Baek Sang-hyun sitting next to him. In his head,…-
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