Cherry
Stories
9
Chapters
325
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619.5 K
Comments
140
Reading
2 d, 3 h
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1 ‘Kafka Sonder’ was the main culprit behind the failure of the novel version of "Knight of the North Wind." In a way, he was a character who deserved to die. Therefore, it was only natural that ‘Kafka’s’ existence was cut out during the webtoon adaptation of "Knight of the North Wind." People who had their blood pressure rise while reading the novel wept with joy at the news of ‘Kafka’s’ deletion. The webtoon version of "Knight of the North Wind," which boldly adapted the original…-
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Ho-jin, who had said he would pick up the dishes, glanced at the sink and then fearlessly pushed his hand past the clogged drain. Then, he took out the strainer, which was full of unidentifiable things, and emptied it into a trash bag. "...Ugh." Jeong-in had to try hard to suppress the urge to gag. It was nothing to Ho-jin, who had nearly 10 years of living on his own, but to Jeong-in, who had never even done the dishes properly, it was a raw shock that he was experiencing for the first time in…-
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Braised short ribs, shepherd's purse soybean paste stew, and multigrain rice. Side dishes: Seasoned balloon flower root, seasoned spinach, dried radish, young radish kimchi, radish water kimchi broth. Dessert: Sweet potato candy, jasmine tea, matcha chocolate. It seemed like something was written on the back again. Jeong-in flipped the sticky note over. I put ointment in with it. Make sure to apply it. A new tube of ointment lay neatly with cotton swabs on top of the still-warm…
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The top floor was in the middle of demolition work. It seemed that what had originally been one space had been divided into several, as what had been separating the rooms was essentially just light plywood. Tearing it down made the three rooms feel open and refreshing. "Hello." Amidst the sounds of banging and demolition, the interior designer approached Jeong-in. He began to explain the general process. "We'll be putting up partition walls for the entrance, bedroom, and laundry room, and we'll be…
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This time, he would protect him no matter what. He wouldn't let it end so easily like that day when he had simply let the alpha who had insulted Jeong-in go. Even if he lost everything he had, no matter what he had to do. He would make sure he never appeared before Jeong-in again. “Whoa…” “I'm asking you who you are.” He stared straight into the eyes of the thug who had threatened Jeong-in with a weapon. At that moment, Jeong-in suddenly tugged at Ho-jin's sleeve. “Are you crazy?…
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Lying on the bench, he planted his feet firmly on the floor. As he straightened his thoracic spine, his chest muscles stretched taut. He gripped the bar, paying attention to the setup of his shoulder blades and the load on his wrists, and slowly lifted the barbell. Exhaling between his teeth, Ho-jin lifted the barbell resting on his solar plexus in one swift motion. His sufficiently warmed-up muscles effortlessly withstood the 100 kilograms. "Should we add another 60 pounds?" The trainer asked…
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As if deep in thought, Sa Seung-yeon pressed his stomach briefly, then slowly pulled out his penis. Just as Lee Il-seo's brows lowered in a flicker of relief, thinking he was finally being listened to, Sa Seung-yeon leaned in close and dropped to his knees. Placing a knee beside Lee Il-seo’s ear, effectively caging his face between his thighs, he cupped his cheek, aligned his cock with Lee Il-seo’s parted lips, and pushed inside. -Then eat it here. The words, spoken softly, almost…-
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So now, Sa Seung-yeon wanted to... Talk about that day... As his expression slowly began to crumple, Sa Seung-yeon spoke again. "Haven't you bought a new one yet? I heard the number was disconnected." Lee Il-seo looked dazed as he slowly lowered his head. Needing something to hold onto, he rubbed his forearm and replied without meeting Sa Seung-yeon’s gaze. "I've been... Busy." "I see. Must be very busy, whatever it is you’re doing." Time is cheap for the poor, so they're always busy.…
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Sa Seung-yeon picked up the phone he’d placed face down on the seat beside him, pressed his tongue against the inside of his cheek, then tossed it back down with a dull thud. Hwan, spotting a drive through café ahead, turned the wheel and asked: "Boss, shall we stop at the café?" "Yeah." Sa Seung-yeon closed his eyes after answering halfheartedly. He’d made it through his recent rut without suppressants. The torn forearm had healed cleanly during that time, and the stitches had come…
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"Ugh, ugh. Heut. Ah—it’s too deep…" But Sa Seung-yeon didn’t respond. Wordless and relentless, he only quickened his pace. When Lee Il-seo instinctively tried to close his trembling thighs, Sa Seung-yeon hooked his arms beneath them, pressing in even harder, slick with sweat. His breathing—already ragged from the overpowering scent—grew more desperate under Sa Seung-yeon’s weight. With his eyes squeezed shut, Lee Il-seo could do nothing but tremble, his body rocking helplessly with…
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