Cherry
Stories
9
Chapters
324
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617.9 K
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Reading
2 d, 3 h
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He looked up at Kafka, who was sitting on the half-landing above, with a hostile gaze. The jerk, who had been glaring at Kafka with a frown, turned back and came up the stairs, then held out his hand. It seemed he had a shred of conscience left. "Thanks." "…" To be honest, he wasn't thankful at all, but he said it out of courtesy. Kafka took the jerk's hand and got up, brushing the dirt and dust off his body. The jerk stared at him silently. "Something to say?" Kafka, who had been bending…-
9.1 K • Ongoing
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The next day, Kafka had such a bad headache, probably from the aftereffects of his injuries, that he submitted an absence form. He spent the whole day inhaling Millenka smoke and sleeping, finally waking up around evening, feeling ravenously hungry. As he sat up in bed, he felt a pain in his stomach and dry heaved. It was a natural reaction, considering he hadn't eaten for a day and a half since the previous evening. With no other choice, he threw on a dressing gown over his pajamas and staggered out…
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9.1 K • Ongoing
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Compared to his own insignificant self, Han Soo-hyeok was someone who seemed capable of resolving any difficulty with ease. That’s why Si-woo was all the more pleased to be able to watch over him. Opening his eyes, he was met with the stark room—a reminder of reality. Perhaps because his mood had improved, it felt less bleak than before. Along with that came a surge of determination. “Since it’s the second time, let’s prepare more perfectly than the first.” In the past, he hadn’t…-
7.5 K • Ongoing
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With his hands clasped together, Lee Si-woo felt the sweat beading on his palms and tightly gripped his pants. His head grew hot, and he squeezed his eyes shut, bowing his head. "You can do anything?" Han Soo-hyeok looked at his hands, so Si-woo spread them out as if to show off. "I'm more capable than I look. I've been praised a lot." He almost told him where, but he couldn't. From the convenience store owner who gave him his first job, to the cafe, rice planting, driving service, moving…
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7.5 K • Ongoing
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‘I have returned to the past.’ It wasn't a dream. It was a second chance.Lee Si-woo looked down at his pale, slender fingers. They weren’t the hands that had become rough from hardship. They were proof of the time before he left the house where he couldn’t even breathe properly. His life had been one where his choices were excluded. His father decided everything according to his will, and Si-woo had no choice but to follow, but he had always wanted to escape. He was so desperate that he was…
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7.5 K • Ongoing
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"Three Americanos, one latte, and one lemonade, please. And, what's this cake here? Carrot? I'll take one of those too. And..." As Lee Si-woo was entering the customer's order into the POS, the customer behind them, seemingly bored, picked up their phone. They looked around and nudged their companion's elbow. "Han Soo-hyeok is getting married." The hand pressing the POS stopped. A name Lee Si-woo hadn't forgotten for a single moment echoed in the air. Who is he marrying?Lee Si-woo's hand…
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7.5 K • Ongoing
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"So, what's going on here?" Kay stared at Lin You and Cole with a strange look in her eyes. "What exactly is their relationship? Isn't Cole supposed to be a dangerous experimental subject? Why do they seem to be flirting?" Recalling Cole's earlier words to her, Kay found the interaction between these two men increasingly bizarre. "You'll see even stranger things in Reid," Vian remarked calmly, glancing at them. "Mr. Lin You claimed he could control Cole—it seems that wasn't just a rumor. But I…-
28.3 K • Ongoing
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Lin You maintained a calm expression as he met his gaze, while his hands searched the ground for anything that could serve as a weapon. But to Lin You's surprise, Cole did not do anything. He simply sat up, adjusting his pants, his gaze shifting from Lin You to the valley behind him—a valley teeming with zombies. As his golden-yellow pupils constricted, Lin You suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head. He instinctively hissed, drawing Cole's attention, but he remained oblivious, momentarily lost…
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“Oh…” Jeong-in was genuinely flustered. He was annoyed, but he didn't really mean to go this far. “Are you hurt?” Ho-jin checked on Jeong-in first, without showing any sign of displeasure. He carefully checked to see if any hot porridge had splashed on him or if he had been hit by any shards. Only after thoroughly checking even under the blanket did he bend down and start cleaning up the broken bowl. There was no time to offer an apology. He cleaned up the mess in the blink of an eye…-
65.8 K • Ongoing
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Looking back now, he didn’t know what good it all did. In the end, everything was revealed so quickly that all the efforts he had made with gritted teeth were in vain. That was because, after leaving the house so bravely, he collapsed in the middle of the street in less than half a day. He had another seizure at the doctor's touch as he tried to examine him, and he lost consciousness again. His uncle, sensing something was wrong, pushed him, unable to even open his eyes, back into the detailed…
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65.8 K • Ongoing
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