Special Ch 1: If Yoon Ji-gu Had Amnesia

Cause: Crawling out to drink water half-asleep, stepped on Bbosong’s spilled water bowl, and hit his head on the table without even getting a sip.

Indirect Perpetrator: Yoon Bbosong

Victim: Yoon Ji-gu

Discoverer: Lee Yeo-woon

Person Who Took Him to the Hospital: Lee Yeo-woon

‘Hospital smell.’

The first thing Yoon Ji-gu saw when he groggily opened his eyes in the hospital was a stranger holding his hand and looking down at him.

“…”

“You’re awake?”

Wh-wh-wh-what!

When the man with obvious concern on his face brought his face way too close, Ji-gu suddenly felt angry, his face flushed, and a strange, unpleasant sensation washed over him. He felt suffocated, like he might throw up, and his heart felt like it would jump out of his mouth.

“Ji-gu-ya.”

…What? How does this bastard know my name?

“Are you okay?”

Who is he to worry about me? Kidnapping?

“You must have been shocked.”

Why is he smiling at me…

Yoon Ji-gu mustered his courage and asked the stranger.

“Who are you?”

“Me? Your boyfriend.”

“…?”

“Are you really okay?”

He’s a gay bastard.

Yoon Ji-gu fundamentally disliked men. He found their sweaty smell and the way they established hierarchies through force disgusting. It was a slightly different issue than his difficulty in dealing with women, more of a physiological aversion. The man in front of him seemed a bit different from those high school classmates… but still, the thought of such a man liking him felt truly absurd and nauseating.

What a crazy weirdo to get tangled up with.

“Boyfriend my ass, go fuck yourself.”

“Me?”

The man’s eyes widened as he repeated the question. Another wave of nauseating unpleasantness surged from within, and Yoon Ji-gu turned his head away, fumbling for his pocket.

“Looking for this?”

As the phone was returned, Yoon Ji-gu glared at Lee Yeo-woon as if he had stolen it, and began tapping and manipulating the phone. Only then did Lee Yeo-woon realize that something was wrong with Yoon Ji-gu.

After calling the doctor and re-diagnosing Yoon Ji-gu, the result was,

“It appears to be temporary amnesia.”

“…Is it very serious?”

“Why the fuck are you worrying about me, you crazy bastard.”

“Yoon Ji-gu, watch your mouth.”

“Ow!”

Who the hell is this guy to hit my mouth!

“Um, there’s nothing wrong with his health.”

…He was perfectly healthy.

***

A black cat had settled into his house. As soon as he entered, it started meowing loudly and nagging him, which was so cute, and he quickly realized he’d picked it up and accepted it. There was a gap of about a year and a half between the point Yoon Ji-gu remembered and the present.

“…So.”

“Uh-huh.”

Yoon Ji-gu tried to summarize what this stalker-like man had been brainwashing him with while driving him home.

“I supposedly… confessed to you first.”

“It’s not ‘supposedly,’ you did.”

“Ugh, who cares.”

“You were crying when you did it, you know?”

“What bullshit…! No, don’t interrupt me. Before I kick you out.”

“Okay….”

“So I did that…thing to you, and that’s why we’re, like, that kind of, um, …thing?”

But no matter how he looked at it, it didn’t make sense. What was he lacking that he would cry and confess…, to a guy with a dick?

Aside from not being able to believe the facts, the subtly smiling lips and the unfathomable gaze were disgusting and made him feel sick. Boyfriend my ass, just looking at his face made him feel so strange and awful, it must be hatred.

“Yeah. That’s what we are, us.”

Wow. His eyes are seriously perverted….

“…What are you looking at?”

“Because I like you.”

Damn it, this is so frustrating. Why is he like this?

As Yoon Ji-gu nervously stroked the cat on his lap backwards, an enraged Bbosong smacked Yoon Ji-gu’s hand and jumped to the top of the cat tower in the living room.

“Shit, let’s do this then.”

“Yoon Ji-gu, watch your mouth.”

“Ow!”

Why is he hitting me again!

“Haa… Look here, mister.”

The mistakes of his past self had to be taken responsibility for by his current self.

“What is it, buddy.”

…But why does he keep laughing like he’s having so much fun? Can’t he read the mood?

“You’re acting like when we first met.”

“So what.”

How would he know if that memory was only his? This is so annoying.

“How should I seduce you again? You just fell for me last time…”

“Se-seduce what! Go fuck yourself for real.”

“My self?”

“Why are you like this, seriously!”

Whether this man couldn’t grasp the situation or didn’t know what he was supposed to say, the more Yoon Ji-gu looked at the excessively calm and grinning man, the more frustrated he became.

“But why are you talking down to me?”

“Should I use formal language?”

“…”

“Again?”

Yoon Ji-gu kept getting the feeling that he’d gotten mixed up with a psycho. He wondered what had happened in the past year, and he felt stupid for even letting this kind of guy into his house to hear his story. Yoon Ji-gu grabbed Lee Yeo-woon’s hand and forcibly pulled him up. Then, glaring at him, he nodded his head.

“Go.”

“Huh? Where?”

“To your house.”

“…Are you sending me away like this? You said we should talk.”

“What is there to talk about with you? I’m sending you away because we can’t communicate! And…”

“…”

“Don’t come looking for me again. I’m already annoyed to death by even talking about dating or whatever with a guy with a dick.”

Lee Yeo-woon was lost in thought, staring intently at Yoon Ji-gu for a long time. Yoon Ji-gu paused slightly at that gaze, but with the intention of making him feel hurt and back off, he cut him off firmly.

“Let’s break up.”

There was no response. Could he be hurt? Do psychos even get hurt? But what does it matter to me if he’s hurt or not. We’re going to break up anyway. No, rather than breaking up, it might all be a lie that we were even in that kind of relationship in the first place…. Yoon Ji-gu tried to hide his flustered expression and glared at the man with even more force.

“…Okay, let’s talk again tomorrow. You’ll need time to sort out your thoughts. I’ll come again.”

“Shut the door and get lost.”

“But Ji-gu-ya.”

“…”

“I can’t get lost if you close the door.”

What nonsense. It’s absurd, but when he thought about it, it was true. That’s right. He can’t leave if he closes the door.

Yoon Ji-gu opened the front door himself, clearing the way for Lee Yeo-woon to be chased out. But instead of heading towards the elevator, Lee Yeo-woon started walking towards the next door, trudging along. And…

“Crazy.”

Why is he going in there?

“Rest well.”

The man left only those words and waved his hand as he entered the next door. With a creepy smile. Red sirens were blaring in his head.

He’d gotten mixed up with the wrong person.

***

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[Inner Strength 900] Please tell me how to get rid of a psycho

Title says it all, urgent, seriously a psycho

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⤷ [Reply] Re: How to get rid of a psycho ….

Look in the mirror? lol

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⤷ [Reply] Re: How to get rid of a psycho ….

Sue him lol

Financial treatment is the answer

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That’s it!

Yoon Ji-gu decided to sue Lee Yeo-woon for boyfriend fraud? But when he searched it up, the process was really tedious and took a long time, and the outcome might not be good. So he thought it would be better to warn him that he would sue him first.

Ding-dong.

“…”

“Oh? What’s this? I thought we were breaking up.”

“…”

Lee Yeo-woon came out and asked. But instead of grinning like before, he was expressionless, his hair still wet as if he had just taken a shower. Feeling somewhat overwhelmed (Lee Yeo-woon:?), Yoon Ji-gu made a decision.

The one who takes the initiative wins.

Yoon Ji-gu glared and raised his head.

“I’m going to sue you.”

“For what?”

“Boyfriend fraud!”

“…Impersonation?”

“….”

Ah, shit. That seems right. At the hardened expression, Lee Yeo-woon finally chuckled and grabbed Yoon Ji-gu’s wrist.

“Come in first.”

He came in, but since he was only going to give a warning, Yoon Ji-gu had nothing more to say. Why isn’t he scared? Why is he smiling?

Lee Yeo-woon, who was just standing there tall and lanky, looking up at the living room, chuckled as if he found it incredibly cute.

“Yoon Ji-gu.”

“Huh?”

“How are you going to sue me? Impersonation doesn’t hold up. You’ll understand if you just look at your photo album?”

He immediately opened the photo album. There were cat pictures, a few selfies, and….

📁 ♥

There was a folder with pictures of that crazy gay psycho bastard organized inside. Crazy, how are there over a thousand pictures?

“Don’t scam me, you scammer.”

“Yeah, well…. You have to do what you want. Wait here.”

Lee Yeo-woon went into the room and brought out a piece of paper and a pen. Then he sat Yoon Ji-gu at the table and handed him the paper and pen.

“Write it, a draft of the complaint.”

“…?”

“I’ll review it and give you feedback.”

“…?!”

“Just a moment, I’ll search and show you an example.”

He was screwed, seriously. He only thought that he’d gotten mixed up with the wrong person.

Even though he wrote COMPLAINT largely in the center of the top of the paper, Lee Yeo-woon didn’t even bat an eye. Just thinking that he was fucked up, he copied the example exactly as it was, when Lee Yeo-woon stood behind him and said.

“Lee Yeo-woon, that’s my name.”

“Lee…Yeo…woon….”

“The phone number is 010….”

“Zero-one-zero…”

“Underneath that, the grounds for the complaint.”

“I know.”

“Not ‘don’t do it,’ the grounds.”

What are the grounds?

Even while writing everything down as he was told, he thought this wasn’t right. Yoon Ji-gu hesitated for a long time before opening his mouth as if doing a favor.

“Hey. Promise me you won’t say a word to me after we break up. Then I’ll settle.”

The moment he turned around and spoke triumphantly. Lee Yeo-woon was holding an incredibly thick dictionary in his hand, and the last thing Yoon Ji-gu saw was the action of raising the dictionary and slamming it down on his head.

Thud!

And the shadow cast over that devil’s face.

***

“You’re awake?”

Yoon Ji-gu opened his eyes and blinked at Lee Yeo-woon’s face.

“Ji-gu-ya, are you okay?”

“…Ah, it hurts.”

He absentmindedly put his hand on his head and flinched, touching a huge bump.

“Guess who I am.”

“Hyung?”

“Wow, it actually worked. I was prepared to get dumped when I hit you.”

“.”

“Does it hurt?”

Lee Yeo-woon was talking with a bright smile, but Yoon Ji-gu suddenly felt his blood run cold as he thought about the nonsense he had said and how Lee Yeo-woon had not even batted an eye.

What did I say? I even cursed, told him to get lost. …I, I even said let’s break up. Ah, that’s right. Shit! No way!

Yeo-woon suddenly got up quickly and chuckled at Ji-gu kneeling on the bed. Then he raised his hand and stroked Yoon Ji-gu’s head.

“Sorry for hitting you. And I’m glad your memory came back.”

“…”

“And this.”

The complaint that was held out in front of him was the one Yoon Ji-gu had written himself. He wanted to pretend he didn’t remember, but he had a feeling he’d get scolded if he lied, so he kept his mouth shut and just swallowed hard.

“Write it again on the back, as I dictate.”

“Yes?”

“A letter of apology.”

“…”

Yoon Ji-gu swore to the heavens that he had never seen Lee Yeo-woon’s eyes so cold as at this moment, and he had never been so scared.

I will only use pretty words. I will not carelessly say let’s break up.

I will only use pretty words. I will not carelessly say let’s break up.

I will only use pretty words. I will not carelessly say let’s break up.

I will only use pretty words. I will not carelessly say let’s break up.

I will only use pretty words. I will not carelessly say let’s break up.

I will only use pretty words. I will not carelessly say let’s break up.

I will only use pretty words. I will not carelessly say let’s break up.

…

…

After writing it a hundred times, Yoon Ji-gu threw the paper away and hugged Yeo-woon, whining.

“But were you really going to break up with me? Why did you make me write a complaint with my own hands, I’m really sorry for saying those things out of the blue… Hyung, you write a letter of apology too. Why only me?”

“Huh? I’m not breaking up. I’m going to counter sue you and stay tangled up with you in a dirty way.”

“…?”

“Just kidding.”

“…”

“Smile.”

Lee Yeo-woon smiled playfully and tapped his forehead against Yoon Ji-gu’s forehead. Yoon Ji-gu, caught off guard, smiled along, and was deeply moved by Lee Yeo-woon’s words that he would even countersue him to stay entangled, and even resolved to dedicate his entire life to him.

And from then on, Lee Yeo-woon would bring up this incident whenever he had the chance, teasing Yoon Ji-gu about it for months until he got bored. Ji-gu was frustrated, but since he hadn’t done anything right himself, he could only take it…

Yeo-woon kept the complaint and apology letter carefully framed in his house, placing it on his desk.