As our hands parted, the man patted Yeon Woojeong’s shoulder and got in the car after saying farewell.
After the car left, another car arrived.
This time, it was Yeon Woojeong’s Benz.

Both the house and car weren’t Yeon Woojeong’s.
He cared to not even smoke there because he worried they would smell bad.
Not a family, but a relationship in which they could give a house and car.
It was an officetel located in Gangnam to boot, also a Benz.

“Let’s go.”

I mulled over as I sat on the passenger seat.
Lee Sugeol once said that the reason public servants accepted bribes was that their wages were low compared to their labor.
No matter how great a prosecutor was, they were still public servants.
Thus, I thought he was obviously born to a wealthy family.

But, if that wasn’t true… There is no goodwill without price, so what did that man get from Yeon Woojeong?

“Aren’t you hungry? You didn’t eat much.”

As I heard the low voice, I stared at him.
Yeon Woojeong skillfully operated the steering wheel with a hand with a watch on it.
Did that watch on his hand also be bought by Yeon Woojeong?

“Was it because it was uncomfortable? I’ll be more thoughtful next time.”

“Do I have to meet him next time?”

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“Erm, if you don’t want to, then you don’t need to.
Was it bad?”

It was a question as though he was surprised that that ‘teacher’ person was bad.
My stomach twisted.

“What’s your relationship with that mister?”

“Relationship? I’m not sure.
I can’t exactly say what our relationship is, but he helped me a lot.
Ever since I was a kid.”

“Then what did you give to that mister?”

Yeon Woojeong never talked about himself first, and in addition, he always answered with an answer that I couldn’t completely understand.

You don’t need to repay me, so help the pitiful kids.
Did that old man tell him something like that? How funny.
That it was said not for giving a beggar on the road a pack of choco pie, but for a house and a Benz.

The car stopped at the red light.
Yeon Woojeong stared at me.
I accepted his stare.
The eyes looked smoky.
The lips with vivid color.
The white nape below.

I am very angry like this, yet Yeon Woojeong is indifferent.
This is unfair.

An impulse rose.
At times like this, I should think rationally and close my mouth—because I had the talent to destroy everything.
Even though I knew better, I always ended up destroying everything.
So, I had to stay silent.
I thought so, but… I combined the words I saw and heard in my life in the worst way.
There was only one goal.

“Did you sell your body?”

I ended up asking it.
I wanted to wreck his calm face.

A complete silence landed down.
The atmosphere inside the car turned chill, and Yeon Woojeong’s face stiffened.

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My heart began to beat hard as if telling me to know my place.
Suddenly, fear rushed in.
He might kick me out.
I might have to roam around the street without any destination again.
I would starve again.

I’m sure he’ll hate me…

Yeon Woojeong’s eyes looking at me were different from before.
They weren’t playful, blatantly glancing or smiling eyes.
The dark eyes were cold and felt like they were glaring, no, watching their prey.
I thought I wanted to wreck Yeon Woojeong’s face, and I had achieved it to some degree, but I felt terrible.

I shouldn’t have said something that I would regret the moment I said it out loud.
So, I had to apologize to take it back.
However, I couldn’t come to talk.
I wasn’t like that man, who could maintain his standing and didn’t get weak even though he apologized.
The moment I apologized, it would become my fault.
Every wrongdoing had its price, and I wasn’t confident that I would be okay to accept it.

Although I stubbornly accepted Yeon Woojeong’s gaze, it was messy in my head.
The time for the red light to change to green light had passed, but Yeon Woojeong didn’t move the car.
It was a left turn lane, so if there was no car behind us, I had to endure this time until the signal changed once more.

Where should I go if I left Yeon Woojeong’s house? Now I truly had nowhere to go.
There was no place that would accept me after all. 

Suddenly, Yeon Woojeong’s gaze moved down.
I put my fists that I unconsciously clenched hard inside my pocket.
His eyes returned and then he smirked.
The coldly frozen air was melted by a laugh mixed with a sigh.

“You… You insulted me but you look like the one being insulted instead.”


“Making me can’t be angry.”

The car smoothly departed.
The hand with protruding veins handled the steering wheel, and the moment the green light turned yellow, the car had completely turned left.

“Where did that word come from?”

Yeon Woojeong’s hand approached me.
The moment I frowned and cower my neck, his fingertips reached me and then left.
Just, came and left.

The place touched by his hand was exceptionally hot.
It felt like burning.
I blankly stared ahead and read the situation.
He didn’t look angry, and he didn’t insult or hit me.

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