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How much does he know, this man? And what does he want to do from now on? “I, I was…” The words never finished forming. The sunlight slanted. The long stretch of light over the sea was reflected in the swaying waves, shimmering. The expression ‘the sunlight is shattering’ must be used for moments like this. Seorim moved his feet toward the guesthouse. The two men’s footprints were imprinted side by side on the sand. The surging waves crashed against the shore, creating white…-
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Ryu Yeonho was dressed in a gray knit sweater. There was dirt on his shoes, and his hair was slightly disheveled by the wind. His eyes, which were always relaxed and calm, were filled with something akin to annoyance. “Do you have any idea how much of a pain it is to find you when you disappear without a word?” “...You could just not look for me.” He had wished to disappear without anyone knowing, but the opposite situation was thrown at him. Furthermore, this was the person he least…-
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“Stop saying strange things and go up to Seoul.” “Do you want me to go to Seoul?” “That’s why I’m doing this right now.” “Why?” A single, short question fell quietly to the floor. Seorim could not answer. His gaze wavered for a moment, and in that gap, Yeonho took a step closer. “It doesn’t matter to you what happens to the company. In fact, you might even feel relieved if it fails. But why are you telling me to go up to Seoul?” “That is……” There was…-
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As the sun set and dusk began to settle, Seorim opened the door and cautiously stepped out into the yard. Amidst the quiet, the smell of burning kindling was the first thing to reach his nose. The aroma of wood being cooked, the sound of dry firewood crackling. The grandmother, squatting in front of the fire pit, held a piece of firewood in each hand, watching the flames as she pushed them inside. The warm light of the fire reflected over the grandmother’s small shoulders, dyeing her back an orange…-
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The secretary, who had maintained a blank expression the whole time, offered a gentle smile. It was a brief moment, but he was the type of person whose impression changed completely when he smiled. “It must have been a bother for you since the morning.” “It’s my job. Thank you for your consideration.” The secretary turned around neatly without another word. Left alone in the empty entryway, Seorim sighed at the sight of the piled-up luggage. It looked like he would need at least a couple…-
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“Next, eggs!” Watching the shopping basket, Yeonwoo disappeared somewhere again. It seemed that children’s excitement levels generally rise when they come to the supermarket. He also vaguely remembered feeling happy when he went grocery shopping with his mother as a child. “I’m so busy I could die.” “But it’s nice to see, isn’t it? When he was at the mansion, he was always so dejected, it was heartbreaking.” “Yeah. It’s better this way, actually.” Then Yeonwoo had…-
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"...Should I just go to Jeju Island or something." It was an overreaction. He knew that if he just waited and then talked with Ryu Yeonho, a conclusion would be reached quickly, and his body would be more comfortable. But what could he do when his anger was boiling over like this. For some reason, Ryu Yeonho was annoying and hateful. He resented him for making him feel such poor and pathetic emotions. He knew the problem was with himself, but he had already hated Baek Seorim so much that there was no…-
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—Haenam's Growth Journal, First Chapter I have never written a diary in my entire life. I have not had many days that were meaningful enough to record, nor days I wanted to remember. I think I was just busy trying to get by. Rather than letting my emotions out, I was used to suppressing them in order to survive. A diary was a luxury. I never even attempted to write one. However, from today, I intend to occasionally pick up a pen. In the distant future, a day might come when this…-
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"Are you shy now after you've seen everything there is to see?" "Don't say such strange things." Yeonho said nothing more and turned his back. His broad, sturdy shoulders came into full view. A drop of water trickled slowly down the nape of his neck, revealing the firm lines of muscle underneath. As he rinsed himself with the showerhead, Seorim tried his best not to let his gaze waver. "Is the water temperature okay?" "Your hands are warmer." It was a comment he should have let pass without…-
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A small landscape painting, a still life painted in watercolor, the fish market left in his memory, and even a painting of his mother from a hazy recollection. They were all things he had painted. Very slowly, he took one step, then another, forward, lifting his gaze towards the stairs. Along that path, too, artworks were attached in sequence. As he continued forward, he met the colors he had applied every time he turned his head. He did not even realize his fingertips were trembling. It felt as if…-
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