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            <description><![CDATA[“Gi, Gi…jun.” Gawon called his name with his completely busted lips. With a dumbfounded face, he looked at Gijun standing beside him. “Yoon Gawon.” A frighteningly stiff voice was heard. Kneeling on one knee, Gijun first examined Gawon’s face. His trembling gaze took in the ridiculously wigged hair, the cheek that was beginning to swell, and the split lips. Gijun’s eyes wavered up close.…]]></description>

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            <title>ASD 36</title>
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            <description><![CDATA[His fingers hesitated over the screen. But as it was an act he had held back and held back, his hand moved quickly after that. He opened the messenger app and blankly traced his conversation history with Gijun with his eyes. Gijun [What are you doing?] Gijun [Did you have a good lunch?] Gijun [Can I call you tonight?] The three messages had been…]]></description>

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            <title>ASD 35</title>
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            <pubDate>Fri, 27 Mar 2026 14:55:26 +0000</pubDate>
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            <description><![CDATA[“Gasp… cough, ke… hack, retch.” Ahn Sungjoon, collapsed on the floor, twisted his body in agony. Watching Ahn Sungjoon gag and retch, Gijun rubbed his face hard with both hands. You crazy bastard… Cursing himself, he approached Ahn Sungjoon and held out a hand. “Hyung.” “You fucking son of a bitch. Gasp… haah.” Ahn Sungjoon sprang to his feet, eyes bloodshot, and threw a…]]></description>

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            <title>ASD 34</title>
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            <pubDate>Mon, 23 Mar 2026 14:54:49 +0000</pubDate>
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            <description><![CDATA[“…If we don’t do this now, it’ll be harder for you later.” “&#8230;” “I really have to focus on my studies now, so I don’t have time to meet anymore. …You have to train, too.” Using excuses he had never used before, he hid the words he could not bring himself to say. I wish you would stay just as you are now in…]]></description>

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            <title>ASD 33</title>
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            <pubDate>Fri, 20 Mar 2026 14:54:12 +0000</pubDate>
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            <description><![CDATA[“Eating with you, drinking chocolate milk, walking together, talking on the phone… When I do those things with you, I feel so good.” Swoosh— The wind rustling through the tree branches, carrying a fresh scent, tickled his cheek. Gawon quietly looked up at Gijun. “But, that’s not enough for me anymore.” The image of Gijun crouching and groaning was nowhere to be seen. The…]]></description>

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            <title>ASD 32</title>
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            <pubDate>Mon, 16 Mar 2026 14:53:16 +0000</pubDate>
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            <description><![CDATA[Thump, thump. Amidst the sound of his heartbeat pounding in his eardrums, the commercials ended and the movie began. Fortunately, the movie was captivating from the very beginning. His attention, which had been entirely focused on the person next to him, naturally shifted to the screen. Even while watching the movie, Gawon took moments to chew over his current situation. He could hardly believe…]]></description>

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            <title>ASD 31</title>
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            <pubDate>Fri, 13 Mar 2026 14:51:40 +0000</pubDate>
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            <description><![CDATA[“Gijun.” “Yeah?” “Do you go to church? I noticed you always wear a rosary bracelet.” Gawon gestured toward Gijun’s wrist with his eyes. The rosary bracelet, with a small cross set in the middle, was worn smooth and shiny, looking old even at a glance. The bracelet he wore without fail every single day had, at some point, become engraved in Gawon’s mind as…]]></description>

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            <pubDate>Mon, 09 Mar 2026 14:43:43 +0000</pubDate>
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            <description><![CDATA[With a flushed face, Gijun walked closely beside Gawon. His steps toward the bus stop felt as light as a feather. How much he had been counting down the days until today. The one and only reason Gijun, who wasn&#8217;t much concerned with his exam scores, had anxiously waited for the exams to end was this. To be like this with Yoon Gawon. &#8216;Just…]]></description>

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            <pubDate>Fri, 06 Mar 2026 14:42:21 +0000</pubDate>
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            <description><![CDATA[Midterm exams were over. Gawon moved his hands diligently, grading his test. The gesture of turning the page was light and refreshing. His efforts had paid off. It was lacking to be called a perfect score, but it was satisfactory enough in its own way. The moment the class president&#8217;s voice, calling out the answers, stopped, cries of agony burst out all at once.…]]></description>

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            <title>ASD 28</title>
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            <pubDate>Mon, 02 Mar 2026 14:41:29 +0000</pubDate>
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            <description><![CDATA[&#8220;What&#8217;s that. So tacky.&#8221; &#8220;Why, what&#8217;s wrong with Munsik. It&#8217;s cute.&#8221; Gijun restlessly scratched the back of his head. In the end, a &#8220;puhaha&#8221; burst of laughter escaped. Munsik? What kind of name was that? Gijun, racking his brain to avoid hurting him in any way, was cute. He liked this gentle side of the kid. He couldn&#8217;t help it. &#8220;Okay, I get it.…]]></description>

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