Daon's Crossroads - Episode 145

Episode 145

‘What would you think if the person you broke up with, your first love, saw you like this now? How would you rate it?’

You didn’t just want to forget me, you acted like you really did. As if I don’t even remember who I am, as if the moment we met in the pantry was our first meeting. The sight of you acting like a fool seemed so unfair that I couldn’t even suspect that you were lying. I know. You were not good at lying. Although he pretends to be calm, whenever he tells a lie, no matter how small, it becomes obvious.

‘I live a tiring life even if I’m not Mr. Yoo Da-on. Even if it’s not you, I have too many responsibilities. Sometimes to the point of suffocation.’

When I met you again, you were much thinner. You had a stockier physique and more muscle mass than the average adult male, but compared to you in high school, you definitely looked thinner.

I don’t know what the problem was, but it was only then that I started to understand what the strange sense of heterogeneity and déjà vu I had been feeling while looking at you was.

‘It’s not that difficult for me to crush the lives of people like you.’

You were struggling. It seemed somewhat precarious, like walking a tightrope. Even though you pretended to be rough, you were warmer and kinder than anyone else on the inside, but now you were irritable and taunted me sharply as if it was no big deal to ruin the life of someone like me.

You were not the person I knew. As if laughing at my judgment that it was still the same even though we had not seen each other for a long time, our relationship after a gap of 7 years was much farther and more complicated than I thought.

That fact only became clear when you suddenly suffered a seizure and collapsed in the middle of the driveway.

‘I’m not going.’

You shook your head in disapproval. Even though he was quietly held in my arms, he waved away my hand and said that I would go home as if he had no intention of doing as I wanted. My face turned white, and I wondered why I was so stubborn on a subject that seemed as if I would collapse at any moment.

It was also a kind of expression of dissatisfaction with you for not doing anything I told you to do.

‘The smell of alcohol in the hospital, the doctors who always treated me like I was mentally ill, and the hospital room where I felt trapped.’

However, after listening to the next words, I could never get angry at you again, even if I made a mistake.

‘Fuck, I’m so fucking sick of it all.’

I don’t know what happened while you were in America, but my guess is that you were hospitalized for a long time.

And, I’m not sure about this either, but you seemed to really hate the time you spent in the hospital.

Slap-

‘Ugh, ugh, ugh… !’

It seems like a lot has happened to you while we were apart. As I watched you sighing excitedly and not knowing what to do in the bathtub filled with water, the hypothesis that came to mind began to gain more and more strength.

The hypotheses I developed were broadly divided into three.

‘Fuck, fuck, Yudaon…’ … .’

First, it is clear that you do not know me now.

‘Don’t hold on, ha, ugh.’

Second, something happened to you while you were in the U.S. and you were hospitalized for many years. There is a high possibility that it was an accident related to the wound on the knee, but as expected, it is just a guess, so just keep it in mind.

‘Crazy, bastard, ugh. Ha, you crazy bastard… !’

Third, there is clearly a causal relationship between your inability to remember me now and your long stay in the hospital.

Additionally, the fact that people sleep around regardless of who they share their warmth with is definitely related to this.

‘The color of your eyes… … .’

I was thinking about this and that in my head for a while, when you suddenly brushed my bangs. When I complimented you on how pretty you were, I showed you as I was, even if just for a moment. I deliberately hid the rough times I had been through since I was incarcerated until I met you again so that they would show on my face.

‘pretty.’

But, it was truly amazing. Even though you don’t remember me, you looked into my eyes and praised me for being pretty. Although I didn’t say the word pretty directly out loud, I could guess what you were thinking just by looking at the emotions in your eyes, so I couldn’t pretend not to know.

Slap-

After staring blankly into my eyes for a while, you tickled my eyelashes with your fingers like you did in the past and laughed as if it was fun. Through you, who never took your eyes off me with one corner of your mouth turned up, I was able to reminisce about the times we spent together in the past.

‘Ugh… … !’

‘Oh, well, wait a minute…’ !’

When I saw that, I couldn’t bear it anymore. I thought I had endured it for a long time.

‘Ugh, huh, huh… … .’

All of a sudden, the sadness I had been suppressing came out like a torrent. Even at the moment you forgot me, I was relieved to see you repeating the same actions you did to me in the past.

‘For now, let’s stop. ‘Now is not the time to cry, no matter who sees it.’

thank god. Because you don’t hate me. Because I simply forgot.

‘Si, I don’t like it. I don’t like it, Director. sorry. I did everything wrong. ‘Don’t abandon me.’

The fact that you lost your memory felt sweet to me that day. If you’ve simply forgotten me, I just have to make you like me again.

You, who had promised me that you would recognize me wherever you were, even if you just brushed by my collar, seemed to have kept your promise, so I begged with tears of relief.

Please don’t abandon me. I’ll try to help you like me again, so please don’t say that you hate me.

‘Please have pity on me, Director.’

To me, that’s the equivalent of a death sentence.

Sigh-

‘Ah, uhm… … .’

From that day on, I decided to do my best to please you. Although I was briefly discouraged by the sudden appearance of my fiancee, I was confident. I’ve known Giro longer than you, and eventually Giro will like me again. In a way, it was close to brainwashing myself.

‘Well, a little while ago.’

However, it was something that could not be helped. Probably because she likes me a lot more than she likes me. Because she loves you with a heavy heart that cannot be compared to that other woman.

‘Really, thank you again, whoa.’

You always praised me for being a good person, but in reality, I am a very judgmental person.

‘You seem bright, warm, and loving.’

I watched your reaction while protecting the woman who was your fiancé. Then, as I expected, you willingly showed your teeth and became angry at the fact that I had shown interest in that woman.

‘I’m telling you this, because you helped Sujin Kim, Sujin Kim feels good towards you or wants to see if everything goes well… .’

Sometimes you were someone I knew, and sometimes you were someone I completely didn’t know.

In that sense, the person I knew who was angry about Kim Soo-jin was the person I knew.

‘Are you sure you don’t like the fact that I’m showing interest in the director’s fiancee?’

Whenever you feel dissatisfied or angry, you talk more and faster than usual. I couldn’t hide my smile when I saw you pretending not to be conscious of my presence.

‘… Huh, really, what are you saying? No, who? Who’s jealous? I? Against Mr. Yudaon? That doesn’t make sense. ‘What am I worse than Mr. Yudaon?’

You continued to retort as if you were firing a gun with your neck flushed red. He must have been quite embarrassed that his true intentions were completely revealed to me, so I asked him seriously why he was jealous of me and why he was inferior to me.

‘If you’re really trying to compete against me, just quit from the beginning. There is no way. It’s really absurd how I’ve lived and what efforts I’ve put in until now… !’

I don’t know, but you had a strange tendency to act like a fool. Does it look like a single cell? It was like watching an elementary or middle school student get excited about a topic of discussion, as he refuted each and every topic that could have been moot without any basis for raising an issue and just laughed it off.

Seeing you coming closer to me despite the distance between you, I was overcome with the urge to kiss you right away.

So said.

‘I’m sorry, but I was referring to the former director.’

My purpose was only you, Shingi, from beginning to end.

‘If you had eyes, you would know, right? What is your condition now?’

After we confirmed our feelings for each other in the back of the restaurant, we definitely became closer quickly. Just as I promised to make you like me again no matter what I do, you pretended not to like me, but you steadily fell for me and we ended up spending more time together.

He even went on a date that wasn’t a date under the pretext of repaying the favor on behalf of his fiancee.

You took me around, neatly trimmed my shaggy hair, and gave me an armful of clothes at prices so exorbitant that it made me feel bad to even look at others at a flashy clothing store that I had never visited before.

In the first place, I wasn’t very happy about appearing in front of others or receiving attention, but when I saw you happy, my feelings and emotions were just personal. I was willing to accept anything as long as it existed for your pleasure.

bang-

‘Fuck, don’t chew. Marks, haha, they leave marks… … .’

After enjoying our date all day, we headed to your house again. We were anxious and didn’t know what to do in the elevator, so we kissed and breathed each other in the private hallway that appeared between the wide open doors.

‘Baby, ugh, it’s not even a baby looking for milk, really… .’

I sucked on your areolas that were sticking out of your shirt, biting on the upright piece of flesh with my teeth, and even sucked it in my mouth. The body I pictured in my imagination was firmer than I thought, but it was also just as soft and flexible.

With my face buried in your arms, I bit and sucked your delicate skin, neck follicles, and clavicle bone in turn, trying my best to let out the boiling heat.

I completely ignored your reaction of struggling and saying no, and stuck my tongue in the wrinkled hole, poking and dirtying the dark, cramped place.