Chapter 4 – Nice to Meet You
[Where do you live? Since you gave me the time at my request, I will adjust the location to the author.]
[I live at the entrance to Konkuk University. Do you live in Seoul?]
[I live at Hongik University entrance. They are completely opposites of each other. Then, I will meet you at the entrance of Konkuk University!]
I’m glad it’s not Busan or Changwon.
To be honest, I wouldn’t mind if I went to Seoul, but from my experience talking to her while working, she is a kind person who is very apologetic when I tell her I’m going and insists on coming anyway.
So I just accepted her offer to come this way.
Wonwoo, who was watching the conversation, looked at me with a suspicious expression and tilted his head.
“It’s suspicious. “Aren’t you an organ trafficker?”
“Isn’t it too inefficient to lure people to hire long-term workers by going as far as outsourcing?”
“I don’t know. Because the world is so scary.”
“I have to open my own account on an outsourcing site. Does that make sense? “I don’t think they usually do account transfers for things like organ trafficking, right?”
“First, the fact that a female creature wants to meet you is suspicious. Unless there is clearly some purpose…”
“You want to get behind?”
I don’t think I’m that serious. Is it because you just hate me for criticizing me like this? I had the urge to hit the guy’s head with the green bat of justice several times, but I barely held back.
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… But in any situation, there is what if?
“In the end, the fact that you brought me here means you’re worried too, right?”
“Just in case, just in case.”
As someone said, the world is so scary.
Exit 2 of Konkuk University Entrance is a good place to visit even if you are visiting for the first time, and many restaurants and cafés are just a short walk away, making it a popular meeting place, both past and present.
Even as he was rubbing his hands in the cold weather, Wonwoo seemed to feel like smoking, so he took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and handed it to me.
“Shall I smoke one?”
To be honest, I’m really attracted to it, but I’m shaking my head now.
“No, not now.”
“Hey, aren’t you really drinking too much kimchi soup? “How does a guy who even worries about losing his organs manage his bad breath?”
“Shut up. “You never know again.”
“No, the funny thing is, even if she were a real woman, she might not be a ‘pretty woman.’ “What if a woman bigger than you comes along?”
I’m not very happy with the sight of Wonwoo giggling and teasing me about what’s so funny.
“Hey, come on and smoke it quickly.”
“Okay, okay. Ugh, it’s freezing. When I looked at the news today, they said something about ‘Seoul’s first cold wave in 30 years’…”
Wonwoo, who was mumbling like that, looked my outfit up and down again and secretly sneered.
“Even in the coldest cold wave in 30 years, you are the one who came out wearing a coat for an organ trafficker… Puhahaha!”
In the end, he couldn’t stand it anymore and burst into laughter.
Yes, I know. What a funny situation.
How funny does it look that the guy who even brought a friend with him in case of an emergency came out wearing a coat instead of padding and a dress shirt and slacks instead of a knit and jeans?
Moreover, it would not have been easy to hold back laughter after seeing him making kimchi soup to its peak without even smoking a cigarette, thinking that it might not be good manners to look like a date.
Still.
… Still, you never know. Life may be more romantic than I thought.
With that in mind, I tried to maintain my manners as much as possible. When Wonwoo came back after finishing his cigarette and there was a heavy nicotine scent, I was really desperate for a cigarette, but I held it in like a child experimenting with marshmallows.
If it’s an organ trafficking or religious recommendation, I’ll feel like shit, but if it’s a pretty girl who came out with pure intentions, I’ll smoke two cigarettes out of regret. If you hold back, I’ll give you two marshmallows.
Even as I was thinking such trivial thoughts, the wind was blowing hard, so I shrugged my shoulders and looked around. It seemed like it came out too early.
“Hey, at least ask me where I am.”
Wonwoo, who came out wearing long padding, was quite cold and shivered as he hugged me.
“It must be coming.”
“No, I’m going to freeze to death if I keep doing this!”
“Should I go inside and wait?”
“It will happen a long time ago!”
“That’s right.”
We agreed to meet at Exit 2, but it was a very foolish move to wait outside for fear of conflict. We walked up the stairs, entered the convenience store inside the station, and bought some warm coffee.
But when I saw Wonwoo picking up the coffee, a thought suddenly crossed my mind and I caught him.
“… Hey, let’s eat that instead of that.”
“Oh why!”
“That’s two plus one.”
“You crazy bastard.”
“Your hands may have been cold on the way.”
“I’m riding the subway, but my hands are so cold! And if you are going to drink coffee, would you like it if I bought coffee and waited for you? This is why you can’t be a bunch of idiots.”
Self-deprecation is coming. But it’s strangely persuasive. In the end, I didn’t have anything to refute Wonwoo’s logic, so I decided to just buy him the canned coffee he wanted.
After holding the coffee and rubbing our hands together for a while, we took a sip and took a sip. Only then did the sound of our lives come out of our mouths. The power of a warm drink is great.
“It’s cold for me too, so how can you be miserable?”
Wonwoo clicks his tongue again, looking at me as if he is pathetic. To be honest, I have some regrets. Even if it means a shirt and slacks, I should wear long padding. Who wore the coat for good?
At that moment, my cell phone rang.
Did you say that even tigers will come if you tell them?
[Where are you, author? I’m at Exit 2 right now. If you tell me what you’re wearing…]
Damn, it’s really mixed.
I poured almost all the coffee into my mouth and quickly ran towards exit 2. After Wonwoo finished assessing the situation, he drank coffee while running, threw it neatly into a nearby trash can, and then handed me his hand.
“Hey, give me the trash.”
“What are you talking about all of a sudden?”
“I’ll throw away the trash, so hurry up and go.”
You, this guy, had the type of personality that shines in moments of crisis, right? I lightly raised my hand to express my gratitude and tossed the can of trash to the guy.
It wasn’t until I was almost halfway down the stairs that I started to worry, ‘Oh, but what if he’s really an organ trafficker?’
I had an intuition that was hard to explain, so I just walked faster.
It seemed like that wouldn’t happen.
And when you come out of exit 2.
I recognized her right away without having to contact her again to ask where she was.
She looks here and there with her shoulders shrunken and her anxious eyes like a squirrel that has lost her acorn. She feels sorry for the light cardigan and button-type dress that are not suitable for the harsh weather.
Like everyone else, I don’t wear clothes according to the season.
“… “Satomi.”
At the sound of her squirrel-like voice, she turned her head and looked at me. Her nervous eyes were so pitiful and clear that I forgot what to say for a moment.
I first approached her, who looked cold to everyone.
“Hold your clothes…” . “You can’t wear it.”
I took off the coat she was wearing and draped it over her shoulders. She is much smaller than me and is completely submerged in her coat.
She, wrapped in her coat, looks up at me shivering in only her shirt with worried eyes.
Since they are so close together, the height difference is only about a head.
“Simikun, aren’t you cold?”
“Just whatever. I’m fine.”
It’s so fucking cold.
But it doesn’t seem cold at all.
Strangely enough, I feel like I have a fever.
