Chapter 1 – 1.I See Strange Numbers.(1)
One.
An ordinary evening like any other day.
“Mmmm…!”
After a long oversleep, I got out of bed and headed to the bathroom.
After washing her face, she struggled to open her eyes in a drowsy spirit and looked in the mirror.
“…?”
The number ‘1’ was floating above my head as I stared at it with half-open eyes.
-Match!
I slapped my cheek lightly, wondering if I hadn’t woken up for a moment, but the number didn’t disappear.
“·········.”
I tried to touch it by stretching my hand over my head, but it went right through and I couldn’t catch the number ‘1’ above my head.
– Poof. Swish
When I move my head around, the numbers floating above my head move around following me.
“········· What the hell is this?”
*
“············.”
Coming out of the bathroom, I sat on the bed and looked at the number floating above my head in a hand mirror.
No matter how much I think about it, I have no idea what this is.
Suddenly, a strange number floats above your head in the morning.
As I stare at the mirror at the current situation that is not solved at all, I hear the sound of pressing the door lock on the door of the house.
-Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.
“Hajun, I’m here!”
“Here you come…”
As always, I was speechless when I saw Seoyeon enter the house by entering the password.
“············.”
To her, the number ‘1’ was floating above her head.
“Huh? Why? Did you put anything on my face?”
“············.”
I couldn’t answer anything to Seoyeon’s question as she took the hand mirror that was in my hand.
‘······So what the hell is this!’
*
“I’ll go.”
“Okay······.”
After that, I realized that I had an appointment today, got up from my seat, put on my clothes, and told Seo-yeon that I had to go out.
After that, I was able to come out after calming Seo-yeon, who was very upset.
It’s a situation where they look like newlyweds, but it’s never like that.
Seo-yeon and her parents are close, so she is just a childhood friend whom she has known since childhood to the point that she can’t even remember when.
However, since I am the only friend to Seo-yeon, who has no friends for her, I often come to her house like this without saying anything.
She guessed anyway, but still doesn’t know what’s what.
Like me, the number ‘1’ was floating above Seoyeon’s head, so I thought it would be seen by others, but it drives me crazy to see each number from everyone passing by on my way to the meeting place.
‘That girl is ’11’. That man is a ‘3’…’
As she pondered what these numbers meant and what they meant, she arrived at the meeting place.
– My daughter and my daughter.
“So that crazy… Uh hey! Here!”
After entering a pub, I approached the place called by Dong-jun, who was sitting at a table.
“Why are you here so late?”
“That’s not going to happen… You’re ‘0’.”
“What is he saying now? Suddenly.”
“It has to happen… Ah, guard. Long time no see.”
“High.”
To commemorate the discharge of a friend named Kyung-ho, the three of us, who had been close since middle school, decided to get together for a drink after a long time.
By the way···.
‘Dongjun is ‘0’… And Kyungho is ‘1’.’
I thought about it while looking at the numbers above other people’s heads, but I still don’t know.
“Hey. If you come late, drink this.”
“That’s right… This isn’t it, you madman!”
“Shut up! Where is the late bastard? Who told you to be late?”
“Ugh… Yes, I eat, eat…”
As soon as I woke up, I felt like my head would explode in an unrealistic situation, and I felt like I was about to die.
‘This is what people eat, what hippos eat…’
As he sighed deeply and looked at Dong-jun while accepting the glass he held out to him, he saw that the number above his head changed into a blur.
“Uh?”
“Hey. It doesn’t work. Eat quickly.”
Watching me surprised by the number returning to ‘0’ in an instant, Dongjun grabs my hand holding the glass and pushes it into my mouth.
-Charrrr.
“Hey! Hey! Gotta eat! Oh, spit it all out, bastard.”
“············.”
The moment Dong-jun held my hand, the number changed again in a blur and another letter came to mind.
‘Sympathy’
Under the number ‘0’, the word ‘sympathy’ came to mind.
“What the······.”
*
“············.”
“No. Why is he doing this all along?”
“So. What are you doing?”
After Dongjun’s hand held my hand and I saw the letters floating above his head, I lost my mind halfway.
‘So… This number is… Hand······.’
“Hey guard!”
“Uh, huh?”
“Hand! Give me a hand!”
“What a place… Hey! Hey! No, this crazy!”
I clenched the frightened guard by the hand and carefully looked at the number that popped up on his head.
Beneath the number ‘1’ comes the word ‘number of experiences 26’. Also, next to the number ‘1’, the name ‘Jeong Soo-ah’ comes to mind.
“Hey guard. What was your girlfriend’s name?”
“No, let go of this hand! Fuck! After being discharged from the military, I haven’t even held Sua’s hand yet, but I hold the man’s hand first!”
“So… Your girlfriend’s name was ‘Jeong Soo-ah’…?”
“Yeah you crazy bastard! Why! No, why are you doing this since earlier!”
“············.”
I finally let go of the guard’s hand and buried myself in the back of the chair.
The moment I heard the words of the guard, I realized this strange phenomenon.
The number above people’s heads is the number of people that person has had sexual experience with.
And when you hold hands, the details come out.
How many times have you had sex, and who you’ve had sex with so far.
‘······Uh? But wait. Why am I a ‘1’?
If it’s long, if it’s long, if it’s short, I can’t understand it as I’ve never had sex with a woman, let alone kissed, in the short 23 years of my life.
Why on earth do I have the number ‘1’?
I want to know the details of the numbers above my head, but I don’t know how.
Is it okay if I hold my own hand as I hold other people’s hands?
“Yeah, but by the way. Aren’t you dating a girlfriend?”
“······Uh? Suddenly?”
“No, it is. A lot of money. I don’t even have a face. What are you doing?”
In response to Dong-jun’s question, I said something in an instant, but I smiled strangely and slapped him on the back of the head as he glanced at my crotch.
-Puck!
“Evil! Yumma!”
“This is why I can’t recognize my older brother’s fire bat! This guy!”
“Hey. I won’t meet him because I don’t want to meet him. ‘That’ Seoyeon is holding tight next to me, who are you going to meet?”
“Ah, that sound again. Hey, that’s all nonsense. It’s been a while since I graduated from high school, so let’s stop.”
At the words of the guard, I spoke with a straight face.
“Ugh······.”
“Ha······.”
At my words, Kyung-ho and Dong-jun sigh at the same time.
Was it from elementary school?
Seoyeon was always bullied.
Because the child is so pretty and kind, bad rumors always followed Seo-yeon like a tag.
It got worse and worse when I got to high school.
A face is a face, a body is a body. Rumors began to go too far as everything was so much better than others.
-Hey, I heard that Yu Seo-yeon shaved all the hair of that third-year sister?
-What? Really? Come to think of it, she said that older sister isn’t going to school these days?
-Yoo Seo-yeon talked to Ha Jun-i and completely changed her face.
-Wow, what a crazy bitch…
Whose face was completely hacked up? To say that a certain senior’s head was shaved with a hair clipper.
Perhaps because of such rumors, she consulted with her teacher more often, and seeing her child getting darker, I hugged her all the more and cursed at the people who spread the rumors about her.
“Hey, are you saying that’s not a rumor…”
“Hey. Stop. Will he believe it?”
“Well, you are such a dull and stupid bastard. Does a child like this know a woman?”
As I listened to Dong-jun and Kyung-ho, the days passed by in my mind.
‘But Dong-jun, this bastard is…’
-Puck!
“Evil! Hey fuck! Why do you hit me!”
“Hey you bastard! Fuck you! Are you bragging about me while pretending to have a lot of experience with women?”
“What? 100 million! Hey! What a place… Aaaaa!”
“Die! Fuck die! 어디 똑같은 아다새끼가 구라를 쳐!”
He hit Dong-jun on the back of the head and knocked him to the floor, stepping on it with his foot.
I remember the days when Dongjun made fun of me pretending to have a lot of experience with women.
-Hey bro, imma. It’s the only truck I’ve ever met.
-Women are crazy about things like this? Oh hey, what does the bastard know?
– Hey. Girls don’t like your style. Know?
That day, an ambulance picked up a patient who was barely breathing at a pub.
“Die! Die! You fucking stupid bastard, die!”
“No, how the fuck did you know…
