77 – Dongmin Lee (12)
Dongmin Lee (12)
The alarm that goes off at 8 o’clock is a classic.
Today was Vivaldi’s ‘Four Seasons’.
It is a famous song that you must have heard at least once somewhere, but perhaps the most famous is “Spring”.
A melody that makes your shoulders twitch even on a dull morning and makes you feel like a light green sprout is sprouting, yet not at all burdensome.
Just as I, who have no talent in mathematics, only lay out the set part in black, I am most familiar with the front part of classical music.
But today starts with ‘Summer’.
No, did you not remember ‘Spring’ because you were sleeping?
The melody goes beyond the liveliness of spring and reminds us of lush summer leaves and lively people at resorts.
I got up from the bed in a daze.
The speaker was placed next to the doorway.
A luxurious silver body.
It must be an expensive product.
Its outlet was facing this way.
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It’s definitely a good song, but the muscles in the body stiffen somewhat, as if suddenly jumping into cold water.
In terms of seasonality, it seems that loud and dynamic music doesn’t go well with it.
Anyway, it’s winter now.
I frowned a little.
“……”
Undoubtedly, Harin was cooking.
I heard yesterday that I was going out, so I thought I would prepare breakfast today, but I have no face.
I might be able to wake up early if I use the phone alarm, but Haerin was absolutely against that.
You must wake up listening to the ‘selection’ of the day.
I asked sneakily as I sat down at the table.
“Should I prepare breakfast too?”
“Huh? Why?”
Haerin said as she put the pot on the table.
She was wearing comfortable clothes and an apron.
She didn’t look sleepy, and her face was full of life.
How many hours ago did it happen?
She too used to put on a sleepy expression right before going to sleep, but I don’t think she’s seen anything other than that.
He is always upbeat and full of energy.
I know she is out there and that she has been cured of insomnia, but I don’t know the exact amount of time she sleeps.
Even when she suffered from insomnia, she was the one who seemed to have no problems on the outside.
Just as there are genes that are healthy even if you sleep less, you don’t even know that Haerin can stay healthy even if you sleep a little.
“I’m sorry every time.”
I said.
“I think it would be okay if I pushed back the wake-up time by an hour or two. I just woke up to my phone alarm…”
“No.”
Is it because of my mood?
I could feel Haerin’s expression getting colder.
She was a little scared, but all I could say to her was that at most she would wake up early.
Don’t you like it if you usually stay diligent?
“………”
I haven’t experienced it, but it’s quite common for students to fight with their parents because of the weather.
The composition of parents who try to awaken late sons and daughters, and children who are dominated by annoyance.
Of course, my experience is a bit special.
My mother used to wake me up at 3 or 4 a.M. That she had to go out for early morning prayer.
I couldn’t even think of oversleeping.
When I was a little older and in school, I always woke up early because I didn’t want to run into my father.
She was bullied at school too, but that was better than being beaten by her father.
“Wake up at 8 is appropriate.”
Haerin said confidently.
“…I think I still sleep enough.”
I roughly put my finger on it.
We usually go to bed around 11 o’clock.
So I was supposed to sleep 9 hours.
… A newborn baby?
There is nothing wrong with sleeping a lot, but for me, who has slept for 6 or 7 hours my whole life, it is an excessive amount of sleep.
Excess is also harmful to the body.
“… Sleeping too much is a bit annoying.”
At my timid murmur, Haerin smiled again and put her hand on my cheek.
“I like to sleep for about 9 hours. Good for your skin, good for your health elsewhere. I’m spending a lot of energy writing, so isn’t that better?”
“… But if it’s only for an hour or so.”
“Baby.”
“…Yes.”
“I’m fine. I do it because I’m happy to prepare breakfast, so you don’t have to worry about it.”
“………”
“Then no problem? He said he would wake up early for me, but I said it was okay. Or… is there another reason?”
The corners of her mouth seemed to lower a little.
I answered politely.
“… No, there is none.”
“Then keep sleeping nice. Nose-?”
As if she was satisfied with my answer, Harin raised her voice and brushed her hair again and again like her mother.
“I prepared enough side dishes. Don’t eat ramen.”
We started eating.
Haerin told me the location of the side dishes I was going to eat.
She decided what to eat for lunch and what to eat for dinner, as if she had told me not to worry about the menu.
The refrigerator, which was too large for two people to live in, was well organized with several containers.
It’s mostly Korean food because of my taste.
It’s not a specific choice, but I like Korean food, and it’s easy to store, so it’s good to store it and eat it.
The attention that I didn’t get even from my mother.
No, it’s because of my unfortunate family background. It’s a luxury that even ordinary people have never experienced.
A girlfriend who takes care of everything.
… Is it a luxury?
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Haerin runs her dishwasher, brushes her teeth, puts on light makeup and even changes her clothes.
I blankly watched her movements.
Occasionally she smiled at me as if she were a pet, petted me, and went to another room.
Sometimes she looked at her phone.
As far as I know, the real girl didn’t have any particularly close friends except for me.
‘Who is it?’
But if you ask me about this, it’s not easy because I also have to share her phone with her.
“Dami-san, I’ll definitely come find you.”
“… Yes, don’t overdo it.”
“Yes♡”
Jjook.
Like a stay-at-home husband seeing off his wife on her way to work, I received her kiss on the porch.
I didn’t even do housework for that.
All I do in this house is writing and exercising.
Haerin’s house had a bookshelf in the living room and several times the amount of books in the library, so there was no time to get bored for those who have a hobby of reading.
I felt as if I heard Harin’s joke that he would make me a ‘pet pig’ for a very short time, so I was terrified.
… I need to pay more attention to taking care of my body.
About 15 minutes passed after Haerin went out.
I turned on my phone.
Kim Hye-eun was quite angry.
[Lee Dong-min, did you block me?]
“………”
The last time I checked was yesterday before bed, around 11 o’clock, and until Haerin finished getting ready to go out, she didn’t turn on her phone, so a full 12 hours passed.
The current time is 11 am.
If I put her average sleep time at around 7 hours, in her Hyeeun Kim head, I ignored her for 4 hours.
Because 1 didn’t even disappear.
Of course I wouldn’t be mad at this mathematical calculation, but she was very offended.
Actually, she has such a strong sense of self-esteem. Even when I was in high school, if I didn’t answer within 5 minutes, the next day, she would harass me to the point of exhaustion.
‘Do you have a girlfriend?’
‘Are you ignoring me?’
Her palm had hit my head.
Pinching her thighs or breasts is basic.
Occasionally he would bite her on the nape of the neck.
I wished it had changed as much as three years had passed since graduation, but that temper was still the same.
There were also several missed calls.
[010-Xxx-xxxx(5)]
“………”
I didn’t save it, but anyone can tell it’s Kim Hye-eun.
“Not even a girlfriend…”
I muttered, feeling goosebumps.
She used to joke that she was my ‘first girlfriend’ from time to time, but of course she never had a relationship with her.
In the past, I would have ignored it somehow, but I was afraid that those words would offend Haerin for no reason.
Kim Hye-eun is a mad dog.
Thanks to her pretty good looks, she was always full of confidence, and she thoroughly suppressed those who were inferior to herself.
If such a person even ignored her, he would become her mad dog and try to bite her.
During her high school days, I also asked her teachers for her help and tried to avoid her.
The results were disastrous each time.
She was even kidnapped by her friends.
… I don’t even want to recall the memory of her back then.
My phone vibrated
[Did our Dongmin grow up a lot?]
[If I don’t receive it within 5 minutes, I’ll go find it? You think I can’t find your house? Ignore it if you’re confident. Do you think it will change after you graduate? Don’t think that if I come, it will end well. Girl friend? I’ll tell your girlfriend all about us and make her f*cking break.]
“………”
It was absurd.
What is ‘our story’?
At best, he forced himself…
Did I mistake the joke for real?
Since a lot of time has passed, memories can be distorted to suit your taste and personal circumstances.
Does Kim Hye-eun, the perpetrator, think of those days as good and enjoyable times, unlike me?
I’m sure it is.
Because there was no punching bag as good as mine.
I clenched my fist.
But in this situation, I was the weakling.
It’s not because I’m ‘weak’ like Haerin said, it’s because I’m still ‘worried’ about that kid who is still trying to play Iljin.
Why can’t I become poisoned?
There is a temptation.
‘Let me just die?’
If you meet a scary older brother, you can tell Haerin like a neighborhood kid telling his dad or older brother.
I’ve kept her impulses in check, but she’ll always…
“… No.”
It’s not ‘for’ Kim Hye-eun.
If Hae-Rin kills Kim Hye-Eun, is there any law that says she doesn’t kill other people as well?
There’s no way I’m safe.
Couldn’t it be called torture?
The reason I was caught by her when I was in school was because of her and the strong men around her.
But now I am an equal member of society.
“… Let’s talk.”
In the first place, the first time Kim Hye-eun contacted me was when she accidentally found me, mistaking me for a ‘friend’, and contacted me because she was glad to see her.
Although the answer was delayed due to the peculiarity of being with Haerin, the situation was right, so I was able to convince him enough before he came.
I know Kim Hye-eun’s personality well enough.
I replied.
[Sorry. Been a bit busy Shall we talk on the phone?]
What do you want?
While I was thinking about what to say to Kim Hye-eun, the number 1 disappeared from the messenger and a phone call came.
… By the way, it was a video call.