51 – A Little Bit of Honesty
Today, Park Si-yoon did not come to pick me up at work.
After a recent incident, we had a meeting at home and concluded that for the time being, even if my dad is a little busy, he will make time at night and drive his car to pick me up.
I know that her father is a very busy person, so I was very grateful for her care for her daughter. But on the other hand, why do I feel strangely sad?
“Daughter, are you worried about anything? “For some reason, you’re not looking at your phone.”
“What’s the worry…. No.”
While driving home, my dad in the driver’s seat said something to me, and I hastily lifted my chin and shook his head.
It’s such a strange feeling. Obviously, it would be good for Park Si-yoon because he wouldn’t have to waste his time on me, and I would be able to return home more quickly and comfortably, so it would be good for both of us.
Right now, I just feel sad about this moment. Every time I see the night street I walked with Park Si-yoon outside the window, I feel like my heart is tightening.
“Well, we have arrived, our princess. “You should get off slowly.”
My father said jokingly as he parked the car in the parking lot we had already arrived at and unfastened his seatbelt.
As I unfastened my seatbelt one after another, I said something I had not yet told my father.
“Yes, thank you, Dad. Oh, and I’m going to stop by Park Si-yoon’s house, so go home first.”
“Are you Siyun? “Do you have anything to do?”
“Well, since it’s the weekend starting tomorrow, I thought I’d stay up a little late and chat.”
“Okay, don’t bother staying up too late, just play around and come back.”
Dad took the sports bag that was on my shoulder, saying he would leave it for himself. I sometimes feel it, but I often wonder if my dad really thinks of me and Han Yujin like princesses.
Ding.
As we chatted, the elevator arrived at the 17th floor where we lived.
Beep. Beep. Beep.
As soon as I got off the elevator, I went to the front door of Park Si-yoon’s house on the right and pressed the password on her door lock. It was such a natural behavior that anyone would think I was also a resident of this house.
“Yuna is here. “Is practice over?”
As soon as I entered the front door, Park Si-yoon’s father, the man I call uncle, welcomed me with a stern expression. A golf tournament video was playing on TV.
“Ah, yes. Uncle. By the way, what about your aunt and Park Si-yoon?”
“Her child’s mother has gone to your house, and Siyun will be inside. Shall I call you?”
“No, I can just go.”
Your aunt went to our house. It’s somehow funny that the paths diverge like this.
Anyway, the person I had to meet was Park Si-yoon, so I bowed to her uncle and headed to the small room.
Knock knock.
– Yes.
I knocked on the door to see if they were working, and the answer came right away.
“It’s me, can I come in?”
– What is it, is it you? Come in.
Chit, what does ‘Is it you?’, Without affection. You can at least say sweetly, ‘Are you finished now?’ Anyway, you’re a fool who doesn’t even know how a woman feels.
Complaining As I lowered the doorknob and let out my frustration, I saw Park Si-yoon sitting on the bed.
Meanwhile, on the computer, an editing program that I often saw was running in full swing, but I thought I might have interrupted it, so I reflexively went into squat mode.
“Sorry, did I disturb you?”
“Oh my, when did you ever care about such things…?” . It’s okay, so come in. “The work was already finished, and it was currently being encoded.”
I’m not sure what encoding means, but it probably means that the work you have to do is roughly finished, right? Thank god.
Since permission was given, she immediately headed to an empty chair and sat down. Then Park Si-yoon’s head tilted to the side.
“What’s going on? “You all sit there.”
“I…. What?”
“No, you always sit on the bed because the chair is uncomfortable. “I thought it was a big deal.”
Huh? That’s right. Now that I think about it, why did I naturally avoid the seat next to Park Si-yoon? Until recently, regardless of whether Park Si-yoon was there or not, I would just jump into bed and enjoy the Matrix’s softness.
A question mark appeared over my head for a moment, but I quickly realized that I had work to do and shook the thought away. Let’s chat later. First of all, business comes first.
“Well, I have something to ask you more than that…. “Are you okay?”
“Please? “Please, please buy me ice cream. I’m really behind on things like this.”
“Si, what kind of person do I look like who would do something like that to a patient!?”
Even though Park Si-yoon only has an injured hand and has no problems with movement, I am not such a bad b*tch that I order an ice cream shuttle for a kid who has one of his hands wrapped in a bandage.
When he got heated and raised his voice, Park Si-yoon giggled as if to prove that it was just a joke.
“I’m just kidding, dude. So what are you asking for? “Looking at the weight, I guess it’s a bit important?”
“Uh, yeah…. This is a rather important request. It could be difficult….”
“It’s okay, just say something. “If it’s impossible, I’ll take care of it.”
You’re such an idiot, you say so much, but you listen to most requests.
There is something that still remains in my memory. First grade of elementary school? I remember when I was in second grade, the stars were so pretty in the night sky, so I told Park Si-yoon that I wanted one, and the next day, she bought me a star-shaped toy at a stationery store.
It wasn’t very expensive, and it was just a star-shaped, shiny item.
From then on, whenever I asked for something, Park Si-yoon never specifically refused. As I said earlier, there were many cases where requests that were really absurd, in fact, I gave as a joke, were dismissed, but that was all.
What I sincerely want is always answered. That is a childhood friend named Park Si-yoon.
“Actually, the boss wants to see you separately on Sunday. “I think you already knew that you were the one who picked me up at night and that you saved me from a stalker not long ago.”
Thanks to Park Si-yoon’s words, I delivered the request that the boss had given me.
Then I could see Park Si-yoon’s pupils, who were staring at me, dilate even just for a moment. Although they thought it was unexpected, they also reacted as if they had guessed it to some extent.
“… Okay? “Then what did you gloss over as being a cousin?”
“I don’t know that much. But I think you probably know.”
This is just my guess, but judging from the boss’s reaction at the time, you probably know that our relationship is not that of cousins.
This time, you used the pretext of ‘I want to express my gratitude,’ but that may not be the real reason. It is highly likely that the intention is to inquire about my relationship with Park Si-yoon and prevent any concerns from occurring in advance.
So, if possible, I hoped that Park Si-yoon would reject this offer. I didn’t want to let the two of them meet, even if it was in such a blinding way.
“Well, since you’re calling me, I have to go. “I also had something I wanted to ask the boss.”
However, as expected, Park Si-yoon gave an answer that I don’t know whether it lived up to my expectations or not, and he willingly announced his intention to meet the boss. But what he said at the end was questionable to me.
“What do you mean, you have something to ask the boss?”
“Is that what you said?”
“You’re not planning on saying something like, ‘Please take a good look at our Hanyu.’, Right? “If I do that, I’ll be a real disgrace.”
“Are you saying that I’m crazy? “It’s a good thing they don’t say things like, ‘Please be tougher.'”
Well, that’s right. Given Park Si-yoon’s personality, I don’t think he would ever say such a thing.
But in that case, what on earth is the favor you would ask the boss? I can’t even think of it.
“Anyway, that’s all you ask for, right? “Is there nothing more to say?”
“Yes, that’s it. Ah, but lastly….”
“Hmm?”
I got up from the chair, headed to the bed, and slowly approached Park Si-yoon in a cat pose. Park Si-yoon, who flinched at my approach but didn’t back away, seemed kind of like a virgin, so it was kind of cute…. Oh no, what are you talking about? Yuna Han.
“What, what is it?”
“Just stay there for a moment. “I have something to check.”
“No, so what on earth….”
I brought my face as close to Park Si-yoon as possible, and then, wondering if I might have missed anything, I looked at each and every feature, making sure not to miss a single hair.
I don’t know if he looks that good to me. Maybe people in the world have a strange sense of aesthetics? Is this really a handsome face?
“Hey, if you’re going to look at people so intently, at least tell me the reason.”
“It’s no big deal. “Soobin said you were handsome today, and I asked him if he thought he was handsome.”
“Dude, how can you gossip about people behind their backs and say it’s no big deal? “Are you a gangster?”
It’s rude to talk behind your back. This is not to say that the conversation was conducted with malicious intent. We just had a serious discussion about whether Park Si-yoon is good-looking or not from a universal perspective.
He completely ignores Park Si-yoon, who is making a fuss alone, and continues his review again. But it doesn’t seem like a good-looking corner to me. Even if I look at it more closely, I don’t think the evaluation will change much.
“… Of course it’s Park Si-yoon. “What does handsome mean?”
“Are you a real idiot? Is that what you mean by suddenly looking at other people’s faces? Hey, and where have I never been told I’m ugly?”
That’s right. Who would make a bad comment to a person’s face by saying, ‘You’re so ugly.’ That’s only possible between me and Park Si-yoon.
“Ugh, I don’t even want you to think I’m cool anyway. “At least it feels like this every day.”
Park Si-yoon must have wanted to express a dark aura, so he waved his hands in all directions and scrunched up his face in a weird way.
That’s right. But it seems like Park Si-yoon misunderstands something.
“Fool, I said, ‘I’ve never looked good.’ I didn’t say, ‘I’ve never looked good.'”
“… Uh?”
Park Si-yoon looked at me blankly, as if momentarily taken aback by my words. It felt like I had punched that idiot for the first time in a while, so I naturally got excited.
Seeing that, I suddenly got up from my seat, grabbed the doorknob, and looked at Park Si-yoon with his head half turned. I don’t know what kind of expression I’m making right now, but I’m sure I don’t look as stupid as Park Si-yoon.
“I said you were cool a few days ago. “At that time, I’ll admit that I had a brief crush on you.”
“… ….”
“Then I’m going? “Don’t forget to show up on Sunday.”
He playfully waved his hand at Park Si-yoon, who was now opening his mouth with such force that his chin almost fell to his chest, and left the room.
Yes, even if Park Si-yoon is a fool who doesn’t know how women feel, he can admit this much. He said that the moment he saved me was really cool and that I felt like I would fall in love with him.
It’s okay because this isn’t a crush. The fact that Park Si-yoon is just a little bit cooler than other guys is something I can acknowledge out of loyalty to my childhood friend of 19 years.