CH 15 Just as Chae Yoo-jeong was about to pay for the groceries at the counter, he looked up from his phone, where he had been messaging Yoo Ji-han, who seemed worried about him, and reached to swipe his credit card. Beep! Beep! A red light flashed on the small screen in front of him, accompanied by the message: “This card has been declined.” “Aah….” Chae Yoo-jeong let out a frustrated sigh. Deciding it was best to explain, he pulled out his phone to call Yoo Ji-han and tell him that his father had frozen the card that had been given to him. The lady at the counter smiled warmly. “Do you have another card or a different payment method you’d like to use, Sir?” She seemed used to seeing foreigners struggle with cash or card issues. Her patience was unwavering, even as the people behind him tapped their feet, glanced at their watches, and muttered under their breath. The faint hum of the air conditioner mixed with the low chatter of the store, making the moment feel heavier than it should have. “Sorry about that. I’ll pay with Google Pay…” Chae Yoo-jeong said, slightly flustered. He looked at his phone and with a careful hand, he positioned the camera over the QR code on the counter, trying not to fumble as the line behind him shifted impatiently. Once the photo was sent, on Yoo Ji-han’s kakaotalk account , he immediately called Yoo Ji-han, tapping his phone nervously. The line connected, and Yoo Ji-han’s gentle, concerned voice came through...  “Hello? Yoo-jeong-ah~ Is something wrong?” Yoo Ji-han spoke first in a gentle voice. Then, he saw the image pop up on his screen, Yoo Ji-han quickly understood the situation. Chae Yoo-jeong’s words tumbled out, slightly rushed.  “You see… my card was declined because my father froze the account. Could you pay for it this time? I’ll transfer the money later. I still haven’t transferred my funds from overseas, so—” “Oh, okay. It’s fine. You don’t have to send me anything. I’ll pay for it right now.” Yoo Ji-han replied nonchalantly, his voice calm and reassuring. ‘It seems like Hyung has been so considerate of me lately…’ Chae Yoo-jeong thought. ‘….especially after my parents came to visit and caused that fight… in the early morning, out of nowhere.’ “Unn… see you later, then, Hyung.” Chae Yoo-jeong forced the corners of his mouth into a small, tight smile before disconnecting the call. The screen in front of him flashed a green check mark, signaling that the purchase had gone through successfully. The lady at the counter offered her signature warm smile and waved goodbye. “Please come again.” The lady said. He offered a small, awkward smile before gathering all the groceries and luggage. Taking a deep breath, he tried to shrug off the lingering frustration and embarrassment. The weight of the bags pressed against his hands, and the distant hum of the city surrounded him as he made his way back to their apartment, determined to leave the morning’s tension behind. *** When Yoo Ji-han arrived at the apartment door, his expression was serious, a careful mask of determination mixed with concern. He had spent the past few hours turning over in his mind how to approach Chae Yoo-jeong about the trauma tied to his mother, unsure of how to word his support without making him feel pressured. ‘I really want to help him, no matter what… and stay by his side for as long as possible.’ Yoo Ji-han thought, the pulse in his chest quickening slightly at the thought of Chae Yoo-jeong’s fragile state. He reached for his keys, fingers brushing the cold metal, but before he could even insert one, the door swung open from the other side. Chae Yoo-jeong had already opened it, standing there with a tired yet tentative expression. Yoo Ji-han offered a nervous smile and spoke softly. “I’m back, Yoo-jeong-ah.” He widened his arms slightly, gesturing for Chae Yoo-jeong to come closer. After a brief hesitation, Chae Yoo-jeong stepped forward and hugged him awkwardly, the embrace light yet carrying a quiet mix of relief and gentle sadness. Yoo Ji-han held him steadily, letting him lean on him for as long as he needed. After taking off his shoes and coat, Yoo Ji-han sank onto the couch. Chae Yoo-jeong seemed to sense what he was about to say; no small talk was necessary. Yoo Ji-han straightened his posture, exhaled slowly, and then spoke. “I want to talk to you about your trauma. I want to be straightforward with you.” Chae Yoo-jeong nodded silently, bracing himself for what was to come. At first, Chae Yoo-jeong began to speak nervously about his childhood and the harshness of his mother. His words were hesitant, faltering, but as he continued, tears welled up in his eyes. Soon his face contorted with emotion, his voice cracking and failing as he struggled to speak. Yoo Ji-han listened quietly, his expression calm and patient. When Chae Yoo-jeong finally broke down and began to cry, Yoo Ji-han moved to his side, gently patting his back in a steady, reassuring rhythm. ‘It seems he feels a twinge of guilt for speaking negatively about his mother….’ Yoo Ji-han thought. ‘Even though he has endured pain because of her harshness and mood swings, he also understands, in his own way, the struggles she faced.’ Chae Yoo-jeong paused, his sobs quieting as he tried to catch his breath, leaving a heavy silence in the room. “Are you okay…? You don’t have to force yourself to talk about everything. Just take a deep breath. Here—drink some water.” Yoo Ji-han spoke softly, handing Chae Yoo-jeong a glass. Chae Yoo-jeong blinked twice, his expression blank, though the tears continued to stream down his cheeks. Closing his eyes, he inhaled and exhaled slowly, pressing his fingers to his forehead as if trying to steady himself. Yoo Ji-han’s voice carried a hint of worry as he asked again, gentle but insistent: “Are you really okay? Do you want to lie down for a bit?” Chae Yoo-jeong, lost in his own thoughts for a moment, finally nodded and leaned gently against Yoo Ji-han’s shoulder. The steady rhythm of his breathing filled Yoo Ji-han’s ears, warm and soft against him. Yoo Ji-han felt his face flush red. ‘Aah! He’s so cute… Stop! You shouldn’t be thinking like this!’ Yoo Ji-han scolded himself silently, trying to push back the sudden surge of affection and protectiveness. Strands of Chae Yoo-jeong’s hair brushed softly against Yoo Ji-han’s face, tickling him slightly, but he remained still, letting Chae Yoo-jeong find comfort in his arms. Yoo Ji-han hugged him lightly in return, a quiet gesture of reassurance. No words passed between them, yet the simple closeness, the warmth pressed against skin, carried an unspoken intensity. In that shared moment, it felt as if they could face anything in the world together, no matter how impossible it seemed.  “I probably don’t really know the best way to handle trauma… but I think therapy could help. Even if it doesn’t fix everything right away, don’t stress about it too much. Just focus on relaxing. You don’t need to worry about it being a waste of money… okay, Yoo-jeong-ah?” Listening carefully to Yoo Ji-han’s words, Chae Yoo-jeong slowly pulled away from him and leaned back on the couch, settling into a proper sitting position. His expression was tentative, indecisive, yet he accepted Yoo Ji-han’s advice. Chae Yoo-jeong had already tried a few therapy sessions to work on his possessiveness issues with Yoo Ji-han. Yoo Ji-han knew it had helped him to some extent, even if the progress wasn’t complete, and he hoped this gentle reminder would encourage Chae Yoo-jeong to continue. Chae Yoo-jeong had decided to take the semester off from college so he could focus on full-time therapy. Yoo Ji-han, as stubborn as ever, insisted on dropping him off at the therapy center and picking him up afterward, despite Chae Yoo-jeong insisting it wasn’t necessary. ‘I just want Chae Yoo-jeong to find some comfort in me, even if it’s only a little.’ Yoo Ji-han thought, his gaze lingering on him as they walked side by side. --- Credits: Writer: Hoshi Miya Co-writer: Miry We made a Discord Server ! please join us!

Ch 13 Chae Yoo-jeong and Yoo Ji-han had dinner together that evening. Sushi had been on their minds, but it was nearly impossible to find decent sushi in Germany, and even delivery would have taken over thirty minutes. In the end, Yoo Ji-han settled for tteokbokki and fish cakes, simple comfort food that had been pre-made and kept in the refrigerator. Lately, even cooking has felt like a luxury. The nights had grown shorter, filled with endless studying, and the semester exams were turning out to be far more difficult than either of them had imagined. Chae Yoo-jeong climbed onto the bed and lightly pushed Yoo Ji-han’s shoulder. Yoo Ji-han looked up at him, and their eyes met, just long enough for him to notice the faint, bitter smile on Chae Yoo-jeong’s face. It wasn’t the kind of smile that reached his eyes, and something about it made a quiet worry stir in Yoo Ji-han’s chest. ‘Something’s weird.’ “Did something happen today, Yoo-jeong- ah ?”  Yoo Ji-han asked carefully, softly, his voice barely above a whisper. He reached out, letting his hand rest gently against Chae Yoo-jeong’s cheek. There was a faint scent of salt in the air, something that didn’t belong there, something that shouldn’t have been on Chae Yoo-jeong’s skin. Yoo Ji-han, always sensitive to emotions and the smallest details, didn’t need an answer to understand. ‘…Something had gone wrong.’ Chae Yoo-jeong shook his head lightly, as if to say it was nothing. His eyes drifted away, settling somewhere on the blanket, avoiding Yoo Ji-han’s gaze. Yoo Ji-han let out a quiet sigh, already familiar with this habit of his, hiding things behind silence. ‘I can’t blame him, though.’ He knew Chae Yoo-jeong well enough to understand that silence was his way of coping, of holding himself together when words might make him fall apart. For a moment, neither of them spoke. The room felt still, the only sound being the soft hum of the heater. Yoo Ji-han’s thumb brushed gently against Chae Yoo-jeong’s cheek, a wordless reassurance. ‘But it’s alright, he thought. He’ll tell me sooner or later. Even if it’s not right now.’ Yoo Ji-han wrapped his arms around Chae Yoo-jeong’s neck, pulling him closer. He pressed a small, tentative kiss near his lips, and Chae Yoo-jeong responded, leaning in and deepening the kiss. He started to twist his tongue inwards and explore all the corners of Yoo Ji-han’s mouth. This made Yoo Ji-han swallow a moan or two.  Even in the midst of the heat, Yoo Ji-han held Chae Yoo-jeong’s gaze between kisses. There was something fragile in his eyes, a mix of longing, uncertainty, and the weight of unspoken thoughts. ‘This felt all too strange as if it were unreal.’ They both thought at the same time. After a minute of rough, urgent kissing, their tongues reluctantly parted. Yoo Ji-han gasped and huffed for air, his chest rising and falling quickly. In the dim light, his eyes flickered with a restless energy, yet there was nothing for him to focus on. He thought about letting his arousal fade, knowing sleep was tugging at him, and that he needed a moment to steady himself. “Hugh…… So tired.” Chae Yoo-jeong, whose face was already near the waist of Yoo Ji-han, immediately pulled the pants off him and began to suck him off. He swirled the tip of the dick with his tongue and massaged the ends with his hands. Applying saliva to moisture and allowing the dick to enter into his mouth, Chae Yoo-jeong mumbled with it, while having it in his mouth. “Iw’s two bigh….mn” “Please take it off from your mouth before speaking.” However, Chae Yoo-jeong kept it in his mouth, regardless of the fact that he was struggling to swallow it whole in one go. Yoo Ji-han’s fingers tightened instinctively, his body trembling with the intensity of the moment. Chae Yoo-jeong tried to add more saliva to allow him to swallow deeper easily.  Yoo Ji-han’s eyes blinked and the corners of the eyes wrinkled with some bits of unexplainable pleasure that made his waist bent. The stickiness and inside texture of his mouth made him shiver and tense, but it only made him push Chae Yoo-jeong harder inside. The tip reached down the throat, and it was bulging outwards.  Chae Yoo-jeong froze for a moment, unsure how and if to take it out, remained in place. The air between them felt thick and heavy with everything that had just happened. Yoo Ji-han reached out, his fingers tracing softly along Chae Yoo-jeong’s face.  ‘Damn… he looks so vulnerable and beautiful right now, and somehow…that makes him even more endearing.’ Yoo Ji-han thought, warmth rising in his chest. Then, Yoo Ji-han pushed his shaft out of Chae Yoo-jeong’s mouth, the trail of cum splattered over his face. Chae Yoo-jeong blinked a few times and brushed his fingers over his eyelashes, wiping some cum, that hindered his view. Yoo Ji-han took out a pack of condoms and a bottle of gel from the side. “Take this.” “Okay.” Chae Yoo-jeong quietly began to remove his clothes, without saying another word. A small trace of drool clung to the corner of his mouth, and Yoo Ji-han couldn’t help but let out a soft laugh — not out of mockery, but because of how silly and cute he looked. Chae Yoo-jeong rubbed at his cheek, a faint flush rising as if to playfully turn down the offer to have sex together.  “I’m exhausted as well, Yoo Ji-han Hyung.”  Yoo ji-han raised his eyebrow and smirked. “Then, you shouldn’t have started it, Yoo-jeong-ah.” “Hyung…I’ll fuck you tomorrow. Absolutely….but tonight ……just let me stay with you.” Chae Yoo-jeong whispered close to Yoo Ji-han’s ears, which created a tingling sensation within him.  ‘I know he’s been staying up late, trying to finish revising for his exams. But I guess my anticipation… will have to be put out for now, like a candle’s flame snuffed by a gust of wind.’ Holding Chae Yoo-jeong by the shoulders, Yoo Ji-han gently turned him over onto the soft bed and continued on his own. Yoo Ji-han’s hand, slightly smaller than Chae Yoo-jeong’s, wrapped around their dicks and shook it together using the bit of saliva and the cum that was already out. “Let’s just finish this one before we go to sleep, shall we?” Squinting slightly and glancing his way, Yoo Ji-han spoke in a soft, teasing tone that carried just a hint of seduction toward Chae Yoo-jeong. His voice lingered in the air, low and deliberate, as if testing how far he could draw Chae Yoo-jeong in without a single touch. Chae Yoo-jeong, trembling beneath him, bit his lip, dizziness flickering at the edges of his vision from exhaustion. A drop of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth, prompting Yoo Ji-han to lean in and brush it away with the tip of his tongue. “Even if I end up fainting, please do finish it up.” After laughing softly, Chae Yoo-jeong leaned in and kissed him, exchanging the bitterness of the blood from Yoo Ji-han’s tongue, in his. He chuckled, feeling the taste of his blood. He then looked at Yoo Ji-han with his dizzy stare. There was no doubt that he was amazing in bed as well. ‘Hyung’s presence is commanding attention even in the quiet moments.’ Yoo Ji-han watched Chae Yoo-jeong carefully, his gaze lingering with quiet intensity noticing Chae Yoo-jeong gaze. Then he licked Chae Yoo-jeong’s lips before he swirled his fingers around the tip and shook more thoroughly than before. There was no stopping for Yoo Ji-han, who was sitting on top of Chae Yoo-jeong, who was trembling under his touch. A shiver ran through both of them, as they held onto each other, breath mingling and hearts racing, finally climaxing. --- Credits: Writer: Hoshi Miya Co-writer: Miry   We made a Discord Server ! please join us!

CH 14 As if fate refused to let Chae Yoo-jeong rest after just finishing his semester exams, a sharp knock echoed through the quiet room, startling him awake. ‘…Someone is at the door…’ Chae Yoo-jeong sighed and looked around the room. Late afternoon sunlight streamed through the curtains, casting long shadows across the bed, while the faint hum of the city drifted in from outside. He glanced at Yoo Ji-han, sprawled across the mattress, completely unmoved. His breathing was deep and even, a testament to how soundly he slept when exhausted. Chae Yoo-jeong, a light sleeper, stirred first, blinking against the dim light. His head still heavy with fatigue, he swung his legs over the side of the bed and padded quietly toward the door. Seeing Yoo Ji-han remained asleep, he decided not to disturb him. He deserved extra rest after the exams, after all. Every creak of the floorboards made Chae Yoo-jeong tense. Half-dazed, he reached for the handle, wondering who could possibly be visiting at this hour—and whether it was worth waking Yoo Ji-han for. Since he was in a foreign country and didn’t want to risk being robbed in broad daylight, Chae Yoo-jeong cautiously peered through the small front door peephole. His heart skipped a beat as he adjusted his angle, trying to get a clear view without being seen.  He froze. Standing there were his step-father and mother, their expressions unreadable. ‘Step-father… and mother…? Why are they here?’ While thinking that, he let the door open to avoid any delay in their time. They tend to riot about how their time is valuable if he gets late for even one second.  The cold chill he got from the back side of his brain was already telling him that something was wrong with their sharp and cold expressions and that the vibes that were emitting from them felt dangerous. ‘I didn’t tell them where I lived, right? I can’t remember correctly……. Yoo Ji-han is still sleeping, so I better take the conversion somewhere else!’ Before Chae Yoo-jeong could prevent them from entering, they were already inside the house.  ‘I wished I could just push them outside.’ Chae Yoo-jeong’s palms were already sweating and became cold. He could only hope that there was no major issue with having them here. The door behind them closed with a loud thud.  Hearing a loud noise unlike usual, Yoo Ji-han woke up and yawned. Since the living room was directly linked in the bedroom, he saw the group of strangers walking in front of Chae Yoo-jeong, who had a nervous expression, as if he was about to break down at that second.  This surprised Yoo Ji-han to a point that he jumped out of the bed and sat up straight and sat on the couch nearby. After his parents sat down, Chae Yoo-jeong was cowering in fear as he looked down at his feet, unable to make eye-contact with Yoo Ji-han or his parents. Yoo Ji-han’s eyes widened when the words of the strangers were heard next. “We saw the post of the two kissing on your college forum before it got taken down.” Yoo Ji-han and Chae Yoo-jeong automatically froze without a single word uttered. Only bodies make a creak sound as if they were robots that had suddenly run out of energy to move. Yoo Ji-han glanced at Chae Yoo-jeong whose forehead was fully steamed and cooked with dripping sweat.  “Are you gay?” His mother voiced her loud voice, as if she was screeching. Silence repeated in Chae Yoo-jeong’s ears, unable to hear the rest of his mother impatiently yelling at him to answer, as if he was experiencing Tinnitus. Yoo Ji-han’s dull eyes quietly staring into the mid-air, as he had no words left to say. His eyes widened trying to process the current situation.  The only loud sounds that were heard throughout the whole apartment in the early morning was Chae Yoo-jeong’s parents, who were bickering amongst themselves and cunningly insulting Yoo Ji-han and Chae Yoo-jeong together without a single ounce of respect.  His eyes started to shake in despair, as his vision got cloudy. He felt like he was unable to do anything. Then, a thin thread finally broke. Tak! Before he could stop himself, Chae Yoo-jeong lurched forward and struck his step-father across the face, his palm stinging from the impact. He hadn’t even looked at him, his body moved first, driven by instinct and the sudden rush of panic tightening his chest. He staggered back, gasping for air. His hands trembled violently, the aftershock of fear and anger mixing in his veins. His step-father stared at him, stunned, one hand lifted halfway to his cheek as if unable to process what had just happened. A heavy silence filled the hallway, thick and suffocating. Before either parent could speak, footsteps approached from behind. Yoo Ji-han, still disheveled from sleep but fully alert, stepped in front of Chae Yoo-jeong in a single, decisive motion. His expression was icy, controlled, but the anger beneath it was unmistakable. “Just get out.” His voice was low and steady. “Before we have to call the police. I don’t care if you’re his parents or not. Leave. Right. Now.” Yoo Ji-han’s words cut through the silence, harsh and cold. The two of them rose without a single protest. Chae Yoo-jeong’s mother looked at Chae Yoo-jeong with a threatening glance for the last time and muttered as if she was disgusted at him for being gay. “Howdarehe….” As she turned to leave, Chae Yoo-jeong’s mother cast him one last threatening glance, her expression twisted with thinly veiled disgust…...disgust not only toward him, but toward the fact that he was gay. She has one more final reason to hate him, it seems, to put the nail in the coffin.  She muttered something under her breath, her resentment unmistakable even if the words were lost. Finally, she spoke clearly, her voice cold and final. “You’re no longer my son. Don’t even dare to think about contacting me or your father.” The illusion of his mother….her cold voice from years ago telling him he was “smelly,” dirty, and unwanted flashed violently through his mind the moment her glare met his.  His chest tightened. Chae Yoo-jeong’s eyes trembled as his vision warped, the hallway bending out of shape as if he were looking through rippling water. His breath caught in his throat, slipping unevenly past his lips. He had always known, somewhere deep inside, that his mother had carved lasting wounds into him. But this… this face-to-face moment, this open rejection, was the first time he had ever confronted it without shrinking back. He had never dared to defy her before. He had always obeyed, always folded himself into whatever shape she demanded. But now….seeing her disgust aimed at him so clearly, so deliberately…... For the first time, he understood just how much of his fear had come from her, and how long he had been living beneath it. The realization struck him with a quiet, crushing weight. ‘How long… have I lived like this…?’ This blunt, unapologetic rejection didn’t just hurt; it peeled back the truth he had spent years avoiding. And yet, despite the pain, despite the trembling in his chest, he stood there, truly stood there, without shrinking away for the first time in his life. His parents had already left the building and were making their way toward their private plane, ready to return to Korea as if nothing had happened. They will soon forget this incident like it was nothing, and continue on with their daily lives, while he spent the time in misery and heavy hearted. Meanwhile, Chae Yoo-jeong’s body felt unbearably sluggish, as though all the strength had drained from his limbs. A wave of dizziness washed over him, and he swayed where he stood, his balance slipping away. He staggered, barely catching himself before his knees could give out. Noticing this, Yoo Ji-han immediately stepped forward and guided him to the couch, easing him down with steady hands. Chae Yoo-jeong covered his face, bending forward as if trying to make himself smaller. His palms were cold and damp with sweat, and his vision remained blurred, pulsing at the edges. ‘He’s having a nervous breakdown!’ Yoo Ji-han tried to process what had just happened, but everything had unfolded too quickly for him to make sense of it and that too at the beak of the morning. “Why don’t you lie down for a bit? Hmmm… my dear Yoo-jeong-ah?” He whispered softly, his tone gentle, before taking Chae Yoo-jeong’s hand in his own and giving it a reassuring squeeze. Chae Yoo-jeong nodded, still avoiding eye contact, his gaze drifting downward. Yoo Ji-han leaned closer, trying to meet his eyes, but they remained fixed on the floor, lost in the whirlwind of emotions. ‘It’s best that I don’t speak to him right now… I’ll ask him later…….I can only guess that he’s still affected by trauma related to his mother.’ Chae Yoo-jeong lay on the couch, his body was still heavy with exhaustion, while Yoo Ji-han moved quietly to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for the both of them. Though he couldn’t fully push today’s events from his mind, he sighed and reminded himself that it was already the past. There was no use overthinking it. ‘This situation will likely never happen again, after all, so there’s no use worrying over it.’ A cold silence settled over the apartment, heavy and suffocating, as if someone had died that very morning. Its weight pressed down between Yoo Ji-han and Chae Yoo-jeong, lingering in every shadowed corner, in every quiet breath that passed between them. --- Credits: Writer: Hoshi Miya Co-writer: Miry HM: I wrote YC’s nervous breakdown scene with myself in mind. Yeah, I had to go through that too a few times so I’m experienced in writing such scenes. We made a Discord Server ! please join us!

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Ji-han was bored so he decided to play a popular video game called Zenoris, which is a game that also Kim Dae-seok plays. With the help of the Guild manager, he joins the number one guild, Early Evening. But The Guild Master acts strange. That guy is This guy KOREAN: 그놈이 그놈이다 AUTHOR: Chasun PUBLISHers: BLYNUE | Ridibooks STATUS: Complete TRANSLATED: 117 Chapters + 4 Epilogue + 10 chapters in Side stories 1 and 2 + 21 chapters in fanfic TRANSLATOR: HoshiMiya (Starlight Stream) EDITORS: Sellychi(Previous) Meimei(CURRENT), Ghostx Support translations on KOFI Let the posts come to you Email Subscribe Thanks for subscribing! First Chapter Latest Chapter SUMMARY CHARACTERS CHAPTERS There was a problem from the first meeting. Ji-han started playing an RPG game named ‘Zenoris’. But the newly founded guild master is strange. [Chae Yoo: If you want to be in our guild, change your username. Either that or leave] [I’m sleepy: Do you know me? Why talk so rudely?] Guild master ‘Chae Yoo’ asks Ji-han to change his username, leading to a one-on-one confrontation. In the confrontation, Seriousness quietly leaves. [Chae Yoo: Nim, could it be that your username in HOL be ‘I’m sleepy’ as well??] [I’m sleepy: ?? If I say yes, then what are you going to do about it…] I am leaving this guild! After hearing about Ji-han’s identity, Chae Yoo’s attitude changed. Ji-han was embarrassed and tried to leave the guild, but The system says it is impossible to leave for a week… “I’m sleepy, please be active in the guild. I will not force you to leave.” Fanfic Chapter 15 Fanfic Chapter 14 Fanfic Chapter 13 Fanfic Chapter 12 Fanfic Chapter 11 Fanfic Chapter 10 Fanfic Chapter 9 Fanfic Chapter 8 Fanfic Chapter 7 Fanfic Chapter 6 Fanfic Chapter 5 Fanfic Chapter 4 Fanfic Chapter 3 Fanfic Chapter 2 Fanfic Chapter 1 Fanfic Chapter 0 S2 Chapter 10 S2 Chapter 9 S2 Chapter 8 S2 Chapter 7 S2 Chapter 6 S2 Chapter 5 S2 Chapter 4 S2 Chapter 3 S2 Chapter 2 S2 Chapter 1 S1 Chapter 10 S1 Chapter 9 S1 Chapter 8 S1 Chapter 7 S1 Chapter 6 S1 Chapter 5 S1 Chapter 4 S1 Chapter 3 S1 Chapter 2 S1 Chapter 1 S1 Chapter 0 Epilogue 4 Epilogue 3 Epilogue 2 Epilogue 1 Chapter 117 Chapter 116 Chapter 115 Chapter 114 Chapter 113 Chapter 112 Chapter 111 Chapter 110 Chapter 109 Chapter 108 Chapter 107 Chapter 106 Chapter 105 Chapter 104 Chapter 103 Chapter 102 Chapter 101 Chapter 100 Chapter 099 Chapter 098 Chapter 097 Chapter 096 Chapter 095 Chapter 094 Chapter 093 Chapter 092 Chapter 091 Chapter 090 Chapter 089 Chapter 088 Chapter 087 Chapter 086 Chapter 085 Chapter 084 Chapter 083 Chapter 082 Chapter 081 Chapter 080 Chapter 079 Chapter 078 Chapter 077 Chapter 076 Chapter 075 Chapter 074 Chapter 073 Chapter 072 Chapter 071 Chapter 070 Chapter 069 Chapter 068 Chapter 067 Chapter 066 Chapter 065 Chapter 064 Chapter 063 Chapter 062 Chapter 061 Chapter 060 Chapter 059 Chapter 058 Chapter 057 Chapter 052 Chapter 053 Chapter 050 Chapter 056 Chapter 055 Chapter 051 Chapter 054 Chapter 049 Chapter 048 Chapter 047 Chapter 046 Chapter 045 Chapter 044 Chapter 043 Chapter 042 Chapter 041 Chapter 040 Chapter 039 Chapter 038 Chapter 037 Chapter 036 Chapter 035 Chapter 034 Chapter 033 Chapter 032 Chapter 031 Chapter 030 Chapter 029 Chapter 028 Chapter 027 Chapter 026 Chapter 025 Chapter 024 Chapter 023 Chapter 022 Chapter 021 Chapter 020 Chapter 019 Chapter 018 Chapter 017 Chapter 016 Chapter 015 Chapter 014 Chapter 013 Chapter 012 Chapter 011 Chapter 010 Chapter 009 Chapter 008 Chapter 007 Chapter 006 Chapter 004 Chapter 005 Chapter 003 Chapter 002 Chapter 001 Chapter 000 Prologue Yoo Ji-han (I'm Sleepy) Age: 24 | Height: 182 | Birthday: October 30 | Blood Type: B Dark hair, dark eyes Appearance: Black hair with fine grained edges and a raised-tipped sword Silver eyes, sharp features, and a rough and slightly wild impression Habit: Touching the piercing when thinking about something. Style: Dressed primarily for neat or comfortable clothes. Neutral color preference. 2 piercings in each ear Appetite: I hate greasy things, I like meat very much. (especially beef) Hobbies: Games Amount of alcohol: Usually 2 and a half bottles of soju, 3 bottles if in good condition Song: I often listen to pop songs. Smoking: About one pack a month Other: - Strong self-esteem - Dating without a break - hate it when my opponent loses on purpose. Chae Yoo-jung (Yoo Chae) Age: 23 | Height: 188 | Birthday: ??? | Blood type: Type AB Light beige hair, light brown eyes, tear point Appearance: Long, light hair with slightly curly hair. Eyelashes, fine lines. Habit: Personality when angry jumps out of the body in a hurry Style: Prefer a casual suit or formal style Appetite: I eat everything without any particular masking. Hobbies: Searching for maintained information (game record or video search, etc.) Amount of alcohol: 2 to 3 glasses of soju Song: don't hear much, don't care Smoking: no smoking Other: - Yoo Ji-han. No matter what you think, will Ji-han hyung like me back? who knows.. · Video of Yoo Ji-han going to an offline competition when he was 19, I really like it and it's in my personal collection. - like winter. Click here to view the full character list Latest Chapters That guy is This guy fanfic Chapter 15 That guy is This guy fanfic Chapter 14 That guy is This guy fanfic Chapter 13 That guy is This guy fanfic Chapter 12 That guy is This guy fanfic Chapter 11 That guy is This guy fanfic Chapter 10 That guy is This guy fanfic Chapter 9 That guy is This guy fanfic Chapter 8 That guy is This guy fanfic Chapter 7 That guy is This guy fanfic Chapter 6 1 2 3 4 5