As soon as I arrived at the Seoul Express Bus Terminal, I called Hee-kyung. [Leave a message when you hear the beep.] But it was the same sound for the third hour. My best friend for 30 years, no, Hee-kyung, who I thought was like this until three hours ago, did not answer my call. She didn't even show up in the square. The terminal I arrived at by taking the first train from Haenam at dawn. It was really crowded. I waited for Hee-kyung for three hours in this spacious, crowded place, with a lot of old-fashioned charm. At this point, the results were clear.

After riding the roller coaster of panic, excitement, despair, and anger for three hours, I gradually regained my composure.

She noisily dragged a huge suitcase and it was the size of an immigration bag and then she sat down on a nearby chair.

I didn't remember.

I didnt remember either.

I didn't know anything about Heekyung. We just shared our innocent childhood together, and I mistakenly thought that I knew Hee-kyung well.

Hee-kyung had 200 million won, like my blood. When I was 19 years old, I got a job at an agricultural cooperative in town and worked there for 10 years. With one thought of starting a business in Seoul, it was all the property that I held firmly even while listening to the sound of coupe.

It was Hee-kyung, who, as soon as we were born, we were crawled together in diapers and built a friendship. We spent the whole school days discussing life and sharing our worries. How grateful I was to her for taking care of everything on behalf of me, who couldn't come to Seoul often, and for taking care of me without any dislikes.... I quickly pulled out the contract and searched for the address.

Still, I couldn't help it. I had to go at once. I pushed the giant suitcase and headed for the subway. The wheels of the carrier kept rattling.

I constantly scolded myself for being pathetic. The road to the subway seemed like a thousand roads.

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At my store, which I barely arrived after following the map search service, there was an event announcing the opening of the Tteok Cafe, which I thought was my store. The slender narrator models were dancing dazzlingly to the loud music. I passed them and cautiously entered the store. When I explained what I was doing to the boss who was greeted with excitement, the boss's expression wrinkled.

From the day of the opening ceremony, he showed me a clear contract right before my eyes. I could tell at a glance that mine was fake.

I politely greeted the boss who looked at meuncomfortable and left the store. I could feel the glances of the narrator models.

I said so, then I saw Seol Baek, a bastard who didn't know what happened or what to do next. I walked. Not knowing where he was going, he continued to walk as his friend made the loud noise of the wheels of the carrier. I remembered an article I saw on the internet sometime.

It is said that when Eskimos get angry, they stop what they are doing and walk blindly. If you want to come far enough, you can leave a long9 stick in its place. It leaves the feeling of anger there and returns.

And then, like a miracle, three words flashed through my head. The words Heekyung always spit out whenever we called and texted each other.

Boyfriend! Yeonnam-dong Start Line! IT Guy!

Hee-kyung used to brag like this all the time.

I don't know what will happen, but it seems that a ray of hope is looming. I stretched out my shoulders again and started pushing the large suitcase vigorously. To put a stick!

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was a unique building made by renovating an old three-story house. The old gate, which can only be seen in Songsan-ri, hada large yard and a wall. Light green vines that are just coming up are abundantly covered, giving it an old fashioned atmosphere. I was impressed with the store built by remodeling the garage next to the gate and the stairs leading out. Each floor had its own unique sign hanging on it. Gongnyangyi Edit Shop], [Daemyung Gymnasium], [Pub & Cafe Mongl, [h Communication], and [Board Research Institute]. It was much nicer than it looked in the picture.

It was the kind of store I had dreamed of and painted for ten years.

Rather than just such a popular tteok cafe, I had the ambition to show the taste of the third daughter of the Baek family's mill in Songsan-ri. I also wanted to make a lot of money. It was the only goal I had endured on the rural floor of Songsan-ri. But Jo Hee-kyung, you!! Today, the tears I had been holding back seemed to be pouring out.

She calmed herself and entered the gate cautiously. Except for the [Kongnyangyi Edit Shop), which was a converted garage next to the gate, all were located in the building in the yard.

I looked at the sign again. There was no trade name to study anything like a robot.

At that time, the signboard "The Boring Lab" caught my eye again.

I headed to the [Sorry Lab] with a skeptical mind. The lab was on the 4th floor, that is, on the roof.

The way up to the 4th floor along the stairs was difficult. It was because of the large carrier. It was an old building, so there was no elevator.

I barely went up to the third floor and saw the women's restroom. Each floor had one male and one female toilet. I was a little nervous at the thought of meeting Hee-kyung's boyfriend in such a situation? I left my suitcase outside and went into the bathroom. But has it been a minute?

someone knocked then a male voice was heard.

Is this the men's restroom?!

Embarrassed, I flushed the toilet and opened the door. wearing my clothes. And huh! Breathe! I got blocked.

I scanned him in that brief moment. Blond- dyed hair that looked messy but would look stylish with a little touch. Large eyes, nose and mouth were in perfect balance on a small face. He was wearing a cotton tee with one shoulder exposed because it was all tattered, but his shoulder muscles were strong and he was wearing bath slippers under his shorts, but his calf muscles were firmly attached. Would it be too harsh to say that the smooth uvula of the neck is handsome? After all, it was said that the completion of fashion was the face, and his tattered fashion was not important.

But he... I was staring at him so much while standing.

As I was spacing out, a few seconds of silence passed between us. Contemplating what to do, I spoke carefully.

The man who was sleeping while standing waiting just then opened his eyes and looked around.

He raised his hand once and headed downstairs to the men's restroom. The sound of turning off the slippers in the bathroom was deafening

Itried to come to my senses, but without realizing it, I turned my head and followed the man's back.

I looked at him without hesitation and quickly turned my head to avoid making eye contact. And quickly went up to the 4th floor. As I stepped down the last stairs on the 4th floor, I realized that I had come to the wrong place. This was a nursery. No, is it a playground? It felt like I was the only person on a set made of Lego. There were swings, slides, seesaws, jungle gyms, as well as cars and model trees sized for children to ride. In addition, Iron Man and Atom that look just like the real thing, Bumblebee and Optimus, and strangely unknown figures beside them...

The strange thing was that everything had a red label on it.

I couldn't figure out what the hell I was doing here. At that moment, a loud alarm sounded. When I looked down in surprise, there was an alarm sounding from the brown box under my feet.

Confused, I looked around, not knowing what to do. Then the alarm stopped and arms and legs popped out of the box. It was a robot.

The moment I was so surprised that I almost fell backwards! Someone supported me from behind with one finger. Looking back, it was him. The handsome guy with blonde hair that was there a while ago.