A long time ago, Kim Dokja read two book series that piqued his interest.
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At sixteen, Kim Dokja came across a popular book series. It had many good reviews and comments, so he decided to give it a try.
He read the first book and quickly became absorbed in its world. He carefully followed every line, understanding each part as he moved forward. Within a week, he had already finished three books. At the same time, he kept up with the new chapters of WOS, sometimes going back to reread his favorite scenes before continuing with the book series.
However, his motivation in reading the series slowly faded. He wasn't very interested in the main character. To him, the protagonist felt too perfect—too much of a hero.
"Ughh! Might as well read the fourth one."
When he started the fourth book, something changed. A certain character caught his attention.
That interest pushed him forward. He read through the rest of the series in a week, focusing on that character's scenes—moments he waited for, lines he wanted to read again and again.
When he finally finished...
He felt empty.
"That's it?..." The disappointment and dissatisfaction clear in his tone of voice and dark eyes. "Is that really it? No more?... Nothing?"
The teen surfed through the internet finding more about the specific character he likes—canon, headcanons, anything. He read it. He wants to know more. Yet there was only a few fanfics and all of them were either well-made but on-hold or dropped, or still on-going but were poorly written.
It honestly irritated him so much that he almost burnt the book series.
In the end, he turned to his favorite webnovel instead. It calmed him down, easing the irritation and disappointment until it faded.
After that, he never touched the series again. The books stayed on his shelf, slowly gathering dust over the years.
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"Don't you dare step out of that door without getting some proper sleep." the long haired Korean woman threatened. Eyes showing fiery fire judgement and punishment.
"You need to rest, Dokja-ssi."
A brown haired Korean woman added gently. Hands on the shoulder of the pale and skinny man in white coat. Hands tightening it's hold on his shoulder whenever he attempts to stand up.
"I'm really fine. We still need to plan for the next scenario then—"
"Sleep."
The interruption was firm.
Dark eyes—sometimes turning gold—stared directly at Kim Dokja. The man behind them had clearly heard enough of his excuses.
Normally, Kim Dokja would argue back. He would scoff, ignore them, and do as he pleased.
But not this time.
His body felt heavy. His mind slowed. Even his stories and his exclusive skill seemed to agree.
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Kim Dokja's stubborn side really want to argue back and go out of his room in the Company and just plan for the next scenario. He really did.
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Nico di Angelo
ContoA Nico di Angelo one-shot book. Warning: This contains underrated ships or rare ships and all of it are gay so if you don't like gay ships or any of the ships in this book then you can leave and find another book. Disclaimer: The PJo and Hoo series...
