I Became a Villain's Hero [Complete]

Chapter 61: Weight Class Difference (5)

I gently patted Song Soo-yeon, who was holding onto me. I was filled with a mix of complex emotions.

Initially, it was worry.

Seeing her yearning for comfort, I couldn't help but feel concerned.

What had led her to this state?

"...Were you sexually harassed?"

I asked cautiously.

I knew it was an intrusive question, but my curiosity got the better of me.

If this was due to severe harassment, I wasn't sure how I'd react.

The more I cared for Song Soo-yeon, the angrier I might become on her behalf.

I felt the stirrings of anger but concealed it.

Hoping it wasn't true, I gently stroked her head as it rested on my shoulder.

This physical contact was new for us, but it felt natural, and she accepted it just as naturally.

"...No," she finally responded, her voice breaking with a sob.

I felt relieved but couldn't help checking if she was being truthful.

"...Please, be honest. I'm worried. I've never seen you so sad," I urged her.

"...I told you, no," she insisted.

"Really?"

"...Can't you just comfort me without asking?"

Her voice was tinged with bluntness and desperation.

I realized then that I had to stop probing.

Finally, I nodded and hugged her for a long time.

There had to be a reason she couldn't talk about it.

"...Alright, Soo-yeon. It's okay. Don't worry too much,"

I consoled her with bland words, feeling sorry that this was all I could offer.

I lost track of time as we remained together.

Her hair grew familiar beneath my hand.

Her body seemed to merge with mine.

Until her tears dried on my shoulder and our body temperatures equalized.

In the end, we stayed together until she fell asleep.

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-Ding-dong, ding-dong!

"...Hmm."

Song Soo-yeon slowly opened her eyes to the sound of the alarm.

She lay quietly, staring at the ceiling for a few seconds.

It took her a moment to realize she was in a one-room apartment, having no memory of returning here.

Remembering the previous night, a sigh escaped her lips.

She had sought comfort in Jung-gyeom's arms for a long time, hugging him tightly, acting as freely as a lover might.

"...Ha."

But then, Song Soo-yeon grasped her hair, not out of embarrassment, but regret for having fallen asleep so soon.

She wished she had stayed in his embrace longer, savoring the moment.

Now, she wasn't sure when she'd have that chance again.

Soon, Song Soo-yeon realized why she was in the one-room apartment.