BEWARE: This is a Korean novel and it doesn't translate easily to English to the genders may change and so will the point of view, it can be confusing at first but once you get used to it, it'll be easier to read!!
The moment the doorbell rang, Jeong Tae-eui hesitated. Beans from the chopsticks in his hand fell and rolled. It took less than a few seconds for the black beans to leave the plate and stop leaving a sticky trail, but in the meantime, the doorbell rang again.
Jeong Tae-eui tapped the table with the tip his chopsticks and gave a nervous look toward the front door. He had a bad feeling ever since he heard the faint sound of footsteps coming up the stairs.
No, to be precise, his knees were throbbing from the rain since dawn, and he felt bad from the moment he woke up. His knees always hurt when it rains or when the weather is bad, but it's worse than usual today.
It was a time when he had a simple breakfast lined up and had a couple of drinks in a mood no different from the inclement sky while the rain drizzled silently. Then the sound of footsteps came from outside.
In the decrepit tenement house, built more than 20 years ago, if even a cat entered the building, you would hear it all the way to the rooftop floor, so the footsteps were immediately known.
And on the third floor right below the rooftop, Tae-eui Jeong entered the building at this obscure time, slightly past 7 in the morning, and from the moment he heard the sound of footsteps coming up the stairs, he had a bad feeling about something.
And the moment the doorbell rang, that bad feeling came to a deep reality.
Few people came to this house. His older brother, who has not been heard from since he left the house four days ago--and the only other person living with him in the house--doesn't ring the doorbell because he has a key.
The hard, heavy presence that stopped outside the door rang the doorbell once more even while he was contemplating. Knocking and footsteps echoed once more. It's a sharp and heavy stomp. It resembled the sound of military boots.
The moment he remembered the word military boots, his uneasy feeling grew stronger, and the doorbell rang three or four times in a row this time. he didn't even open the rice wine yet, but he had already lost his appetite and put his chopsticks down.
The man outside the door, who came with an ominous feeling, showed no sign of backing down. There was a person who came to mind in that form, who did not knock on the door, did not call out, but only pressed the doorbell incessantly, making my heart even more depressed.
"..."
It was exactly when the doorbell rang 12 times that Jeong Tae-eui took off his coat and opened the door. The man standing outside took a step back as the door opened. Those shoes that made a angular sound were clean military boots without a speck of dust.
And on top of those shoes, there was a black military buk that was straight and undisturbed, as if measured with a ruler. To be precise, it should be called a conquest or a uniform, not a military uniform, but the place this man was in was not too different from the military.
The small silver badge hanging from his collar looks particularly hateful. It's not because there are so many people in the world who can't stand to wear that badge.
When this man came to this house wearing that badge - formally in uniform - he hadn't had a single good day. Having said that, this was the third or fourth time I saw this man in uniform.
His black gloves ripped off his black hat. The man smiled softly as he met Jung Tae-eui.
"It's been a while. Didn't anything special happen?"
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Romance**[Mature Audiences Only - Contains Sensitive Subjects]** Jeong Tae-ui, who considers himself ordinary, is a former soldier and the younger brother of the genius Jeong Jae-ui. His life begins to take an unexpected turn when he starts working for the...
