"I'll take you home today."
Alan responded indifferently to my words.
"I don't want to."
"I'm sorry you always take me home every day."
"If you date me, I will take you to my house."
Unlike me, who had a sparkle in my eyes, Alan maintained his usual demeanor.
I took a deep breath.
We went to the arcade, ate a light dinner, and were almost ready to go home when I realized I couldn't even hold a kiss today.
Even in the room cafe, all we did was joke around.
Alan ran into people he knew halfway through, which made the situation awkward.
All of my friends were most likely hanging out near their house.
Anyway, time passed.
I lowered my head.
Alan smoked more often than I thought.
What if he gets sick later?
It made me worry. It's time to go.
Even though it was my first date, I was a little disappointed that I couldn't do anything.
"Let's go get a taxi."
Alan grabbed my wrist and pulled me into a taxi before I could say anything.
We sat in the back seat. Now he has skillfully named my apartment to the taxi driver.
It was a big change in a month.
I was more hesitant and awkward than I had been at the room cafe.
Again, it was never because there was nothing.
Outside the window, the sun was setting dimly.
I stared blankly out the window. My ears were filled with Alan's low voice.
"Was it boring today?"
"No, it was fun..."
Alan, on the other hand, was most likely not having fun.
I'm not sure how he plays with his friends, but he won't sit still and chat while trying to avoid the heat.
"It was fun," I said once more.
Alan lightly tapped my fingertips.
Tap. Tap again.
I smiled helplessly and grabbed his finger for a brief moment before releasing it.
"Why are you touching me?"
Maintaining my usual way of speaking, I loosened my hand.
As the sun set, darkness descended.
The taxi eventually stopped in front of the apartment.
While I was rummaging through my wallet, Alan put out his card again.
He gave me everything one by one.
It could be good, but the emotions were complicated.
It seemed familiar to him and he seemed to be good at it.
However, he didn't give an answer, but usually...there wasn't any kind of physical contact on a first date.
Alan stood in front of my apartment, looking as if he was awaiting my farewell.
If I said "Bye," I expected him to turn around right away.
The cicadas couldn't understand what was going on and just kept buzzing and crying.
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Romance"Let's slowly become adults." Jeff Thanapon, who was in school, suffered from the heat and had to leave early. He runs across Alan Hemmawich, a well-known bully in the alley on his way home. Jeff, who is afraid of him, attempts to walk pass him as i...
