Alan’s walk to my house was slower than usual.
His actions were relaxed and leisurely enough to match his personality and outward appearance in a frightening way, but today he had a dull feeling.
“…”
As I took a step and a half, Alan took a heavy step to take just one step.
Even if it was like that at first, I wanted to punch my chest in frustration because he continued to do this until we exited the alley.
That’s what I was thinking, but I couldn’t put it into action. I also couldn’t bring myself to ask him why he was walking so slowly.
Even though we were dating and getting along, I still haven’t gotten used to Alan’s tendency to try to control everything by force.
That being said, it wasn’t just the body flinched as it had been before, but it was now enough to forcefully show my teeth and smile.
As I was about to leave the alley, I returned my gaze to Alan, who was clutching my hand tightly, and asked,
“What’s the matter with you?”
It might be too much for him. We worked hard on these and other subjects until the early hours of the morning.
It was a struggle just to get up slowly enough to eat at a restaurant near my house.
Alan acted like a junior, despite the fact that no one had ordered him to do so.
He poured water and placed a fork and spoon in front of me.
Meanwhile, whenever he heard an “Ugh” sound from my mouth, he would tap my back, then his face would turn blue and he would look sad next to me.
As the main road appeared in front of us, Alan slowly let go of my tightly gripped hand.
I was held in his hot hands for a while, and I felt awkward because I had nowhere else to turn.
Alan rubbed his hands like flies rubbing its legs. With the sound of his fairly dry palms being rubbed, Alan then slid his hand into his pocket.
“It’s too bad…”
“…”
“…Sending you home.”
Anyway. I laughed for no reason, pouting my lips and hiding my laughter. Come to think of it, Alan was showing a lot of regrets.
Even when we went out to eat, he did not eat quickly and ate more slowly than usual.
Even after eating soup a few times, I thought Lim Alan had a habit of only using a spoon. But today, he also used a fork.
That’s when I realized why he was walking so slowly.
I bowed my head and looked at the front of my feet before raising it again.
The sky was being colored by a scarlet sunset, and the summer evening was coming to an end.
This summer was the most exciting and thrilling summer of my life.
So, it wasn’t that I didn’t understand Alan’s feelings that it was a pity to send me home.
Even if Alan later regretted it, now was the time to go home.
To be honest, after being away from home for three or two days, I wanted to be as relaxed as possible when I returned home.
“I’ll see you later.”
That’s all I said. The sweltering heat quickly enveloped us.
The school year would begin soon, and by the time the second semester began, summer would have passed in the blink of an eye.
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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...
