It was embarrassing to say it myself , but I was on the side that my friends’ parents liked.
My grades were pretty good, and I wasn’t the type of person who enjoyed disobedience and bluffing.
Even when I went to a friend’s house, I didn’t make a fuss and pretended to be dead, and since I was a child, I was extremely careful about manners, so I tend to help with tidying up after greetings or meals.
So, I was sure Alan’s parents would like me quite a bit.
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However, contrary to my expectations, when I greeted Alan’s parents, they just stared at me blankly.
I lifted my bowed head after saying hello, and his father, who resembled him, said something.
“Is he your friend?”
Alan just replied, “Uhm?” with an awkward face.
It was then that his mother talked to me, “Ah… You’re Alan’s friend. Are you in the same class? You have a different feeling from his usual friends.” She greeted me awkwardly.
I also knew exactly what kind of behavior Alan’s friends had, so I understood why his mother and father were awkward.
I just smiled awkwardly and said, “Yes. We are in the same class.” It was all I had to say, and Lim Alan was embarrassed to say the least.
His ears turned red and pulled my arm, telling me to go for dinner.
Of course, Pooh seemed to like me, so he was holding my hand from the other side as Alan dragged me away.
The intercom sounded again while we were relaxing in the living room, and we went down to the house below to come down for dinner.
After seeing the table, I realized how rude and inconsiderate I was when my friends came over, because I cooked ramen, ordered delivery, or just grilled some ham or eggs for a side dish that was already there.
A large table for eight was filled with food. The table seemed to sag. I opened my eyes wide and took a quick glance at the food, and both Alan and Pooh seemed indifferent.
“Let’s eat.”
Lim Dae-han’s father, Tony, bluntly urged us to eat.
It seemed that his father was quite strict. He was an example of a strict father in the drama. He doesn’t laugh easily, he’s blunt toward his children, and he’s patriarchal.
But that was my prejudice. This was due to the Pooh, who was nearby, approaching his father right away.
His father sat Pooh on his thigh without saying a word.
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“My son, let’s eat yamyam.”
Then, my eyes widened at his father’s cute act. I immediately shifted my sight to Alan without realizing it.
Alan squinted one eye slightly and drew the chair closer to me.
I nodded nervously when I noticed his chin signaling me to sit down.
“Come to think of it, I haven’t asked for your friend’s name. What’s your name?”
“My name is Jeff Thanapon.”
“It’s a nice name. It turned out nicely. There are a lot of things lacking here, but you can relax and enjoy.”
Alan’s mother spoke to me kindly.
I didn’t know what she mean by lacking a lot.
She shouldn’t have said that even out of courtesy. But, strangely, I couldn’t keep up with his mother, who was much smaller than his father.
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SWEET LIKE CANDY
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...
