Even if school ended at 6 p.m., it couldn’t be considered evening.
The sunlight wasn’t as intense as it had been between 2 and 4, but the residual heat was still present.
Like summer, it was just unbearably hot.
“Hot…”
I took a fan in my hand and fanned it against my forehead and neck, but it was still hot.
I touched the sticky skin on the nape of my neck.
Alan, who was walking alongside me, stopped.
I also stopped for a moment in our walk and looked up at him.
Alan tilted his head and looked down at me.
“What?”
I asked him as soon as he just stared at me.
Alan raised his hand and touched my bangs.
“Shall we study outside today?”
I was planning on going straight to Alan’s house, but he made an unexpected suggestion.
I shifted my gaze. I looked down at the school playground, where one or two people were walking, and then up at Alan.
“Do whatever you feel like.”
And we simply ate fried rice and charcoal grilled ribs for four people in a downtown area near our house before going to a quiet cafe.
The shaved ice we ordered had already reached the bottom, and the cold citron ade made from crushed ice next to the shaved ice was refreshing.
I fumbled my way across the table and lifted the cup.
I almost choked when I sucked on the citron ade.
But I wasn’t childish enough to take it out of my mouth, so I shook my body and swung the mechanical pencil in my hand.
Alan was learning English through listening.
He used his earphones and dictated the sentences on the back page.
I was moved to see his hand continue to write English sentences.
He began memorizing 200 English words per day last year and began to shine at a certain moment.
I looked at Alan with a moved expression and then returned my attention to the problem book I was working on.
Alan worked hard, but I must do the same.
I’ve gathered my thoughts.
The sun was setting when I finished studying and went outside.
My stomach was stuffed from the drinks and desserts.
Alan continued to feed me as if raising me.
A little after ten o’clock, I had to go home, but it was a pity to leave for nothing.
Just cross the street, and my apartment was right there.
There were a lot of people outside because it was summer.
I called after noticing Alan staring blankly at the traffic light.
“Alan.”
Instead of responding, he shifted his gaze to me.
“Shall we go for a little walk?”
I asked because I knew he couldn’t possibly refuse.
Alan readily nodded his head when I made the offer.
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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...
