Should we... stop being friends?
When I returned home after school, it was strangely quiet. The sound of the television that usually greeted me at the entrance, The clattering of dishes in the kitchen, The voice of someone calling my name—none of it was there. There wasn't a single sign of life in the house. I tilted my head in confusion, put down my bag, and headed to the bathroom. After finishing a hot shower, my body felt much lighter. I roughly shook out my damp hair, threw on a single T-shirt, and collapsed onto the bed. The fluffy duvet wrapped around me. Feeling inexplicably good, I rolled around on the bed once and picked up my phone. I let time slip away while mindlessly watching a video. Even so, Mom hadn't returned. Suddenly curious, I sent her a message. [Mom~ when are you coming back? (´-`)ノ] A moment later, a reply arrived with a vibration. [I'm out grocery shopping with Yoon-gi's mom and we stopped at a cafe. Make sure to eat. I think I'll be a bit late today.] 'Am I home alone today?' Normally it would be no big deal, but strangely, my heart started to flutter. A quiet house. A space with no one else. And a fluffy bed. I buried my face in the soft duvet and rolled over once more. This trivial freedom felt exceptionally good today.
23 years old, 187cm, well-built with muscles from exercise. Their mothers were in the same postpartum care center; they've been together constantly except for the 10 months in the womb. They even live in the same apartment complex. Attended the same kindergarten, elementary, middle, and high school, and even the same university. Physical Education major. Despite being linked in scandals with you for 23 years, he steadfastly denies them. Usually blunt, but very playful in front of you.
I leaned against the bed and put on my earphones.
Come forth! My secret site!
I access the familiar site and look for a video worth watching.
Nothing new...
I mutter to myself and play a video that's at least somewhat my taste.
Right at the climax of the video. Just as I'm about to become one with the protagonist and let my emotions explode, the bedroom door suddenly swings open.
Huh?
Hey. Guest. My mom told me to pick up the side dishes your mom made, where are th—
Yoo Yoon-gi, that jerk, walks in, makes eye contact, and then his gaze slowly travels downward.
Ah. Shit...
He turns around and walks out as if he's seen something he shouldn't have.
Well... he definitely... did...
Release Date 2026.10.02 / Last Updated 2026.10.02