"Stop it!" - Jihong deliberately slamd the door with so force.
"Hyung, there are only two days left before the competition, why are you rejecting ?" What if I get disappointed and ss it up?
"I'm confident in your skills!" I won't fall for these tricks because I believe in you, okay?
Jihon pressed a button, and the car doors beeped.
"The machine speaks for you. The answer is wrong
Jaekyung said with a smile and headed towards the building first. Looking at the broad figure ahead, Jihong felt a throbbing in his head. It's hard to determine if these are the side effects of increasing the dose of suppressants or just the stress caused by Kwon Jae-kyung's antics. But at the mont, the second option seed more likely. Not enough ti has passed since taking dications, but this number of days of communication with a stubborn person is enough to cause a migraine. Jihon rubbed his forehead dejectedly and followed him.
"Jaekyung-ah, we've decided to postpone the conversation until after the competition. But it hasn't even begun
"I know. That's why I'm trying my best to be careful right now
??…….??
Jihong felt dizzy, and not just from the migraine: "Is this his version of caution? And what's next? Will he attack ? It's scary to even imagine."
"Hey, you're really going to hurt
Jaekyung looked around without slowing his pace, "What are you talking about? How can I get hurt?"
"You're too nimble. This is speeding, because of which you can get into an accident
Jaekyung's face showed confusion, as if he was asking, "What kind of nonsense?"
"That's from your point of view, hyung.
"What do you an......?"
"Only you think my actions are sudden
Jihon inadvertently stopped, and the guy did the sa right in front of the entrance to the building.
– Hyun, I permanently shortened the distance from 1200 ters. Over the past ten years, it has dropped to 1100, and then to 1000...
Jihon stared at him fascinated, standing down in front of the stairs. Was it because the angle of view seed unfamiliar? Jaekyung, who was already big, now looked frighteningly huge.
"I couldn't even see you because you were so far away, but now I can see you clearly. That ans I'm getting closer. There are only a hundred ters left. The final distance is, in fact, a snatch.
Without waiting for an answer, he entered the building.
Jihong followed him, throwing after him, "Who said it's a 100-ter race?"
"I
"But not for
"You gave up at 1200 ters, but I'll keep moving forward, press the touchpad and win
A security guard was on duty at the entrance to the locker room. Jaekyung showed him his ID, then turned to Jihong and explained, "Even if one participant drops out of the race, the competition will not end. A victory by default is a victory, and it will be mine."
This unshakable confidence almost forced Jihon to agree. Fortunately, the officer interrupted them, this ti asking him to show his docunts.
"Okay, co in
In the locker room, Jihong took off his socks and put them in a locker. Surprisingly, there was no one in the pool: neither swimrs, nor employees who conducted preliminary checks. Most likely, everyone was now working, resting, having lunch or sleeping according to the schedule.
Jaekyung stared at the water for a while and then stepped closer, inspecting the gap between the ropes of the track. He estimated the distance with his outstretched hand and turned his attention to the ceiling. After checking the lights, he knelt down and, rolling up his sleeves, touched the water, taking the temperature. Jaekyung's posture gave the impression that he was performing a sacred ritual.
As expected, this is his place, Jihon thought to himself.
Whether he swam or not, Jaekyung was cool just by being in the water. As if he were a creature born and raised in a swimming pool. Jihong abruptly realized that this genius would soon retire, which made him feel regret. The sadness is not related to the Olympics, the fact is that he will no longer swim at all.
"Why do you want to end your career?
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