Chapter 552: Chapter 552
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‘She’s Yerin of Darlings,’ I uttered to myself, then I threw a glance at the guy standing across her. ‘Who’s that?’
He did look familiar, but I sincerely had no idea who he actually was. His well-defined facial features attracted my attention, but due to his big upturned eyes, the guy didn’t look that gentle and ek.
There was so resemblance between Lee Nara and the guy, so he seed to play the role of her little brother, but they emitted utterly different vibes.
‘Wow, people can give off such different vibes while looking so alike,’ I exclaid, then nodded my head as Jooin and his cousin, Woo San, ca to my mind. ‘Yeah, of course, why not?’
Yoo Chun Young didn’t look that close to either of them. He kept his usual straight face, but I was aware of him wearing so expressions when being with Eun Hyung or quarreling with Eun Jiho.
Rambling those thoughts in my head, I smiled aimlessly. What was so special about perceiving those things? Was I feeling superior to them in terms of having known Yoo Chun Young longer and more in detail?
I diverted my gaze back onto the opposite side, then did a double-take. The night sky that appeared through the scattered crowds was in total darkness.
What should I do? Not only Ban Yeo Ryung but also my parents, who ca back from work, would have realized that I wasn’t at ho. I, of course, told them that I was traveling with my friends, but if Ban Yeo Ryung and my parents bumped into each other in front of our house, they would be doubtful about why it was only who didn’t return ho yet.
“Geez, it must be past seven. Let’s hurry.”
Disheveling my hair, I bent my steps determinedly. Just before leaving the spot, I turned around, then found Yoo Chun Young having left the guy and the girl and getting a face mask from soone. I tilted my head for a second.
If he was moving by car, no need for him to wear a mask. Was he then returning ho, using public transportation? It would still take about half an hour by subway. Why would he not use the car then?
Wearing a mask with his baseball cap pulled over his eyes, Yoo Chun Young suddenly swerved to my side without a break. It bewildered . He never wandered around wherever he went as if he was a person who always knew the best choice without regrets.
I beca perplexed every ti he showed that behavior. It seed like he wouldn’t even let his life flash before his eyes. But if any mories were brought back to him in rapid succession, those would probably be the faces of things that he lost forever.
“Ham Donnie.” He called again in the street surrounded by darkness. Pulling his cap more over his eyes, Yoo Chun Young asked a question.
“What are you doing here?”
His blue eyes shone in the pale shade. A light gentle wind swept between us, then a mont of silence prevailed in the space.
After hesitating for quite a while, I uttered, “I thought you’re scolding .”
“Why?” asked Yoo Chun Young, tilting his head.
“Because you were dropping your voice at the end of the sentence.”
“Well, because you had so weird look,” replied Yoo Chun Young.
In my point of view, the guy and girl over there were having more of a doubtful look. With that thought in my mind, I glanced at the place behind him where he just left.
They weren’t throwing us a hostile look, but it was sohow quite threatening that I wished they wouldn’t rember my face. Then a mont after, I beca speechless as I realized the aning behind his words.
“Uh, since when did you know that I was here?” I asked in perplexity.
Yoo Chun Young replied nonchalantly, “Ever since you ca here.”
“No way. Do you have eyes in the back of your head?”
Throwing that question, I tried to move his cap aside and look at his temple. Avoiding my hand, Yoo Chun Young showed a soft smile. It appeared on his lips so surprisingly like coin magic.
I dwelled upon his face in a daze. Perhaps, Yoo Chun Young and the character on the TV show in my mories still overlapped in my eyes.
As I beca silent for a mont, Yoo Chun Young asked in wonder, “What’s wrong?”
“Ah, nothing,” I replied, then tossed him a question after a pause. “Weren’t you going sowhere?”
“No. You?”
“Huh?”
He added, “You seed to be going sowhere in a hurry.”
“Oh...” I smiled awkwardly, then replied in a low voice. “Just ho...”
I didn’t know what to say afterward, so I just disheveled my hair for a while. The words that slipped out of my mouth sounded unfamiliar to . Ho, yes ho... I should just go back ho.
Watching behaving absentmindedly, Yoo Chun Young grabbed my arm out of the blue and turned around. I blinked my eyes as the direction he was looking at ca into my view.
It wasn’t Ban Yeo Ryung’s cafe where he was shooting the TV drama until just now, but a smaller coffee shop right beside the alley. Only two or three tables would fit the size of the space.
Feeling confused, I asked, “A coffee shop? Now? Why?”
“Just want to buy you sothing to drink,” he replied, not like a friend, but an old uncle whom I just t after a long ti. Then he turned his head and added, “If you have sothing to talk about, that’s also fine.”
I paused at his words. As he gave a curious look, I shook my head and just followed him again, revealing a quiet smile on my face.
If Yeo Dan oppa was the only person I was allowed to have feelings for, Yoo Chun Young might be the first person in this world I wasn’t permitted to have a crush on. However, he was so sweet to that sotis I felt sad and empty about it.
The cafe was very small, so as soon as we went inside, we had eye contact with the cashier. Feeling slightly embarrassed, I said hi. Yoo Chun Young also slightly bowed, then stepped into the hall to find the closest table.
While we took a seat, the server fastened his shocked glance upon us for the whole ti. Rather than being astonished at Yoo Chun Young’s captivating appearance, the server seed to have noticed who he actually was. Well, if the shooting took place in this area for a while these days, people working around here would definitely know that he was an actor.
Just as expected, the server asked Yoo Chun Young for an autograph when he stepped to the counter. Standing beside him, I made an excuse for nothing.
“Um, I’m his friend. We go to the sa school although we’ve never been classmates. But since we went to the sa middle school, we’re close. Ah, and we take the sa classes sotis.”
Yoo Chun Young was looking at like nobody had asked anything.
“What do you want to drink?” he said.
“Um, orange juice.”
They say it’s a waste of money to drink tea or orange juice in a cafe. However, I only had caffeine during my studying ti since I had to sleep well at night, so I had no choice other than to sip a glass of juice. It was the sa as using the remaining potions in a more efficient way when playing gas.
After my response, Yoo Chun Young didn’t say to like drinking juice here was a waste of money, but he did show an odd look for a second.
Facing the front again, he said, “A WARM orange juice, please.”
I slapped him on the back unintentionally.
“Hey,” I uttered, widening my eyes. “Are you out of your mind? How can soone drink a WARM orange juice?”
“Maybe by microwaving it?” He replied, still keeping his calm.
Being dumbfounded, I asked, “No, I an, why would soone microwave and drink a warm orange juice in the first place?”
“Because you don’t look good. I want you to drink sothing warm and feel better.”
“No, just no. Co on, even the lady is looking at us weird!”
While I argued and slapped him again on the back, the server, revealing an indescribable expression, then changed the look on her face into a smile as if she had listened to my whisper.
“I will try,” she said kindly.
“Ah, no, sorry. It seems to be such a aningless challenge.”
I tried to dissuade her from heating the juice, but she returned the card to Yoo Chun Young after the checkout and left for the fridge.
I wished she didn’t have any social dia accounts, or else, I wouldn’t be able to sleep today as well, being concerned about finding so trending keyword like ‘Yoo Chun Young’s warm orange juice.’ If that happened, then there was no point in refusing to drink a cup of coffee in the cafe.
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