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[Yoon-Ah POV]
[Two hours before her call with Agent Selene...]
Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock.
"Ughhh..."
Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock.
"Urgmmh..."
Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock.
"Waaaaaaaaa!!! I can’t sleep!" I yelled to myself and furiously got up from bed.
The clock was so noisy, the water dripping from the faucet in my bathroom was also annoying, and even the sound of the air conditioning in my room kept awake for so reason.
It was like the many other tis I couldn’t sleep at night.
And it all started ever since "that" night when random n tried to assault .
I know it had been a while, and I should be okay already—I should have yes, and I was okay... It’s just that... I couldn’t sleep, and I don’t know why.
"Haaah..." I sighed heavily as I glanced at the clock on my bedroom’s wall pointing to three in the morning.
’I wonder what’s wrong with ? Should I get help? A little consultation wouldn’t hurt, right? But no, I couldn’t possibly do that. Everyone would think I’m crazy!’
And so, I sighed again. How I wish sleep visits as often as it visits my brother.
Shaking my head, I paced around the room, walking back and forth, thinking about what to do to pass ti.
’I could draw... but I’m not in the mood.’
’I could eat... but I’ll end up waking mom, and she’ll reprimand .’
’I could... watch movies? Read books like my favorite manhwa? Or maybe stalk handso idols? Yeah. I should do that. Inspiration should strike once I see so gorgeousness!’
Thinking that, I turned my computer on. While waiting for it to boot up—I had to since apparently, I’m running out of space, so it’s going slow on now—I went to my tea corner to brew so tea for myself.
"Poor . I wonder when will riches and money and fortune visit ," I said as I looked at my slow computer. "I should work hard to earn lots! Don’t worry, my little computer, I shall upgrade you soon!"
I then plugged in the electric kettle to heat up the water. As I waited for the water to boil, I stared at the relaxing scenery from my window. My little tea corner was beside my room’s window and had a great view of the moon. There weren’t any tall buildings around our house, so it was nice.
"The moon is really beautiful. I should draw this."
Thinking that, I looked down at the desk to check if I had any blank paper lying around. My room was a ss since I hadn’t had the energy to clean it yet, so everything was all over the place. Seeing my sketchbook on the far end, I quickly grabbed it, along with so pencil on my pen holder, and started sketching.
Soon enough, the electric kettle was done heating the water. I then poured in the tea I got from Mr. Seo-Hyuk into a cute tea glass, followed by the hot water. He gave so many tea leaves that I hadn’t finished them all.
"Ahh... this slls amazing. It really calms my soul in an instant," I grinned so happily as I slled the precious tea. "I should have given so to Ye-Ji’ya. I completely forgot to offer. Oh well, I can give it to her next ti she visits."
While I was busy doing nothing, I noticed soone walking in the streets below.
"Wow. So people seed to be unable to sleep like ."
I lazily sat down on the chair beside my window and watched the man walking to I don’t know where—just being curious about random stuff when I have nothing to do.
Yeah. It was supposed to be like that. Just a little curiosity about random stuff that was happening around ...
But then...
The man I saw... he walked towards Mr. Seo-Hyuk’s apartnt and went in as if he owned the place—he had a key and everything, carrying a plastic bag of chips from the store. His apartnt could be seen from my room since I was pretty high up on the third floor, and the road towards his apartnt was curved down, making mine higher.
Now that I think about it, my room was the perfect spot for spying on my neighbors! Woah! Why did I only think of that now? I could have been inspired by the many stories around !
’Aishhh... Lee Yoon-Ah, that’s illegal, okay? You should rember what Ye-Ji’ya told you before. What are you, a paparazzi? Dispatch? News reporter?’
"Fine. I won’t do it."
Why was my conscience always so pure and clean, always stopping from doing bad things?
Anyway—back to the man I saw.
My eyes went back in his direction. He was done unlocking the door, so he just casually ca inside.
He wore a sleeveless hoodie that hid his head, and he had the sa build as Mr. Seo-Hyuk—tall, pale white skin, with lean muscles. But I’m pretty sure it wasn’t him. Mr. Seo-Hyuk walks a little differently, and he has a nice posture on his body.
Aside from that, I rember he had a tattoo on his right upper arm. So tentacle thingy or tail of so sort.
"Maybe his brother?" I murmured to myself as I sipped the tea I had just made. "He did ntion he has a brother. He’s probably good-looking, too, except for the bad posture."
Just as I was speculating whatever ca to mind, another man ca out of the house. This ti, it was Mr. Seo-Hyuk! I’m sure since the posture was better now and he walked elegantly like usual.
"Hm? That’s weird. Why are they wearing the sa thing?"
Ha-ha-ha! So brotherly love that was.
Mr. Seo-Hyuk walked to the sa street where the other man ca from. I thought of saying hi to him once he passed by our house, but then a couple of n suddenly appeared from nowhere!
Startled, I hid at the side of my window, thinking they were bad n.
’Wait... I shouldn’t be hiding! What if Mr. Seo-Hyuk was in danger?!’
Thinking that, I quickly hid myself behind the curtain and peeked below. Good thing the light in my room wasn’t on, or they would have noticed !
When I looked again... I was again dumbfounded by what I saw.
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