Chapter 552 (1/2)

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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 meek.

There was some resemblance between Lee Nara and the guy, so he seemed 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 exclaimed, then nodded my head as Jooin and his cousin, Woo San, came 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 some 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 came back from work, would have realized that I wasn’t at home. 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 me who didn’t return home 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 someone. 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 home, 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 me. He never wandered around wherever he went as if he was a person who always knew the best choice without regrets.

I became perplexed every time he showed me that behavior. It seemed like he wouldn’t even let his life flash before his eyes. But if any memories were brought back to him in rapid succession, those would probably be the faces of things that he lost forever.

“Ham Donnie.” He called me again in the street surrounded by darkness. Pulling his cap more over his eyes, Yoo Chun Young asked me a question.

“What are you doing here?”

His blue eyes shone in the pale shade. A light gentle wind swept between us, then a moment of silence prevailed in the space.

After hesitating for quite a while, I uttered, “I thought you’re scolding me.”

“Why?” asked Yoo Chun Young, tilting his head.

“Because you were dropping your voice at the end of the sentence.”

“Well, because you had some 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 somehow quite threatening that I wished they wouldn’t remember my face. Then a moment after, I became speechless as I realized the meaning 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 came 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 me 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 memories still overlapped in my eyes.

As I became silent for a moment, Yoo Chun Young asked me in wonder, “What’s wrong?”

“Ah, nothing,” I replied, then tossed him a question after a pause. “Weren’t you going somewhere?”

“No. You?”