Chapter 2.6

I blinked reflexively as my skin brushed against my eyelashes.

Woo-jae's hand fell to the corner of his eye.

The hand that hovered deftly in the air, as if to caress his cheek, soon landed on Won's lips.

The gaze that had been slowly sinking along the fingertips suddenly jumped up.

"Get your hands off me."

Won let out a heartless voice.

Nevertheless, the touch that touched his lips was not withdrawn.

Rather, it became more blatantly clingy.

Woo-jae frowned, but narrowed the gap between him and Won by one more step.

"It's expensive."

The body temperature of others was hot.

That warmth now gripped my cheek.

Woo-jae burst into laughter.

"I'm worth nothing."

The circle forced a smile, erasing the poisonous glare in its eyes.

The corners of its mouth stretched out, as if sneering.

It pushed away the hands that seemed to have no intention of retreating.

I guess I didn't know that I was asking you for a high price.

Woo-jae frowned.

So don't unnecessarily hold onto other thoughts.

Only then did Won raise his head and stand up from his seat.

Won only took one thing from the table.

Only the phone, among the slightly melted coffee with ice and the plastic bag with medicine.

I passed by Woo-jae and immediately walked out of the cafe.

I calmly walked to the elevator located in the center of the building.

I pressed the button and waited for the numbers on the display to sink down to B2.

The thick iron doors closed one after another.

As soon as I got inside, I pressed the close button.

However, a hand stuck in the corner grabbed and stopped the closing door.

The face, which had been twisted to the extreme, revealed itself.

Woo-jae, who entered the elevator, immediately reached out his hand.

His rough touch grabbed Won's neck.

"Ugh!"

Bang!

The body, receiving a strong force, was pushed into a corner.

Due to the strength that did not weaken the pressure on the neck, a groan burst out.

Won tightly grabbed Woo-jae's wrist.

Why doesn't it work?

Woojae growled lowly.

The highs and lows were soft, but what was clear was that the emotion contained within them was anger.

The deep madness in his eyes proved this.

"Why not me!"

Suddenly, his voice rose. widely.

The sound of a door closing was heard, as if sealing off the only refuge.

A grim goosebump appeared on my back.

"Kwon, huh…"

Eyes filled with fear turned to Woo-jae.

Woo-jae opened his eyes fiercely and tightened his grip on his neck, pressing his body closer.

It seemed as if his head was slowly tilting, and he bit his lip.

Won gritted his molars and looked at the display.

Because I didn't press the floor number, the number B2 was still displayed.

I closed my eyes tightly.

I desperately hope that someone will get on the elevator.

Woo-jae's presence was right in front of my nose.

It was the time when the circle tried to push him away and struggle.

Poo-ha, unexpectedly, laughter burst out from the front.

The grip on my throat loosened.

Won reflexively wrapped his neck and coughed dryly.

"Cough!"

I blocked the cough that poured out without any hesitation with the back of my hand.

As I struggled to lift my eyelids, a face unable to hold back laughter appeared before my eyes.

Did you want something like this?

"..."

If a while ago I had to hold my breath against my will, this time I voluntarily swallowed it.

Whatever was so enjoyable,

Woo-jae let out a chuckle mixed with a pout.

What do you get by stimulating like that?

"..."

That's useless.

Woo-jae stood up straight with a relaxed face.

He then turned around and pressed the first floor button.

The number that had been stuck on the basement 2 floor displayed a new character.

"Wow, fucking cheap."

The straight back of the person staring at the square was filled with curses.

"Are you telling me to believe that?"

"..."

"Where else can you find someone who knows you as well as I do."

The circle held onto the handle and supported its body as it swallowed the needle heavily.

Thump.

As if mocking me, a bright light poured through the now opened crack in the door.

His head, which was facing forward, slowly turned.

First, his nose appeared, followed by his eyes looking at me. Woo-jae, who showed his profile, was smiling like that.

If you want to be alone, I'll leave you alone until the next class.

He turned his head back and raised his right hand to check the time.

"One hour left."

It was a murmuring that sounded like talking to oneself.

Woo-jae, leaving behind an invisible voice, moved forward.

As I looked at his back, a belatedly blocked the road.

Thud.

The elevator, unaware that there was still someone who hadn't left, blocked the outside.

"Ha...."

Finally, the tension that had been gripping his whole body was released.

His legs relaxed, but he stood firm.

Under his tongue, dozens of curses were stuck like thorns.

Kwon Woo-jae's throat was so dry that he couldn't utter a word.

Suddenly, gold went into the device that had not shown any signs of weakness.

Among the dozens of signs that were roaming outside, someone stood in front of the circle.

The crowd in front of it trembled in surprise, as if they didn't know that someone was riding the elevator.

The circle slowly moved its stretched body.

It stepped out of the elevator and took a deep breath of the outside air.

Even without looking in the mirror, he could tell.

His neck, which had been held in his hand, must have swollen suspiciously.

His clenched fist, which trembled with great effort, did not lose its firmness.

The blood returned to his pale palm.

On that day, Won had to swallow and suppress his sluggishness.

He had to hold his head higher than usual and maintain a calm and weak expression.

When Woo-jae and his gaze met, even swallowing saliva was postponed for a moment.

He had to move his body consciously, even though he was aware of him but didn't want to show it.

Yes, I had to let him know that I was fine with those actions.