The Best of Tomorrow [ 내일의 으뜸]

Chapter 38

"Ms. Sol's clothes...... Yes? Did you bring two coats?"

I lowered my head and looked at what I was wearing. The edge of the coat covered his ankles.

I thought it was kind of long and big.......

I turned my head and looked at the door I had just opened. What if. What should I do? I'm just going to cry. She curled her lips and cried. His face stiffened in despair. Whose clothes am I wearing?

"Ms. Sol, you don't smoke, do you?"

"What? No......."

"Well, this is it. I'm going to smoke one and go upstairs."

Shim Won-jun handed me the clothes and went down the stairs. I took off my coat. I took a deep breath and spit it out.

Imsol, we shouldn't be tied up anymore. It's back in time.

He stood in front of the door of the restaurant, clenched his fists. There was only one person I ran into, Seo Yoon-jae, but I'm sure there were all the members of Potato Battle. I didn't dare to go into their place and say, 'Oh, I didn't know what I was wearing,' and return the clothes.

I should leave my coat at the counter or ask him to deliver it, I thought, and just as I was about to press the automatic door switch, a hand popped out of me. Smooth, long fingers touched the switch. The automatic door opened, and a gentle song echoed through the Chinese restaurant.

The door opened, but the man behind him kept his hand on the switch without moving. My heart was pounding. A strange uneasiness shook his body. I don't have a good feeling. He carefully looked up and looked at the face of the man behind him. Just as I was checking to see if my premonition was correct, I met my black eyes. I could see my frozen face reflected in those eyes. An expressionless face stared down at me. It's a good thing, I almost spit out my name.

"Welcome."

The clerk greeted me and Seonjae who were standing there without coming in even though the door opened. He made silent eye contact with Seonjae, then came to his senses and stepped aside. When he gave way to him, he looked away and walked inside.

Thump, thump, it hurt as if something was slamming into my chest. I don't know if he remembers me or not, but his face is cold. It was as if my gaze was being cut straight through the blade.

I stared blankly at where Sonjae was heading. Once inside, he went to the place where the vase had been erected and opened the door next to it. Soon, the door closed and the image of Seonjae disappeared.

This is correct. It's true that Sonjae doesn't know me, and only I know Sonjae. It's true that the flow of gaze, the flow of emotions, and I flow to Sonjae. Still, it hurt strangely. It may be a long time ago for you, but I told you something unbelievable just a few days ago.

The tip of his nose wrinkled, frowning.

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He said it was his first day and he didn't have much to do, so he let me leave work at 9 o'clock. My feet were sore from wearing shoes. After walking for a while, I couldn't walk, so I went into a convenience store. I was just going to buy a pair of rubber slippers, but I hesitated in front of a showcase of beer. It was only yesterday that I decided that I would cry when I drank and that I would stop drinking again.

Wouldn't you be okay for a day or so?

I opened the door to the showcase and pulled out a can of beer.

Stood by the counter and drank a beer. The tiredness of the day was relieved, and my whole body was weak. I couldn't tell if it was because I took off my shoes and changed into slippers or because of the beer.