I Dumped Her Not Knowing That She Was My Favorite

080. Handsome sin.

People are whispering in this direction.

But that wasn’t the problem.

The important thing is that my girlfriend started crying sadly.

I was taken aback by her sudden behavior and tried to grab her hand.

“Doya.”

“Let go of this… Ugh…”

Doa sniffles like a child.

I wondered if I should say more here, but conscious of the gaze of the people around me, I got up from the chair, walked next to her, and bowed down to her waist.

“Shall we go out and get some fresh air and talk?”

“It’s so f*cking cold outside… hehehe…”

Ah… That’s right… It’s cold…

It was just a quick thing, but I thought it was a handshake.

“Then… going home and talking about it… doesn’t matter…?”

After somehow managing to get her up by gently touching her shoulder, I quickly returned her tray to her counter and took her outside.

“It’s cold…”

I am hesitant.

It would be crazy to take off your coat here.

The temperature was not below freezing, but close to 0 degrees.

The only thing I wore underneath was a thin long-sleeved t-shirt, so I had to make a decision.

Ah. Shiba. I don’t know.

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Take off your coat and cover Doa’s shoulders.

Because the coat was quite long, Doa almost looked like a child borrowing her father’s clothes.

“…Oppa?”

She stopped crying and looked up at me with her bright red, bloodshot eyes.

“It’s not cold anymore, right?”

No matter how long it had been since I took off my clothes, I could feel my body shaking.

“No. “Isn’t it too thin?”

When she said she was worried about me, I put my hand on her head, pretending to be as nonchalant as possible.

“No. I’m fine.”

“No. It’s okay if I just go. Oppa, put it back on.”

When she took off her main island again and tried to hand it to me, I gritted my teeth and stopped her dainty hand.

“Just wear it.”

I spoke powerfully as best I could, and Doa nodded her head, and we headed up the slope to go back home.

Ah. But I just couldn’t bear it.

“I’m sorry, but can’t I just walk a little faster?”

I was keenly aware that form is not something that everyone can master.

* * *

The two of us arrived home safely.

I felt like my frozen body was slowly thawing, but that wasn’t the case with our relationship.

Doa sits on the bed with a fresh face.

I was sitting on her computer chair, facing her.

The room was filled with heavy silence, and there was hardly any room for warm air to flow.

“That.”

I’ll tell you why I think she was upset.

“Do you hate it when I keep talking about Luca?”

Tick tock

Her small gesture told me that my prediction was correct.

First of all, I guessed the reason, but being convinced is a different matter.

We had to find a consensus.

“Why don’t you like it?”

Doa’s.

Is it so true that her words that Luca’s music is so good and that it makes me happy are causing her heartache like that?

I thought it was something we could celebrate together.

Closer’s fans also gave extremely favorable reviews, not to mention the Pingtuk group.

So, I thought that if I conveyed this feeling to Doa, she would also be happy.

“…Because that’s not me.”

Voice a little trembling.

Doa’s eyes began to get moist again, probably because her heart was pounding again.

“You don’t know how you look, right?”

“I do sometimes. No? Not even sometimes. “I get scared quite often.”

“I think my brother actually has no interest in the human Kim Do-ah.”

She took a short breath and spit out words that were deeply filled with her emotions.

“When we date, most of the things you talk about are about Luca.”

“How was the last broadcast? How is this avatar? I think you and I will get along well when we merge.”

“What if all your attention is focused on meeting someone?”

Doa’s hand weakly grabbed her knee.

“…When are you really going to look after me?”

Silver water droplets fall down her bowed face.

And I, who was watching it in silence, closed my eyes.

“Perhaps I am for you.”

The words she couldn’t bring herself to say out loud because she was so cringeworthy and embarrassed.

“He was probably just a handsome senior passing by.”

I felt like the time had come.

“Luca is for me.”

“…It was a house.”

When Doa looked like she couldn’t understand, I calmly explained the reason.

“You probably saw it while staying with me. “I don’t have any friends.”

“I barely spoke to the kids at school and always ate alone.”

“But you know. “How can a person live alone?”

“If you go alone, you feel lonely and lonely.”

“But if I watch you at home.”

He reaches out his hand and wipes away the traces of her tears.

“I was really fine.”

I wasn’t lonely at all.

Every day was so much fun.

I had a happy time playing with clips and giggling with the other Pinttuk kids.

I didn’t envy the party filled with the scent of alcohol or the club filled with the smell of cigarettes at all.

“So I went a little too far.”

But that’s it.

I guess that’s not why I have to hurt you.

“I think she talked about it a lot because I liked her Luca so much. Sorry.”

I smiled and moved to sit next to her.

I thought she would forgive me if this was enough, so I opened her arms and without saying a word, she opened her arms and hugged me.

“…I’m sorry.”

“No. “Why are you apologizing?”

“No. “I’m sorry.”

How long has she been like that?

As she slowly relaxed her arms and looked down at her, Doa also met her eyes.

Although I may say this, her slightly swollen face and red eyes made her look even cuter because she kept crying.

“…Luca.”

Miss Luca says she is not Doa Official.

“It’s okay to talk. However…”

A girlfriend who lengthens her speech.

Actually, ‘From now on, don’t bring up Luca during dates in front of me.’ For me, who expected such a strong restriction, it was good news.

I don’t know what the restrictions are on my afterword, but for now I nodded.

“Just enough so that I don’t get jealous.”

Doa held out her little finger to me.

“Promise me you’ll talk about me more when we’re together.”

She pulled out her little finger, but the content itself was funny.

They are both you.

Why am I envious of you?

“Yes, promise.”

After making a stamp with her thumb, Doa finally let go of my hand.

I sneaked inside her bed and wrapped my hand around her Doa’s waist, and Doa didn’t seem to like me like that, so she leaned towards me.

“I’ve been curious about something for a while.”

“What is it?”

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“I’m just asking her because her brother told me about it earlier.”

If she had any questions for me, it would have been better if she had told me in advance.

Why did I hold back?

“Yes.”

“Since when did you start having such a hard time getting along with other people?”

After hearing the question, I was able to understand the reason.

If I did it wrong, it could have been a process of revealing someone else’s painful past.

And that was true to some extent.

“…Middle school.”

“When you were in middle school?”

“Yes.”

“Why? “Did something happen?”

“There was.”

There may have been antipathy toward his appearance from the beginning.

Of course, when I was young, I liked it when people told me I was cool, and when I was in elementary school, I was secretly proud when I heard that I won first place in a popularity poll.

“There was a kid I could really call Jinchin.”

“Yes.”

“Why is that there? “The kind of friend who sticks with you from kindergarten through elementary school.”

“…Aren’t you a woman?”

When Doa twitched her eyebrows as if she was a little anxious, I shook her head.

“No. It was a boy. “My name is Park Jin-ho.”

“Anyway, so?”

“I got along well even though I went to the same middle school as him. “A group even formed around me and Jinho.”

“But then puberty comes… This is something called something between a man and a woman…”

It was a story that makes my bones hurt even now that I think about it.

Ha… Really…

When I saw that Doa was listening with her ears prickled, I couldn’t help but say something.

“The girl Jinho liked confessed to me.”

It is not for nothing that first love is like a fever.

Jin-ho really liked the girl, asked her for advice, and tried to get closer to her.

But the results were disastrous. Itself.

I, who wanted to help Jin-ho, became a traitor for seducing her friend’s woman, and Jin-ho never forgave me for that.

Now that I am an adult, I wonder if it was something that would have been so confusing.

15 Years old. Middle schooler.

I thought Jinho and I were too young to know such things.

“So what happened?”

“I just… Got some criticism. “A little too much.”

It seemed appropriate to filter this level.

In reality, it was much more cruel than that.

“But you didn’t do anything wrong. “Is that your fault?”

There is only one thing I can say to Doa, who is so angry at me like it’s her own business.

It was a very unlucky word.

“Yes. “Why not?”

“A handsome sin.”