Love History Caused By Willful Negligence

Vol. 2 Chapter 80:

Translated by Chef

Edited by Chef

He was sitting by the window reading a book when he felt eyes on him and turned his head. Again. When their eyes met, the boy lowered his face in surprise, as if it were on fire. It was a gesture like a small animal that discovered a natural enemy and hid itself in a burrow.

What was his name? He had the same name as…

[What book are you reading?]

Instead of answering, he smiled and showed him the cover of the book he was reading.

[You were always reading difficult books. You seem so special. My cousin was also captain of the football team, but I’ve never seen him read a book.]

What do you do when you see someone babbling about something you have no interest in? He asked back. In general, dealing with people was always boring.

[You know there’s a party at Alex’s house tonight, right?]

[Of course.]

[Have you decided who to go with?]

Even though she clearly knew who he was dating, the woman shamelessly grabbed his? arm and gently placed it on her chest.

[Sorry. I have a prior appointment today.]

[I also have someone to go with.]

He laughed at the sarcastic voice.

Fuck. Whether it exists or not, what does it have to do with him?

[If I hadn’t made a prior agreement, I would have asked you to come with me. It’s a shame.]

The woman’s face suddenly brightened at the words that were not even in his mind.

[As long as I like you, I…]

An uninteresting story continued. He wasn’t impressed by what the other person was talking about. All he had to do was cross his arms and give her a believable smile.

Oh, what was on the menu for dinner tonight?

[…What do you think?]

[I’ll think about it.]

He laughed again. Smiling itself sucked, but he tended to laugh often because it had the best effect.

[Okay. Think about it and contact me.]

He nodded and closed the corner of the book he was reading. He noticed that the boy from earlier was looking at him with fascination.

Aha. Is that so?

Actually, she could be said to be the prettiest girl in this class. But that kind of person was also interested in women. He looked like he couldn’t even stand properly.

He burst into laughter as he imagined a small creature sitting on top of a woman and moaning. He called out to the woman who was about to turn away due to a suddenly surging cruel desire.

[I changed my mind.]

[What?]

[Come to the party with me today.]

The face of the boy sitting at the desk suddenly darkened with disappointment. He felt a little better.

The party was as boring as expected. Except that his girlfriend who showed up later and his date got tangled up in a fight.

He can’t believe people liked him enough to fight. How unproductive was this.

He smiled and walked away.

As he turned the corner, he bumped into someone running ahead of him. At the same time, a book fell on the floor. After muttering an apology, the other person started picking up the book.

He wanted to kick him for wearing his eyes as decorations, but he picked up the book together.

‘Thank you…’

The other person’s big eyes froze.

Not only did his big, frightened eyes look like that, but the freckles on his white skin gave him an overall youthful appearance.

‘Are you not hurt?’

He asked with a smile, but there was no answer.

‘You’re not hurt anywhere, are you?’

It would be annoying if he got hurt. Because his mother had a reaction close to a nervous breakdown when he hurt people.

The other person nodded his head without answering.

It was fun to see his little head bobbing around in a silly way.

‘Is this book interesting?’

He asked, holding a book in his hands. He thought that if he asked that question, he would nod his head again.

But the boy stood frozen without raising his head or nodding.

He just existed.

Big eyes looked at him. It felt like dealing with a small animal. From a young age, he hated small animals. Even if he makes a slight mistake in controlling his power, something will happen that he will have to take responsibility for.

If he enjoys reading it, he’ll borrow it later.

He handed over the book and left the place.

Oh, Peter.

He was able to recall the boy’s name after taking a few steps.

It was the same name as the rabbit in a famous fairy tale.

That’s exactly the same name as that rabbit.

He smiled and started walking again. He quickly erased the boy’s name from his memory. Even if his whole life goes by, he will never have anything to do with something like that.

It was an unusually warm sunny afternoon.

When he opened his eyes from sleep, someone patted his back.

“Sleep more. You haven’t been able to sleep since.”

“Is that fun?”

“Yes?”

“I didn’t find it very fun…”

The words he muttered faded back into his consciousness. Was he talking in his sleep? A small laugh was heard after the question. It was a sound like ripples lapping. Just listening to it made him feel better.

Who is it.?

What was its name? As if he couldn’t remember anything, he fell asleep.

It’s definitely a name like….

“…!”

The moment he opened his eyes, the boundary between blurry sleep and reality became clear. It was already dark outside the window.

“Inseop.”

Lee Wooyeon called out. The side of the bed was empty. Instead of an answer, quiet silence returned.

He immediately looked down at his hands. Even after checking his clean hands, his anxiety did not go away. He rolled up the sheets and checked under the bed.

The clothes he took off yesterday were not visible.

At first, he thought that all the memories left in his head could be dreams.

He was even more scared that all of this could be real.

He walked out of the room without even thinking about putting on clothes. He checked the bathroom. It was empty.

“Inseop”

Lee Wooyeon called Inseop. Still no answer came back. He was on the floor he was in. It was the same even when he went downstairs and checked everything. Inseop was nowhere to be seen.

“… ”

His vision became black and blurred.

Where did he go? Did he do something wrong again? What should he have done?

… He didn’t even know what to do anymore.

He had thoughts that seemed to be stuck here and there. Two sharp pieces he had forgotten about stabbed his temple. He couldn’t imitate someone’s actions or emotions. He had to show only what he had.

He felt like a beggar who didn’t have even a few coins and was desperate for jewelry.

Lee Wooyeon pressed his forehead and took a deep breath.

Once he did ,he had to find him somehow.

He went back into his room, opened his closet, took out some loose fitting clothes and put them on. While picking up the car keys that were randomly lying on the floor and going down to the first floor, Wooyeon suddenly stopped walking.

He felt a very small noise coming from above. The third floor was a terrace.

CEO Kim had brought all kinds of trees to decorate the rooftop garden, but he could not handle the weeds growing so profusely that he gave up on them. And on one side of the terrace there was a laundry room and a storage room.

He went up the stairs. The subtle noise gradually became clearer. However, the tension that was tugging at his heart did not diminish one bit. He didn’t know how many times he checked his palms while climbing the few stairs.

He stopped in front of the terrace door.

The moment he opened the door, the reason he was barely able to hold on to, became distant as he thought that this was all a dream and that he might have to look for Inseop all over again.

For the first time, he felt resentful of himself for not being normal. If he were normal, he wouldn’t have felt this miserable sense of deprivation.

He felt like he was walking in the darkness with his eyes covered.

He slowly reached out his hand and turned the doorknob.

The smell of water wafted in through the crack in the door that opened little by little. After some time, he realized that it was the smell of fog covering the lake.

Inseop, wrapped in a sheet, was sitting on the bench in front of the laundry room. He stared at the lakeside endlessly, not even knowing he was there.

The water mist at the water’s edge was in full bloom everywhere like white flowers. Water-soaked flowers dimly illuminated the darkness of dusk. Inseop looked closely at the fog that flowed as the wind guided it.

He had never seen a landscape and felt it was so beautiful. He just hoped that Inseop would think it was beautiful when he saw it.

But now.

“Uh, are you awake?”

Inseop must have finally noticed Lee Wooyeon and turned his head and smiled. The smile that spread across his white face was engraved in his eyes.

It was beautiful.

The world Inseop belonged to, and the landscape where he stood, felt beautiful.

“I was running the washing machine because my clothes were wet. I came out alone so you could get some more sleep.”

Inseop said, putting up the sheets.

As Lee Wooyeon stood looking at him without saying a word, Inseop’s laughter subsided.

“Are you okay? You’re not unwell, are you?”

A worried gaze grabs him. He was helplessly caught up in those ordinary and sweet emotions.

Time and time again, he loved him by making him weak and foolish. It was so unpleasant that he couldn’t bear it.

“I’m okay.”

Lee Wooyeon raised his head.

When he opened the terrace door wide, a wind containing moisture enveloped his body.

The darkness surrounding him has disappeared.

Lee Wooyeon exhaled and took a step forward. In that way, he walked slowly, one step at a time, into the scenery that Inseop belonged to.

It was one of the many ordinary days.