로그인Finally, the curtain of destiny rose.The lead-off hitter of O University, who entered the batter's box, possessed a nimble physique and ferocious feet like a wild beast, serving as a massive threat in himself."Ball!""Ball!"The heavy voice of the umpire echoed consecutively. Two consecutive balls right from the start. Starting pitcher Kim Kangmu’s shoulders were as rigid as dry tree bark, his control shaking messily. Catcher Yoo Kyungho lightly shook his mitt to send a hand signal, calling for a sharp breaking ball instead of a fastball, aiming deep into the hitter's inside blind spot.Yoo Kyungho’s lead was as experienced as a conductor's gesture, but the problem was the pitcher's stuff. The ball leaving Kim Kangmu’s fingertips drew a flat trajectory without power, flowing right into the middle. It was precisely the favorite course of the opponent's first batter.Crack—!The ominous foreboding struck the eardrums without a single error. A clean hit piercing left-center right from
April 1st.Although it was a day when light pranks and harmless deceptions were allowed, the morning of April Fools' Day dawned, turning unbelievable miracles into reality.When Yuhwan, who had burned Haneul Jang’s insides by not showing even his shadow for the past few days, finally called, the first words heard through the receiver were truly spectacular."Just bring your body. I bought everything for the house."At that casual yet direct remark, Haneul felt dizzy for a moment. The hours spent losing sleep over whether the youth was distancing himself scattered in vain, as Yuhwan’s voice carried a deeper, more secret tenderness than usual.What on earth did he buy, and why did that unrefined command to just bring his body sound so nakedly provocative?'It must be because my mind is obscene. It must be...'Flushing his face out of self-deprecation, Haneul started his day cheerfully, unable to suppress the fluttering smile spreading across his lips. Yuhwan’s confident voice possessed
Don't tell me, did Yuhwan draw a distance after seeing this text that looked like a will?A sigh escaped Haneul Jang naturally. Because the possibility of that was highly thick, his heart grew even heavier, and a streak of cold sweat flowed down his spine.Seo Jeongwoo asked why he was so startled, but Haneul hurriedly glossed it over, saying he saw a phantom while daydreaming. Then, he hastily flipped the front page of the notebook, spreading a white page to continue a secret conversation.[Can we really win? To think the opponent is O University, just thinking about it makes my palms sweat.]Reading the sentences Seo Jeongwoo wrote, a heavy boulder was placed inside Haneul’s heart as well. Since the bracket was already confirmed, his only thought as a catcher was to thoroughly prepare for war.[O University is definitely a strong national-level team. Their player layer is thick and their pitching staff won't be easy either. But Jeongwoo, we have Yuhwan.]Seeing Haneul’s text filled
Wondering what everyone had so much to say about, the meeting at the Korean restaurant ended late into the night, talking about the future of the group.Yuhwan dropped by a porridge shop with concerns, buying abalone porridge before heading home.Did Haneul Jang return first? Thinking it was better not to call if he was resting since his body was unwell, Yuhwan's lips curled up only after he checked that Haneul’s shoes were neatly placed upon hastily opening the entrance door.Entering the living room, he saw Haneul deeply asleep, curled up like a cat on the sofa. Yuhwan tried to shake him awake carefully, but Haneul merely tilted his head slightly, showing no sign of waking. On the table in front of the sofa, a notebook filled with dense handwriting lay open.Did he wait while doing tedious studying until he arrived?"You're pretty, Haneul Jang."Murmuring lowly, Yuhwan unbuttoned his suit jacket. Leaving the jacket as if throwing it over the sofa, he mutely looked down at Haneul’s t
The visitors to the officetel were a private chauffeur dispatched from Yuhwan’s family home and two well-built bodyguards.As Haneul Jang realized once again that the youth had forcibly split his time to run over for him despite such a busy and important schedule, he was swept away by complex emotions mixing apology and gratitude.Yuhwan parted his lips for a moment, staring into Haneul’s eyes as the fellow gazed at him blankly, then let out a deep, seemingly suppressed sigh.He brushed back the damp hair falling over Haneul’s forehead with a tender touch, planting a very short and precious kiss on that spot.Though his expression remained cold and rigidly hardened, Haneul felt his heart melting away formlessly at the terrible warmth transmitted beyond that cool skin."I'll be back. Rest up without having any foolish thoughts."Haneul raised his heavy body to tighten his robe securely, showing a maximum bright smile to reassure the youth."Yeah, go and return safely and carefully."Em
Yuhwan’s eyes, gleaming with an emotion that was either anger or an unfamiliar fear, fixed on Haneul Jang’s pale hand pierced by a cold IV needle.Haneul felt a dizzying vertigo, opening his eyes wide at Yuhwan’s flawless suit. He had only seen Yuhwan in a suit like a frozen image in TV commercials or magazine pictorials before, making it his first time encountering the living reality at such close range.His usual comfortable casual attire was handsome enough to be threatening, but the suit flowing gracefully along his body lines was fatal enough to make his heart leap, rendering it impossible to look away."How... did you get here..."Yuhwan moved his long legs, nearing 190 centimeters, gracefully yet urgently, approaching right to the side of the shabby bed where Haneul lay."Wow, what a surprise. Yuhwan, did you seriously run all the way here in that outfit because you were worried about Haneul Jang?"Yoo Kyungho, who was nearby, asked with astonishment in his voice, but Yuhwan di







