Semua Bab The SS-Class Perfect Battery: Bab 11 - Bab 20

Haneul Jang drifted precariously between dreams and reality in the back of the taxi heading to S National University."Sir, we've arrived in front of the College of Education."The driver’s low voice pulled his hazy consciousness to the surface. Looking out, the familiar campus scenery blurred past, signaling that it was time to face reality again."Ah, thank you, sir."Haneul sank into the seat for a brief moment before forcing himself to move. Perhaps due to the heavy cold medicine or days of insomnia, his physical condition was completely scraping rock bottom. Stepping out after paying, he stretched his aching body and walked slowly toward the baseball diamond.Thanks to Yuhwan aggressively forcing him to go to the hospital, his severe chills had finally subsided. Yet, whenever he chewed over Yuhwan’s unexpected kindness, Haneul bit the inside of his lip with a complicated heart.He was fated to break apart on December 24th at age twenty anyway. To a man with a strict deadline on l

In the absolute silence where even the crowd's noise seemed erased, their gazes clashed in midair, tracing sparks of pure friction. Yuhwan shook his head repeatedly to reject the signs, and Haneul stood his ground, refusing to back down. The release time stretched painfully long. As Haneul stubbornly held his position, Yuhwan’s brow crumpled into a savage glare. Letting out a beast-like, ragged breath, the pitcher finally gritted his teeth and twisted his body into a windup, begrudgingly giving in to the catcher's persistent demand.Whack...! Pop!The ball drew an unpredictable trajectory, instantly vanishing from the batter's line of sight. The bat sliced empty air, and the ball rolled weakly over the dirt, resulting in a routine infield groundout. It was a flawless masterpiece born from Yuhwan’s overwhelming velocity and Haneul’s meticulous design."Whoa, is that pinpoint control even real?""Yuhwan is a monster. His talent is wasted just staying at S National University."Praise fr

At the entrance of Nokdu Street, inside a restaurant vibrating with sizzling heat and the heavy aroma of spicy stir-fried chicken, the freshman welcoming party for 'Magu-Magu' officially kicked off.Yuhwan had been in a dangerously low mood ever since Cho Ki-bum had subtly asked about Haneul Jang's well-being through Woo-hyun. Furthermore, this chaotic dinner where the scent of grease seeped into his clothes was miles away from his usually pristine tastes. Even during the faculty advisor's tedious opening remarks, Yuhwan’s attention was single-mindedly fixed on Haneul sitting right beside him.'Is his body completely recovered? I feel like I pushed him too hard today.'Furrowing his brows while merely twirling his chopsticks, Yuhwan suddenly glanced to his side. Haneul didn't care about the meat at all, focusing entirely on a single golden piece of sweet potato roasting in the corner of the iron plate. Waiting for it to cook, his clear face glowed unrealistically bright amidst the ris

Yuhwan was about to drag Haneul out when his eyes locked with Cho Ki-bum. After a brief greeting with Woo-hyun Choi, Ki-bum strode straight toward their table."Hold on, I have something to say to you two. I heard you had a rough time with a cold. How is your body?"At Ki-bum's gentle inquiry, a nodding Haneul mumbled sleepily, "I'm all recovered thanks to Yuhwan. But brushing my teeth made me even sleepier."Recalling how he had scolded the youth in the car earlier, Yuhwan felt his face flush internally. Haneul always possessed the habit of crediting others, but hearing 'thanks to Yuhwan' from those lips left a strange, ticklish sensation in his chest."Do you want to meet up separately with me later? Don't you want to play baseball on a bigger stage?""Hey! Cho Ki-bum! Are you seriously drooling over our genius catcher right now?" Woo-hyun chimed in at Ki-bum’s blatant proposal, making Haneul hover awkwardly in embarrassment. Yuhwan clenched his fists, but Haneul merely blinked his

#19. Making Him Want to Devour"Yeah, I kissed you on impulse. Because you're beautiful."Yuhwan’s low voice brushed against Haneul Jang's ears, sending a tightening thrill straight down his lower abdomen. Haneul dazedly wondered if he was dreaming. The probability was exceptionally high; there was no way the real Yuhwan would ever bestow such a tender kiss upon him."Wow, what an honor," Haneul mumbled."Glad you appreciate it," Yuhwan replied, his casual words masking a gaze burning with intense heat."Since I’m going to die so early anyway... I guess God felt sorry for me and granted my wish."Stepping out of the elevator toward the penthouse, Yuhwan abruptly froze. "What?" Trembling with a mixture of disbelief and profound suspicion, Yuhwan’s eyes locked onto him.But Haneul figured it didn't matter since it was just a dream. Even though his head was spinning, his mouth remained operational, allowing him to boldly utter absolute nonsense."Well, I’m dying around December... so that