Your Situation Manwha 소설 & 이야기

The sight of him made the bearded man shiver. "How are you doing, Mr. Kang Jaeho?" Joonjae asked calmly. The man, Kang Jaeho, did not answer but whimpered. "One plus one is two," he mumbled. He was crying and covered his head with his hands. "One plus one is two…" Joonjae leaned forward, glaring at him. "I know you can understand me," he snarled. "Do you still not remember what you did?" Jaeho backed of further, confused. His memory was wiped everyday. All he knew was from his instincts that the man standing in front of him was his worst fear.

This is not a happy starting either. This is the story of Dua, a 19 yrs old girl. Dua is the hero of this story. The whole plotline revolves around her. My first book is completely based on a woman and her dark world. Now Dua is dead. Arin is alone, living in the Memories of her. I know the ending sucked but you guys better wait for the Bonus chapter. .. .. Thank you ShineeSunshine ❤️

“I am Li Han, a schoolmate of Yo Han and Yo Sun. I came to deliver their books for the exams next week.” “Alright,” the man replied curtly. The screen went black. A full minute passed before the gate finally clicked and slowly swung open. The same burly man stepped out, took the heavy stack of books from Li Han’s arms with a single nod, then turned and locked the gate again without another word.

However, among the remaining five, only one stood tall, while the others appeared weakened as they struggled on the battleground. Kang Boram, one of the women, maintained her composure as she stared at him affectionately. However, as he met her eyes with a piercing stare, she immediately averted her gaze and bowed her head. Hyun-woo definitely got what it meant to say. He was clever to understand how this woman yearned for a night of passion with him, and he intended to grant her wish as her reward for winning the competition. Kang Boram was about to unleash a powerful punch against the four women when he shouted, "Keumanhae!" (Stop)

After all what is the relationship that man has with him that he has to pity this strange man who is currently shaking with fear while hugging a packet of flour. He's a very strange man. "He's sick, Kyu. He's a mentally retarded man." Hana whispered trying to give understanding to her lover. Hearing Hana's words, Kyunghee could only raise her eyebrows in confusion. "You mean he's an idiot?" Kyunghee asked sounding harsh. Hana gently nudged Kyunghee's arm so that her boyfriend wouldn't say idiotic words to the man, because it felt like it was inappropriate to say that. "Shhh, I'll go over to him." Hana said as she walked away to approach Haekyo.

(**NAME-ssi - a polite way of talking to people who you don't know that well. ***Maknae - the youngest person of the group. ****Hyung - older brother; a polite way a younger male calls the older male. ) They went to the main part of the police station, specifically to Chief's office. When they entered the room, Soo Min immediately saw a young man sitting opposite the desk, who, seeing them, immediately stood up and saluted. He looked younger, but was a head taller than Soo Min, had black hair long enough to cover his ears, and the bangs fell slightly on his left eye. With this face he could successfully become a model, actor or even an idol. Only his silhouette matched the image of the model

Noni exclaimed. "Long story, that was a fucked up scene," I took my handkerchief and wiped the dripping sweat off my forehead. " Miss! I'm so sorry. Are you okay? I will have anything as compensation," The man said, I didn't noticed that he was following me. I saw the confusion on Noni and my brother's eyes. "Look, just forget about it. I'm not even mad, you don't have to do anything," The guy looked back at me and said sorry over and over again.

I should have add MANWHORE into my blog post! Dang it!

I used to think this man is nothing special. Just another skinny guy, no muscle, no strength — someone ordinary. But the moment I see him shirtless for the first time… I realize how dangerous it is to underestimate Byun Baekhoon. He isn’t skinny at all. He’s built. Broad shoulders, solid arms that flex every time he moves, veins trailing down like a map of temptation. His chest — firm, defined, maddeningly inviting. Just looking at it makes heat coil low in my stomach.

Do Hun screamed, recovering from the lethal hit on his pelvic area. "Sanity? Well… it depends on the way you put it," She ambled to him, grabbing him by the hair. "In this case, I haven't felt any more lucid in my entire existence. Now keep shut, I can't afford to waste any more energy speaking to you." Do Hun gulped, he needed to escape from this attendant's grip before his situation became like Kwang Jo's; she had clearly gone mad! "Tsk! Quit struggling, it's hard to hold on to your short greasy hair." Jae Hwa held on tighter as she moved closer to the set table.