Knowing Brother-Chapter 11
The splitting headache was forgotten. Choi Seol-woo barely managed to get the words out.
“Funny kid... He’s going far. He drank a little on a Friday night.”
“There are more than you think, even if he doesn’t go far. He’s a man. Director Yoon will continue to act like that if you don’t clearly indicate your path. You know Eom Hyeong-jin?”
He was talking about Eom Joo-bin’s cousin who had picked on Seol-woo at the congratulatory party.
“That kid, how do you know how to have fun while doing business? Oh.... I heard rumors of erectile dysfunction from an acquaintance of that kid before and thought I was gay. There are a lot of guys who are good at getting men, so come hang out, you piece of shit.”
“So. What did he say?”
“Don’t come near me before you spread rumors to the association. I don’t even want to say it.”
“.......”
In front of Won Dae-young’s eyes filled with disgust, the emotions he had held for a long time collapsed more vainly than a Jenga tower.
This story is a story of a ruined love.
No one would want to watch this kind of drama, nor would they be curious about it.
Choi Seol-woo's story is a story of a ruined love. So if there was anyone who was expecting a heart-pounding romance, they should give up right away.
This story is nothing more or less than a failure that will not meet anyone's expectations.
"You take care of your own body, Choi Seol-woo."
Seol-woo sarcastically sneered at Won Dae-young's words as he took the lead.
"You crazy... Be careful and behave yourself cleanly. Don't rely on your sports heart and become a sex addict."
"If you don't like it, I'll take care of it."
"......."
"Should I take care of your body?"
Won Dae-young's laughter, which split open, was now like a dagger.
"Ah, shit..."
The strange sexual signals she had felt from him had become an unspeakable pain since last night. Choi Seol-woo couldn't stand seeing Won Dae-young having sex with someone else until it was all messed up. He realized too late that he couldn't do that. He didn't want to imagine him panting like yesterday, going crazy with pleasure.
But Won Dae-young would definitely be like that in his future life. If that bastard promised someone his whole life, Seol-woo would have no choice but to imagine them having sex until he got sick of it, and that was impossible as long as he lived.
As much as he wished to be reborn, it was impossible.
He thought he could just get by. Calling him ❖ Nоvеl𝚒ght ❖ (Exclusive on Nоvеl𝚒ght) out comfortably like he always had, talking nonsense, showing his true self without pretense... ... . But it was a big mistake, as big as his swollen heart.
His swollen heart hung far away. In a corner of a room that didn't get sunlight, a damp wall stained with moisture.
Choi Seol-woo spoke in a tired voice.
“Daeyoung-ah. This doesn’t seem right. Let’s keep our distance.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about, but let’s talk after you get an IV and soothe your hangover. Follow me.”
“No, I said we should keep our distance!”
“Get on. We have time before training.”
When I realized that he was being talked down to, his shoulder was already taken away. The habit of always giving Won Daeyoung a break, unlike others, remained like a stain of moisture.
Now, he’s a face that the entire nation knows. Armed with a hat and mask, Won Daeyoung’s back looked wider and farther away than usual as he led the way.
I was led by Won Daeyoung’s hand, got an IV, had bean sprout soup to soothe his hangover, took medicine, and left him for home before he went to the training stadium.
“I’m having a hard time. Don’t make me talk.”
“Baby, if you’re having a hard time at work, don’t overdo it....”
Even though he left her out overnight without permission and said something harsh, Mrs. Choi was unusually gentle. Normally, she would have scolded him and argued with him. It was clear that Won Dae-young had something in mind.
“Where is there anyone who works at a company without working too hard? Everyone works hard to earn a living. Won Dae-young runs 400m at full speed, so why should I just live carelessly?”
Mrs. Choi barely managed to control her temper and said, “Okay, go inside and rest.” Seol-woo closed the door and lay down, staring at the stained wallpaper for a long time.
“ChatGPT, tell me how to cut ties with a close friend.”
- [When sorting out a relationship with someone you don’t like, it is important to set clear boundaries while avoiding unnecessary conflict as much as possible. Here are some ways to end a relationship without hurting feelings:
1. Slowly distance yourself
2. Short answer
3. Avoid promises
4. Set clear boundaries
5. Block contact
6. Be honest, not evasive
“Ah..., this guy is too kind. Isn’t there a more beggarly way to cut ties? You should just block him while gritting your teeth.”
This kind of ordinary method doesn’t work on Won Dae-young. Choi Seol-woo definitely needed a way to end this relationship. He put his kind and smart friend aside for a moment and looked up opinions on internet communities. There were a few useful methods, but
1. Borrow a large sum of money.
2. Do things he hates, like lying, breaking promises, ignoring, and being rude.
3. Get rid of common acquaintances.
Somehow, all of these methods had already been tried or didn’t work on Won Dae-young.
Whether he liked it or not, number 1 had already happened, and number 2 was a mistake he had made countless times, but it didn’t hurt Won Dae-young at all. Ordinary people or people like Won Dae-young who get angry at such things wouldn't even flinch. Even 3 times is close to impossible. I couldn't even count how many people I had to sort out.
Choi Seol-woo was the easiest person in the world to cut ties with. I've cut off all my relationships with a knife, but what on earth happened to this kid?
I had to get away from Won Dae-young by any means necessary. That was the only way for Choi Seol-woo to be happy.
What does Won Dae-young hate the most?
What would I do to get that bastard out of my life?
What does Won Dae-young hate?
... Ah.
A homosexual act of penetrating a man's asshole.
Won Dae-young hates me meeting men the most... .
Then... ... .
I blankly stared at the piled up messages from Director Yoon Ji-hwan. I thought of Won Dae-young stuttering in disbelief when he said he came to the congratulatory party with Director Yoon.
“Contractual relationship?”
Yoon asked with wide eyes. He seemed quite surprised, as he put down his coffee cup while tidiing his tie. Even someone who has been in society for a long time seemed to have a hard time hiding his embarrassment at this question.
He had intended to make a long introduction, but it seemed sudden. Seol-woo asked for understanding again and recited the explanation he had prepared.
“If you don’t mind. It’s natural for you to be surprised. I’m asking this despite the rudeness. Since I’m just asking, you can feel free to decline.”
Yoon Ji-hwan stroked his chin and stared at Seol-woo for a while before asking.
“...Does it have to be a contract?”
He expected that he might reject him or be offended. Still, he tried to explain the reason in as much detail as possible.
“As I said... You don’t know me well yet, sir.”
“That’s right. I’m the type that never gives my heart to anyone, but I’m an exception to Won, that’s all?”
“......Excuse me again for yesterday....”
“No, no. You don’t have to apologize, it’s really okay. Don’t worry about it and keep talking.”
Yoon Ji-hwan lightly waved his hand. Seol-woo looked at the mug in front of him and continued talking.
“I’m the type of person who absolutely doesn’t believe in love or anything. I’ve never felt a rush of emotion when I first saw someone. I’m the type of person who can’t understand people confessing to each other as soon as they meet, so to be honest, I don’t really have any special feelings for you, Sang-mu. That’s just how I am.”
“Aha. I’m not surprised.”
“Sang-mu probably doesn’t like me that much either, he’s just interested and curious. Like you said, he’s not someone who needs a relationship.”
“That’s right, I’m not unpopular.”
Yoon Sang-mu smiled and drank his tea. He continued to explain, as if he was telling me to listen and tell him.
“I’m a person who has a lot of problems, especially when it comes to relationships, so you’ll need time to figure it out. You need to know how rough I am. I hate all skinship that happens when you’re caught up in simple sexual desire or temporary emotions. You might not like that part. That’s why I’m offering you a two-month contract relationship. If you start lightly, you can easily say you want to stop, and we can both sort things out cleanly.”
“Hmm.”
“The reason I’m this kind of person, even if it’s a contract, is because... I want to change a little bit. I want to change my life a little bit.”
Yoon Ji-hwan quietly observed Seol-woo’s face as he spoke his last words. He answered, lost in thought.
“So to sum it up, let’s do a test before we start dating? Is that the android-like way of thinking?”
You brought up the malfunction to Director Yoon. Choi Seol-woo, you still turn into a vending machine that tells the truth when you’re drunk. That day was really crazy.
Seol-woo hit his forehead hard, reproaching himself. Yoon Ji-hwan continued.
“It’s not that I was dumped. It’s not that I hate myself. In some ways, I trust him a lot.”
“Well, yes.”
“Then you can really date.”
“Uh... yes?”
“But is real dating burdensome?”
“Uh... yes.”
“This is usually called a fishing ground. People who play around are called fools.”
He spoke in a soft voice, leaving him speechless. He wasn’t a pushover, and he could have said worse things to Seol-woo, but he chose to get to the point.
“Seol-woo, you know that when you were drunk, you grabbed me and called Player Won a son of a bitch?”
“......I don’t remember anything from that day.”
“I’m not that clueless. I don’t think that someone as smart as Seol-woo and who doesn’t let things slide is being swayed by Won-ssi because he has a very strong and strategic personality.”
His additional words suddenly struck my ears.
“You like it, right? A lot.”
“.......”
The shock hit my heart hard. I was speechless when I heard directly from my ears the words I didn’t want to admit even in my own thoughts. My eyes were hot and I was embarrassed. I frowned and quickly calmed down.
