2 – EP1. Phenomenon Adaptation Period-1

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I don’t know how it is these days, but when I was in school, there was something called environmental beautification at the beginning of the semester.

It was an activity where the homeroom teacher and the kids gathered in groups of two or three to decorate the class, but it wasn’t a very fun time for me, who doesn’t have good hands.

There were many times when I tried to cut paper with a cutter knife with my fern-like hand, and cut my own hand.

The reason I’m telling you this is that I’m very afraid of blades… that is, something sharp and likely to bleed.

The eerie feeling of being cut is so creepy.

Maybe that’s why this woman holding a knife in front of me is so scary right now.

“Inho, why are you cursing all of a sudden? You don’t believe her, do you? huh? huh? I told you… Everything she says is a lie. It’s a blatant lie trying to ruin our relationship.”

The woman twisted her hair with her fingers and turned her gaze around. You seem to be emotionally disturbed.

“who are you?”

Oops, that was such a stupid question.

The woman tilted her head to one side and looked at me.

As if the eyes of a chameleon moving back and forth caught the prey, all at once. She glared at me with subtle anger.

“What are you talking about?”

The words that were about to come out, frozen by the force, stopped and ended up on the tip of my tongue.

“What are you talking about? huh? huh? huh? Pretend you don’t know me now? I’m Hyejeong Your girlfriend, Hyejeong Lee. Did that b*tch say this? Or do you want to see me go crazy? Answer me, Inho. yes?”

The woman’s head rattles like a broken toy robot.

And then it gradually comes forward. Grab that hideous blade.

“That’s not… ah…”

I was trying to say it wasn’t. However, I couldn’t finish my words because of the sudden feeling of foreign body.

Ah… it hurts…

Are you stabbing me now?

oh… that hurts…

The woman grabs the handle of the knife with both hands and starts to stir my stomach like turning a millstone.

“Ah… it hurts…”

A pain that no sentence can connect. An expression of intention that comes from primitive emotions.

But this voice doesn’t reach her.

“hurt? It hurts me more… If I’m ignored by you, my heart breaks. It hurts a thousand times more than being stabbed with a knife.”

no… sir… it hurts…

The feeling of a foreign body intensifies, and blood gushes out of his mouth.

The pain that rose from the abdomen was cold, then stinging, then burning, then heavy.

As if my eyes were covered with a dark cloth, my vision suddenly went out, and I could hear clearly in my fading consciousness.

“Ah… this is Inho’s intestines. Pretty.”

crazy b*tch.

My consciousness went out as quickly as sinking into water.

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“aaagh!”

When I woke up in shock, I found myself in a bed.

The light was shining warmly through the curtains, and a mysterious needle was stuck in her arm. From the looks of it, it must be something like a ringer.

But what, did I buy it? How did you get out of there before that?

“what?”

I felt my body with my hands, but it was strange. If you were stabbed that much, you should at least have a bandage wrapped around your stomach, but strangely, your stomach is clean. Rather, bandages were wrapped around his legs and head.

Guess what is this…

There is a knock and the door opens.

“In…ho?”

A woman with long brown hair calls my name. Seeing you in school uniform, are you a student?

“In-ho, right?”

As if she had seen a ghost, her gray eyes were shaking mercilessly. Slowly, she reached out and touched my cheek.

Um… my hands are soft.

Her hand movements, starting with her cheeks, followed by her chin, neck, and shoulders, were similar to those of a craftsman handling a luxury watch.

“Hey In-ho…”

Tears are welling up in her big eyes.

“You’re awake… Inho-ya…”

She smiled and hugged me.

It was ambiguous to keep my hands still, so I gently hugged her. I don’t know what it is, but I felt like I had to adapt to the situation.

She buried her face in my chest and wept bitterly.

I patted her on the back without knowing why, and each time I did, she cried more sorrowfully.

About 30 minutes to feel. She, too, seemed to have calmed down her strong feelings, and now she escaped from my arms and looked at me with widened eyes. Even so, I giggled from time to time as if I hadn’t calmed down.

It was so cute that I smiled softly.

Now, let’s take a look at the situation.

First of all, you need to know how I got here.

What was that crazy b*tch’s name? That’s right, Hyejeong Lee.

It must have looked like a basement, but I had to ask how he ended up in the hospital.

“Hey… I have a question for you.”

“yes! What are you curious about?”

“You know Lee Hye-jeong…?”

Ask as carefully as possible, without raising suspicion. It’s like, ‘the person you and I know’.

“Lee Hye-jeong, who is that?”

Oh, I don’t know. Then change your question.

“No, I must have misunderstood something.”

I was about to turn to another question, but she held my hand.

“I ask. Who is Hyejeong Lee? Why do you know a girl I don’t know?”