MDF 87
“Mr. Biyendwe. You wouldn’t mind if your home became a bit smaller, would you?” [Death...
“Mr. Biyendwe. You wouldn’t mind if your home became a bit smaller, would you?” [Death...
“……What?” Unlike Yang Eun-ho, whose mind went blank for a moment, Kim Si-baek was serious....
Dazedly feeling the heat lingering in that breath tickle his skin, he suddenly snapped back...
“He was the shelter leader, so I saw him from a distance a few times,...
〈Wow. You beat up a ninth grader? That’s impressive.〉 It was spring, twenty-one years ago,...
Kim Si-baek felt a prick of guilt but asked back nonchalantly. “Why so sudden?” “Just...
[Sisters, brothers. To be honest, I’m a survivor of the Id Portal at the MA...
Tae-un, who had been muttering blankly, soon denied it firmly. “I did like him; he...
“What is love?” It wasn’t even a conversation; it was a monologue directed at a...
“Hyung, really? You won’t?” Hyung… Upon hearing this sweet resonance, which he hadn’t heard from...