TLT 114
He’s drunk. Gyeoul could usually handle his liquor pretty well. But to drink so much...
The Lassitude
TLT 113
The atmosphere was no different from usual. We ordered our usual dishes and talked about...
TLT 112
He wasn’t good at refusing people who acted strange when they usually didn’t. Ian’s face...
TLT 111
I was as still as a frog killed by a carelessly thrown stone. I was...
TLT 110
Gyeoul didn’t give me any time to sink into sentimentality and moved busily. Our first...
TLT 109
I took an Uber to Gyeoul’s house. The familiar port scenery flowed past the darkened...
TLT 108
A lovely laugh followed, like a lark’s song. Unable to deny any words, I stood...
TLT 107
I knew that with this question I had just asked, I had leaped far over...
TLT 106
Yi-tae, his mouth slightly open as if his tongue was still burning, couldn’t take his...
TLT 105
Yi-tae was just silent. He even seemed like he didn’t understand me. But I wasn’t...