A Bad Older Brother
“I like you, oppa.” At twenty, it was an innocent first love. Blind admiration for a friend’s handsome older brother. That pure 100% one-sided love met a miserable ending the moment she confessed. “I hope you wouldn’t do that.” With a blunt rejection that stabbed her right through the heart. And then, eight years later. She runs into that bad oppa again, the one who gave her a horrifying black history. And this time, it’s in the same bed, with a warm heat seeping through the blankets... “W-why are you here, oppa?” “That’s what I’d like to ask.” Jun-gyeom lazily lowered his cold eyes and stared deeply at So-min’s face. That’s right. This was unquestionably Jun-gyeom’s bed. So-min, looking flustered, desperately rummaged through her mind, where the film had completely cut off. As the confused silence dragged on, Jun-gyeom’s eyebrows furrowed fiercely. “Don’t tell me you don’t remember what happened last night?”
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