If I had gone to meet him without cooling my fever down, I thought I would ruin everything. Without regard for the location, I felt like I would peck on his lips and embrace his body. That was why I needed to keep it in. I had to be patient.
It was still hard for me to start from zero again, so I wanted to awaken his memories. It just so happened that a similar urban legend started to go viral, and it was a piece of cake to prepare the mansion and bring in people. However, I didn’t know that he spread the myth because he wanted to meet me.
When I saw him for the first time in Woorim’s body, I wanted to talk to him so badly that I felt like I would go insane. ‘Do you still love Yeonseon? Were you shocked when Yeonseon died? How did you despair?’ I desperately wanted to ask. Then, I clenched my jaws when I saw Hyehyun Ham standing next to him.
To talk a bit about Yeonseon’s past, I could say that Hyehyun played a large role in forming Yeonseon’s bizarre personality.
The elder brother was shy, kind, and handsome, while the younger brother lacked a little bit of everything in contrast to his brother. Hyehyun had a twisted inferiority complex against his older brother, but the younger one didn’t show it to those around them. Instead, when he was left with Yeonseon, he couldn’t keep his hate to himself and harassed Yeonseon. Yeonseon didn’t want to be a bother to others, and his heart only grew more bruised and spoiled with Hyehyun’s constant bullying. His difficulties only grew deeper and went more often ignored until Yeonseon grew to have that odd habit.
Plus, Hyehyun was the cause of Yeonseon’s death. Hyehyun probably didn’t intend to go as far as killing his brother. He was just a bit hateful of his foolish elder brother. Oh, then maybe I contributed indirectly to the cause. I always found Hyehyun’s eyes on “him” to be bothersome. So that day, I intentionally let it slip to Hyehyun that I slept with “him.” I told Hyehyun that I was fine without him.
I shouldn’t have said that. Then, maybe I would have been able to love him a bit longer. I could have seen his face, filled with certainty that I loved him and a passionate love toward me. I ended up acting thoughtlessly out of jealousy. But that was also my first time attempting a romantic relationship.
In any case, because of that experience, I could stay calm despite looking at Hyehyun. Even so, I couldn’t readily approach “him.” After chatting with him a few times and seeing his attitude toward Hyehyun, I could manage to push down my jealousy.
I had looked forward to when he would murder Hyehyun. My love was meticulous and fearful, so he made me wait for a while. Afterward, there were a few things that I hadn’t expected, but ultimately, everything ended on a satisfactory note. He remembered his agreement with me, and Hyehyun—who was an eyesore—was gone.
Who said it, that love was immortal and its power eternal? That was absolutely correct.
The issues between us were mostly solved at this point. The only two issues that remained were unfamiliarity and fear. That was all. He was “Haeseo” until now, so he had an innate rejection of himself and feared the truth that he couldn’t handle. Those problems could be solved with time.
I wanted him to get used to me and become aware of the situation he was in, so I visited him every day. At first, it was two hours and 34 minutes. The second day, it took longer at three hours and 12 minutes. On the third day, I waited two hours and 21 minutes, similar to the first day. From that day on, the time it took him to open the door grew shorter.