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“Kim Dokja?” I heard someone call my name from the back and looked, ah.. It was Yoo Joonghyuk. He was probably looking for me after helping him earlier today. I’m just trying to print my paper.. Oh! Yeah, what happened earlier was..
I looked at President who was mad at Yoo Joonghyuk with a worried expression.. I ran out of moves now, what else makes her happy?! Oh, wait, Dumplings! Easy, she’s like Yoo Joonghyuk after all.. She likes dumplings!
I nodded at Namgung Minyoung and left to grab a plate of dumplings, I have to look for it. It would save Yoo Joonghyuk from getting his ass smacked. This moment is rare.. Actually, they both have a good relationship with each other.
I went back to the room and put a plate on her table, smiling awkwardly as Yoo Joonghyuk stared with an angry and confused expression. Minyoung smiled a bit as she grabbed the plate and took a bite of the dumpling, her smile widened greatly and nodded. She looked at Yoo Joonghyuk with a sparkle in her eye. Phew.. I didn’t expect her to act like that, she’s usually nice to him.
Yoo Joonghyuk looked back and walked up to me, it really looks like he’s gonna murder me right now.. I smiled weirdly as I looked up at him. This reminds me of the time I almost kissed h— Everything reminds you of anything, Dokja! Shake it those thoughts off.
He looked away and grumbled, grabbed some papers too that he probably needed for himself. He sighed right after and started to speak at me, “I’ll treat you.”
“Ehh?”
“You heard that correctly.”
“Ohh..” Such a rude person, I can’t believe it. I too grumbled right after him and looked away aswell. “You don’t need to.” He needs to. It would be great if he was nice to me for just once in his life. Well, he is actually pretty nice to me.
Yoo Joonghyuk looked at me and frowned, “Well, either way..” He cut off his words for a bit, closing his eyes as if he needed to calm down. “Thank you.” He took the last bits of papers and walked off the distance, greeting other co-workers nearby. I just stared at him like I was staring at the abyss, no, I really was focused on him right now.
Ha.. Okay, but couldn’t he try more harder in trying to treat me?
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I walked up to my desk and saw a triangle kimbap. I saw a note on it and sat down on the chair, reading the note. Ahh.. This is from Yoo Joonghyuk, it’s a thank you. I chuckled a little, I could hear his stern voice as I read it, that’s funny, I can hear his voice anywhere since he’s so serious and mad at me. Well too bad, you like me too. Tsk, tsk, tsk.
I put it down then felt someone turn my chair around. His white hair and crazy red eyes stared at me with the biggest smile yet, he looked like a murderer. It was Kim Namwoon. What does he want now?
“Do you wanna eat with me, Dokja?!”
“H..Huh?”
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Me and Kim Namwoon sat on the chair, now I’m put in this situation too. He put food on my side of the table and smiled much more, opening his own food too. Agh.. I opened mine too, this looks pretty expensive you know. Did he really pay for all of this? I didn’t even pay him back the last time he bought stomach medicine for me. I wonder where he even got this from!?
“Eat up!” He started to fill his mouth with the food he bought and looked at me, waiting and gesturing myself to eat already. He then shifted back to his food anyways. I honestly just kind of tagged along with him since I had nothing better to do. Plus, I guess it’d be nice to not eat alone anymore, I always eat alone.
I continued to stare at the food, looking to Kim Namwoon who after looked back to me slowly. I sighed, “Isn’t this expensive?” I didn’t want him to pay for my food, I want to ask how much it was.
“Don’t worry about it, grasshopper Dokja.” He laughed and took his one last chew before swallowing in his food with a relieved expression. Ahah.. Grasshopper?! Where did that even come from, how did that even form? Sometimes I really dislike him, or maybe just in general at this point.
He let out a big breathe he held in and opened his eyes after swallowing, he must be hungry or whatever. He leaned in his chair and put his arms at his back, “This is a thank you from the other day! You know, I disliked you kind of.. But, you’re nice!” He continued to eat afterwards, so do we really have the same opinions about each other? No way we’re similar..
“Dokja, I’m thinking..”
“Hmm?”
“Your senses,” Kim Namwoon looked at me with an intrigued expression, his tone really felt like he was a detective trying to interrogate me right now at this lunch table. “You sensed earlier that President Minyoung needed her dumplings and surely you sensed I needed some fresh air that day, do you—”
“Ayaya! Everything was a coincidence okay, don’t overthink it! I swear I just..” Dammit, does Kim Namwoon possibly know I can read minds of other people?! That’s impossible right, right?
Kim Namwoon laughed and pat my back, “I know.” He said it with such an ominous tone that I was genuinely scared, how can such a hyper looking man be this serious? Wait.. “Don’t hide it.”
“What?”
“You really are..” Kim Namwoon’s smile got more mischievous and my face feels like it’s sweating. I widened my eyes a little and smiled back at him awkwardly. This is a nightmare, really.
...
Does he really know about my power?!
He hold back his words and raised up his head as his smile became much more happier. “You’re actually such a considerate person.” He laughed again and got his hand off my back, continuing to eat innocently. “You can pretty much detect a person’s feelings!” His voice was muffled with the food he put in his mouth and continued to chew.
Jeez... I was so worried. I let out a small groan and looked at the table with a frustrated expression, hiding it from him so he just won’t be concerned. I looked back at Kim Namwoon who was holding a plastic bag filled with... More food?
“I appreciate it so take these, I don’t have anyone to give it to anyways!”
“Ehh?”
“These..” He pulled out stomach medicine that I actually don’t even need, cookies, those triangular kimbaps.. I-I, “I don’t need any of these right now, please!”
“Don’t lie, I’m sure everyone needs these type of stuff..” Kim Namwoon’s chaotic and hyper energy matched his expression when have gave all these treats to me, it’s crazy! I.. I do not like whatever is happening, this is too much!
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Boop.
I pushed on the elevator’s down button with my finger and waited for the elevator come up so I can finally get to go home right now. I sighed in relief after today, why do I feel so warm inside? It honestly feels like I have never ever been happier. What if I’m just mistaken though? Maybe this is a normal feeling you could understand but.. I don’t know.
I walked to the window, staring at the bright buildings and stars glistening above in the sky as I patiently waited. I have never ever been recognized like this before, it feels wrong. I don’t think I deserve every kind offering I’m even getting right now, I drifted my eyes to the plastic bag Kim Namwoon gave me. Do I really deserve it? I’m simply just a co-worker who does work and read stuff. I am a simple man but why? My name is literally Dokja. I am alone.
...
I can say this was all thanks to my power then? It feels like that one novel Han Sooyoung wrote where the MC was a reader who knew everything about the world with just one book. But instead, for me, a magic user who knew everything about the world with just one touch. Huh, ding but.. I clenched my fists and walked off to the elevator, pressing the ground floor. I only got through of this with my magic power, what if I lost it? Would I go back to normal again? Alone? Would Yoo Joonghyuk not like me anymore?
I walked out the building as I continued to imagine everything, reassuring myself that maybe I’m just overthinking about what has happened in the past month. I started to sense a teardrop falling on my shoulder, I looked up to the sky which was tearing. It’s raining right now. How can my luck be so bad? Ugh! I don’t have an umbrella! I’ll make a run for it!
I started to run as fast as I can, trying to get to the next place that has cover so I can take a bit of a rest then continue on after.
“Grasshopper Dokja!” I heard a voice call out from behind and I stopped to look back, it was Kim Namwoon. He held out an umbrella to me and put me under it, sharing together. Man.. Perfect timing, honestly. I really needed that! But.. His crazy eyes and tone.
“Let’s go together!”
“I’m fine, I just need to get to the station which is.. Not far.”
“Nuh-uh.” Kim Namwoon continued to walk with me as he held out the umbrella. So we really are sharing at this point, I grumbled a bit as I continued to stroll with his very happy and smug expression leading me to the station nearby so I could finally get home in this rain. I closed my eyes in just hopes to get back home..
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“Uwaack!” I raised up my body from laying down on the bed as fast as I can, screaming out with my heart pounding very fast. Goddammit, stop thinking about the fact your powers might go soon. You’re just a simple man, no one would honestly date you, Dokja! It’s a dream, let’s calm down in this point of time.
I started to shiver a lot, it’s really cold for goodness sakes! I put the blanket over me again and cuddled in, even if I really needed to get ready for work right now. Why is it suddenly so cold?
I have to get up and get ready, don’t I?
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I grabbed the documents from my table and sat down, looking through them and continued to work. I bought some medicine, I think I’m maybe sick. But I don’t know that so I’m just gonna keep low and drink this medicine in hopes for the cold to get away from my body. Going to the printer, I saw Yoo Joonghyuk from the opposite side. Hey.. If he saw me sick, oh no.
I just ignored him as some other guy caught his attention, trying my best to print fast and go over to my desk already. He’d over exaggerate, wouldn’t he? I don’t want that right now!
I walked back to my desk and finally just started working, nothing more nothing less. I drank this medicine drink whole and sat my ass back down to work..
...
In a couple of hours, all I did was buy more of these drinks and barely do work. I think I’m gonna die soon. Maybe I’ll just go home for now, tell them I’m sick and such. Telling everybody a goodbye and waved.
I walked up to the door yet suddenly Yoo Joonghyuk popped right out, I waved out to him with an uncomfortable smile and started to walk out before he spoke out to me, “Are you sick?”
“I’m in a hurry.”
“Dokja—”
I left anyways, I have to at least speedrun myself out of this! Closing the door and going down the elevator, finally leaving the building before I was stopped by Yoo Joonghyuk. Again.
He walked up to me, “Dokja.” How did he get here so fast? I looked at his muscular, buff, and well toned body. Ahh, he must have went down the stairs at high speed. Not surprising for someone who looks like a gym bro and works out on a daily basis. I bet he wakes up early to jog too.
“I’ll take you home.” Yoo Joonghyuk got closer to me but I backed out and made space, which mad him quite surprised. “You look unwell, let me—”
“I’m fine.” I really was sick right now and you could tell by my stale face which also looked deceased too. I wobbly walked back again.
Yoo Joonghyuk frowned, “You fool—”
“I said, I’ll be fine!” I raised my voice at him with an angry tone, that actually made me feel like I was about to faint right now.
“Dokja?” He almost patted my back but just leaned forward to me with his serious expression again, making me feel like I’m getting scolded by my angry mom. “Are you mad?
... Am I mad? Why did I raise my voice? Why do I feel so uneasy...? Is it because of what I thought and dreamt of earlier? No one would date me ever. But, what if it just disappears with no trace of coming back at all? What if I wont be able to help anyone anymore and just stay useless like I was before?
Thinking about it just makes me feel like I’m about to black out more. I closed my eyes, maybe if I calm down.. I felt my feet get off the ground, leaning to my side and fell. I then opened my sight to Yoo Joonghyuk who caught me, I smiled awkwardly as he carried my legs. Wow, he really can carry my easily, huh?
He called a cab who stopped for us, dropping me inside and putting on my seatbelt. He grabbed both our bags and laid it on the middle seat of the cab. Yoo Joonghyuk then looked at me, “I’ll go to your house.”
“Hey...”
“Don’t hey me.” He told the driver my location and we both felt the car to drive off on the streets. I guess.. Do I really like him? Why do I care if I can’t help him anymore? Why do I.. Why do I care if he has a change of heart and moves on from me?
...
What if I really do like him aswell?