NOVPUB“Daeyoung-ah. Let’s show the world what the real Won Daeyoung is! Okay? Let’s show them properly, please!”
Coach Na Bong-gyu approached Won Daeyoung, bragging about the timer. Today, he finished training with a slightly disappointing record. 45.83 seconds. It wasn’t enough to be particularly anxious, but it wasn’t enough to be completely at ease either. Won Daeyoung, who came out of the shower and sat on the bench, didn’t answer.
“Huh? Daeyoung-ah? Are you Won Daeyoung?”
Won Daeyoung kept his mouth shut and fiddled with the wallet he had recently changed. There was one National Sports Festival in the second half of this year before the Olympics and World Championships next summer. At the National Sports Festival held the week after next, he had to match the record of 44.71 he had set at the last Asian Games. Even if he didn’t break his best record, he had to get a similar result to make a successful comeback, so he was under a lot of pressure.
Didn’t he confidently declare war on his Saudi rival? It was an official match that would be the pride of a lifetime for the athlete. The medical staff also said that there was nothing wrong with Won Dae-young’s ankle, but it is true that he was anxious until the lid was lifted on the day of the competition.
As the dating rumors finally died down, the debt issue shook the federation. He was worried that if the media talked about it, his image would be damaged.
“For now, even the sponsor came forward and silenced the employees. The bank contacted the federation to find out how much money he had earned since they had several advertisements attached to him but hadn’t paid them yet. Have you received the remaining advertising fee yet?”
“Not yet. 1/3 will be paid after the first filming is completed, and 2/3 will be paid at the end of the advertising contract period during the second filming. There is no problem, just play well.”
They set the payment condition in installments because they trusted his stable performance after his return. The contract also included an additional clause that he had to achieve a certain record in three major games: the National Sports Festival, the World Championships, and the Olympics. The agency tilted its head and suggested a rejection, but Won Dae-young accepted the condition. It was because he had to receive some of the modeling fee in advance.
“I’m just trying to keep track of the records. It’s annoying if I file a lawsuit after paying in advance.”
“Your house, it’s still property...”
“Coach. I told you before, right? My house is well-off.”
“.......”
“Won Dae-young’s house is well-off.”
Won Dae-young’s thick eyebrows furrowed as he emphasized the same thing once more.
“I told you not to let Seol-woo hear it. You didn’t tell him about the repayment request, did you?”
“Hey. The only time I talked to him was when he lied about you disappearing.”
“Yes. Choi Seol-woo shouldn’t know.”
“So he’s going to continue the routine?”
“Maybe. Um... maybe.”
Coach Na felt annoyed. How can one person become such a terrible jinx?
If you compare the results of the games where Choi Seol-woo started and the games where he didn't, it's strange that Won Dae-young always made mistakes or didn't show his true skills in the games where he didn't, so the coach couldn't help but be sensitive to that.
"Thank goodness. Anyway, watch your words and actions. You're filming X-tube, and anyway, those damn things are making up suspicions and stories. The reporters are just like that! They keep writing articles with your name in the title because they'll get more clicks. It won't be good for your condition if you're being talked about before the Olympics, but at this important time!"
"Just tell them to talk. Just prove it with the game."
Won Dae-young, who Coach Na looked at, was particularly blunt and had a fierce expression today. A brat who's always being sly even before the World Championship finals... . It seems like he's pissed off, but it must be because of the debt collection call.
There was a reason behind Won Dae-young's fierce expression that Coach Na couldn't imagine.
This was because Won Dae-young had a combative mission ahead of him to completely separate Choi Seol-woo from Yoon Ji-hwan.
On the day when Won Dae-young received the news that Choi Seol-woo had collapsed during a company dinner,
he realized. What kind of existence did he want to be by his side as? What was the reason for the heartbeat that he had brainwashed himself to ban for a long time, and how huge it was?
The plan to gently tease him by driving the mood evaporated in an instant. On the way to the emergency room after hearing from Mrs. Choi, Won Dae-young’s heart, which was beating more violently than right after crossing the finish line, was left with only sincerity and lust.
Water that is too deep looks black. The depth is so vast that the original color cannot be seen. Only now, when he takes a few steps away and looks far away, can he see it. The fact that the color of the water was actually much lighter and had the color of a passionate love... .
I want to lend you my body, I want to share it, I just wish your body was mine. The moment he found himself thinking that, Won Dae-young took his hands off the steering wheel and rubbed his reddened eyes.
And then, it was an unavoidable coincidence that he saw Choi Seol-woo’s cell phone.
While waiting for Choi Seol-woo to wake up in the emergency room, an international call came in. Judging from the number, it was clearly an international call, so it was obvious that it was from Executive Director Yoon Ji-hwan. He picked up his cell phone to turn it off, but the call just hung up.
On the lock screen of his phone, there was a text message informing him of a visit to a large entertainment resort hotel. Choi Seol-woo at a hotel?
“.......”
Without time to hesitate, Won Dae-young unlocked the phone by showing Choi Seol-woo’s face lying down on the screen. It was a relationship that he had already thought was suspicious, but he had a gut feeling that he had caught an important clue.
He turned on the chat room conversation screen between Executive Director Yoon and Choi Seol-woo. The content of the last message Choi Seol-woo had checked was also unusual. ‘Are you still having a company dinner? ‘It’s late.’ ‘The room has already been reserved. The day we drank.’ Won Dae-young’s expression, furrowed between his eyebrows as he read the conversation on the basic KakaoTalk background, became increasingly fierce.
After a few seconds, his arms were shaking so much that he wasn’t completely sober.
[How’s your body? I’m worried that I played too hard yesterday. I should have taken it easy.]
[No, I was surprised that you did well. There’s a lot to learn.]
[I’ll let you go the second time.ㅎ
Last time, I played too hard and focused on myself, so I got hurt.
I did it because I thought it was cute that you were struggling.]
[It must have been hard even if you let me go..ㅜ]
[It wasn’t something to get angry about, right?ㅎㅎ]
This relationship is really bad...! Choi Seol-woo was lured by a worn-out bastard and had dangerous and hard sex! As I looked at the guy lying in the hospital bed with his pale and pale face, my anger boiled over. It was as if lightning flashed before my eyes.
He had tried so hard not to get messy, not to get hurt!
I was so angry that my vision was blurry. I couldn’t even see the letters properly.
When was the last time I felt like my head was on ➤ NоvеⅠight ➤ (Read more on our source) fire? Was it when Choi Seol-woo’s face was bruised? This kind of anger is always accompanied by self-reproach. As I was about to turn off the power, thinking of Choi Seol-woo’s face and hair that must have been messy on the bed, one more sentence caught my eye.
[Isn’t it hard for you, Dae-young?]
This kid was determined to cause discord. Won Dae-young, who was swallowing his curses, took a long time to think about a message Choi Seol-woo sent.
[Whether you make it hard or not... I don’t need him anymore. Don’t worry.
When I was organizing the reasons for breaking up, I even wrote a profit and loss statement. It’s right to cut ties, in many ways.]
“.......”
— I don’t need him anymore.
He doesn’t need the tuition anymore, and since he paid off the private loan for me, does that mean he doesn’t need Won Dae-young anymore? ... Won Dae-young had tried hard to firmly believe that this one person wasn’t by Dae-young’s side because of necessity. He was on the same side that didn’t consider profit and loss or necessity. He had believed that because that was the only way he could be.
The harsh words scratched his heart several times. It was painful as if his head and heart were on fire, but Won Dae-young’s heart had already decided on a direction. No matter how much he was no longer needed by Choi Seol-woo, he couldn’t stop running.
Even after reading that message, Won Dae-young confessed his true feelings to Choi Seol-woo the next day at the karaoke booth. He bet the gold medal and asked for a chance to make up for everything.
Choi Seol-woo confessed that he liked Won Dae-young so much that he wanted to kill his heart. ... ... Even if that was all a past feeling and that he no longer needed Won Dae-young, there was nothing he could do. Won Dae-young would not look back.
Once he started, he couldn’t stop, and he didn’t make any holes to escape to. Now, he was running toward his destination, Choi Seol-woo.
There was only one person on Earth who made Won Dae-young so angry, worried, and clingy. A person who didn’t just end the kiss as a prelude to sex, but wanted to keep their lips locked forever... .
Anyway, Choi Seol-woo, a bastard who really cares about both his hands and his heart.
Now, Won Dae-young plans to drag Choi Seol-woo into a sexual relationship. In order to achieve that goal, he has to completely separate from that dark-hearted bastard. And he’s going to make Yoon Ji-hwan pay dearly for teaching him dangerous sex.
The coach patted Won Dae-young on the back, who was looking into the distance with a stern expression.
“Don’t worry, I will definitely be on your side and help you both materially and spiritually. No matter how much people around you try to interfere, you will do it, keep the new record.”
“Of course. I bet my life, my future, and my people’s future here.”
Won Dae-young pulled his shoelaces tightly and tied them and walked toward the door.
“The one who is more desperate will win. The one who can be the most vicious while running with all his might.”
Whether it’s a game or love.
The voice he muttered was a small monologue that Coach Na couldn’t hear.
