If the world is beautiful, you can press to leave. I just want to convey a story through letters. Hoping only to help relieve Wright's anxiety. Anyone who comes to read this and has never encountered a situation like this, I congratulate you and hope that you will not encounter a situation like this yourself.
Whoever is going through this, may you get through it with a strong heart. For those of you who have gone through it, you are very talented. Come share.
'Goddess, I ask that this person who is not suitable, please ask the goddess to help keep this man out of my life. while imagining the face of a man 'And if you and this person are right? Please send him back to me.' I thought of another man's face.
But the goddess is probably working too hard. It might be a bit blurry. People who want to stay will change jobs. As for those who wanted to go, they asked me to buy rice. I can't, Goddess. Giving it like this is not correct. I think it's not anymore.
On the day of the boss farewell party We hang out together as usual. The first time we got to know each other was through drinking (from the story Baby Promise that I wrote myself). But you can still write just a little bit. It's fun to read. I'll come back and write more.) Today we say goodbye. Ended up at the liquor circle as usual. The additional thing is that I saw that person.
The person I want the goddess to keep away. Pak is someone I don't want to see. I don't want you to be in the band today. But if you won't be here, it's strange. When Ibos Pak's dearest brother. After I was heartbroken from my boss I staggered for a long time. Pak came as an intern and was hired as an employee at this company.
At first I didn't care at all. There are people here and there talking everywhere. Before getting back into the groove Then began to become closer to Pak. Because I went to buy crepes at the same shop and waited for a very long time, so long that I stood and talked until we were close to a certain level. It's like you can say hello, you can talk like this. It's just according to nature. I invited him to drink. There was no hidden intention at all.
But the little one never went until one day, he invited him out himself, saying he was stressed, so I arranged it for him. I tried to invite other people. But no one came. So the two of us went. A tavern where you can sit and relax, eat, and vent your feelings. I, who plays the role of advisor, listens. Oh, um, oh. It's like this. After I run out of beer, I go my separate ways. And it continues like this. I'm a bit stressed. Pak is a bit stressed.
Then one day the thing that I had already thought about would one day happen. What actually happened was that we were very drunk, so he took me back to his room. I don't know if they're claiming me or not, but I'm just drunk. Having someone take me back is better than going back myself. Moreover, the little one doesn't seem to have much harm. When we were in the office, we all worked differently.
Because our work is different. There were some teasing each other as we walked past. Give each other the middle finger. And then it started to get weird. Pak suddenly called me around 8 p.m. Asked for a delicious noodle shop. When I told her that the restaurant that I thought was delicious was in front of my condo, she was quiet because Pak's dormitory was on the opposite side from mine.
No one except my friends knew what had happened. So I just said let's take a ride and see. If you find any interesting store, go in. Pak said OK, come pick me up too. Oh, oh, that's right. In conclusion, I had to go pick up and take him to find noodles to eat. And ended up buying soju to eat in her room. Later, if we went to drink together It always ends in Pak's room.
And then they started to become closer. Started coming to eat with my group of friends. But still no one else knows as before. Start asking for help more often To be sent to the car to go see my girlfriend in another province. To be picked up after coming back from seeing my girlfriend. And then we began to live together more often.