Is it possible to love two people at the same time?

Even though I know that good love should have only one

But what can I do?

It's just like this.

It's been a long time too.........

Twain

Sunday afternoon is a special weekday for many people. Office workers who have been working hard all week will get a break. First date of a high school student A day when the family gets together and eats breakfast together. A day when the amusement park was crowded The shopping mall is full of people. Even though the rain had been falling lightly since the morning and didn't stop until this afternoon, it didn't cause people much fear. Cars still fill the streets.

People were walking around. The noise of the bustle is still loud enough to be heard.

These things didn't have a lot of influence on the person currently sleeping on a soft bed and thick blanket. Even though the clock had already shown half the time, it had already been nearly two hours. But there was no indication that the person on the bed was willing to move. After many sleepless nights from the final project before final exams.

It's a normal thing that this 3rd year architecture student has to encounter often. and became accustomed to working day and night With each piece of work that I tried to die for, but in the end it often ended up in the trash. Whether it's through your own skills or the teacher's.

“Ugh,” a moan slipped through the throat of a person who had been asleep for more than 12 hours. A small hand searched for the cell phone on the nightstand. Closed eyes opened slightly to see the numbers on the screen more clearly.

“Twenty-five in the afternoon,” he muttered softly before trying to get his heavy body to sit up. The aches and pains in my right shoulder and upper arm still haven't gone away. My little stomach is starting to make a grumbling sound after nothing fell into my stomach since last night.

A newly opened coffee shop near the condo is the best option at the moment. After completing personal business The small figure brought himself to sit in this coffee shop with a long coffee menu in the shop. It's not often that you bring yourself to a place like this. Because most of the time, she spends half a day in a stationery store or in a bookstore.

Since I don't understand this kind of thing and I'm not a coffee lover, I don't know how different each one is. And in the end, I got a latte and two cheesecakes to sit and eat quietly at the table in the far corner of the restaurant. The reason? The name is short and easy to order.

Dressing that isn't organized like normal teenagers who follow fashion trends too much. There was only a white t-shirt with a beautiful graphic design, just like he liked. Long, faded, drawstring jeans that are ripped at the knees. with sneakers that have rarely been taken care of by their owners But everything on the little person's body came together very well, with a clear, youthful face. brown eyes Red lips, a small nose, and a slender face.

No matter how you look at it, it's close to being cute. His dark brown hair was pulled back into a loose bun, leaving only his bangs hugging his clear face. It wasn't surprising that she was getting the attention of the person sitting at the next table right now, but it wasn't enough to attract her attention or smile back like normal polite women would.

It's not who I am anymore. He hurriedly shoveled the last bit of cake into his mouth before finishing the coffee in his cup. before paying the money and removing yourself from the extremely uncomfortable situation

The rain would stop falling for a while, leaving only traces of the wet concrete floor. Slender legs, he walked into his usual bookstore. That can come every day for several hours a day during the time I'm heavily addicted to novels.

“Don't you have class?” the person sitting behind the counter said as soon as the door opened and another person appeared.

"Sunday"

“What have you eaten yet? Looks like someone who just woke up.”

“Ah,” he moaned softly before walking over and sitting behind the counter next to the shop owner.

A sweet face, well-shaped lips, a prominent nose, with a pair of beautiful eyes that come with a beautiful smile that makes anyone who looks at it feel like they're in a trance. Her education from abroad guarantees that she is not only beautiful every day. In addition to this bookstore, She also does translation work. and wrote a column for a small book company.

In addition, there are two novels she writes herself that you can read a year or two. The youngest daughter of the Hwang family, owners of a media company. and famous publications Even though I am often called to return to work in the company. But he denies it every time. The reason being that she wanted to create her own story.

Don't want to learn from something that someone created and already has. And now she is happy with the way things are. A story that you have created yourself

“Sleepy,” came the languid voice of the person next to him who was slumped against the counter.

"Why don't you come out and stay home?"

“I just woke up.”

“Working.” He raised his eyebrows in question.

"Um, I haven't slept in two weeks."

“Can you look up and see if you can still see the picture?” he said jokingly, mixed with a small laugh and a wide smile on his face. As you turn to face the other person, turn around.

“Working, not going to fight,” he replied in a gruff voice. With his angry expression, it looks more cute than scary. His small, wrinkled nose wanted to be squeezed to stop his annoyance.

After the last project of this semester has passed. Not having to lie down and play in the garbage can, this little student was able to breathe a little easier before final exam week came again. Inside the bedroom, no matter how it looks, it doesn't even come close to being similar. Both good and bad papers were scattered all over the floor. Some were crumpled and thrown away carelessly.

Writing equipment strewn all over the floor. The scraps of wood left over from cutting the model hadn't been put away either. It wasn't that she was that dirty, it was just that she hadn't had time to put them away yet.

“Wallet, cell phone, headphones, iPod...............” A muffled voice sounded as she put her belongings into a dark brown shoulder bag. His slender legs scraped up things scattered on the floor, enough for a path to escape from the room. Looking at the watch on his wrist, ten minutes past the appointed time, he brought himself to a halt in front of the condo with the sound of labored breathing. Keep your eyes peeled for someone else.

“Twelve minutes and forty-seven seconds late.”

“The watch doesn't wake up.”

“The reason doesn't make any sense.” The young woman looked at the little man's face and wrinkled her nose, showing an expression of displeasure.

“Do you sleep late every night?” he asked after his eyes surveyed the little man from head to toe. The face looks dull. Eyelids slightly swollen with a thin body that appears to be thinner

“So, are you worried?” A smile was sent to the person in front of him.

"Not a bit, just look thinner."

“I really don't care.” The teasing person still playfully teased the red-faced girl. Why is it that mischievous smile that keeps sending you? Until the young woman had to raise her hand and hit her shoulder in a series of punishments for teasing her to be this embarrassed.

“Ah...it hurts. Stop hitting." His small hand grabbed the woman's hand before holding it and pulling the other one along.

It's been like this for a long time, since 3 years ago. I remember that day clearly. A woman who makes a dazed face like she doesn't care about anything. Her indifferent face was even arrogant, and her cold smile meant that many people who didn't know her would probably think that she was similar to Miss Wen's son.

and spoiled like that But not with me at all. She is cute, affectionate, only self-centered and petulant. But that's not a problem because the girl's face when she's sulking is really cute. And it makes me smile every time. And when she's willing to be upset, I'm willing to be upset. It is like this and has been for a long time.

“They say it's better to watch this,” said the smaller man's voice while standing in front of the movie ticket counter.

“No, he doesn't like action movies with shooting and blood splattering.” Another voice from the person next to him said, protesting that he didn't agree with the movie the little guy had chosen.

“Looking at this is really cute,” the woman offered her opinion with a smile on her face.

"No, he doesn't like watching animation." They argued back and forth for a long time but couldn't reach a conclusion. In the end, I ended up going to a DVD store and picking it up. Whoever bought it, they took it home and watched it themselves.

“Taking me is a big deal.”

"Sika, that's a big deal. They won't let me watch whatever story they want to watch," he said without any seriousness. I just wanted to tease another person. Look at that frown, looking at you expectantly. What about the angry attitude that shows dissatisfaction without concealing it? It really makes me stop smiling. She's always been like this and has been for a long time. The petulant Jessica I also love you like this for a long time.

"Oh......then let's take you out to eat."

“No.” He puffed out the air in his cheeks before blowing it out.

“Feed rice”

"no"

“Go get your nails done.”

"I said no."

“Go to the clothing store, the hair salon, buy bags, cosmetics.....” All sorts of ways for little people to find ways to seduce their girlfriends who are now very upset. But every method seems ineffective.

“Nothing at all.”

“So you don't love him too?” he said, bringing his clear face closer. A mischievous smile appeared at the corner of his mouth as well.

“I love you.... crazy person,” he replied with a smile on his face. A slender hand automatically raised up to hit the crafty man's shoulder. The face that was once crinkled easily returned to smiling.

“If you love him, don't be angry at each other like this.” He raised his pinky finger like a promise to end the war.

“My anger is gone. Okay, I'll take you to eat, get your nails done, and buy some cosmetics. Go to the bookstore And before leaving, he will stop by to buy a pen and write the following agreement.” Before she could argue or contradict anything, the little man pulled her hand with force to follow her.

“Crazy person...so spoiled.” His lips twitched, showing his dissatisfaction with the dictator.

Kim Taeyeon...crazy person...

The sun was glowing orange and was soon going to disappear. As a result, the temperature that had been soaring all day has decreased somewhat. Creatures that call themselves walk around no matter which way you look. It's a Friday evening that should be enjoyed with Saturday and Sunday waiting for the next few hours. But why does she feel so tired and aimless?

Two legs slowly walked on the sidewalk, eyes empty and without focus. It's been almost two weeks since she refused to talk to me. I defaulted on her. It may sound silly, but today I understand the feelings of those who wait. Just like I am right now. Waiting for when she will answer the phone When will you talk to me?

When will she stop being angry? I understand this feeling very well today.

I don't know how many times she had to glance at the clock. Looking at so many people just to see me alone Or maybe they thought that because I was late I might have forgotten my wallet. Or more worried that something bad would happen to me? Many ideas mixed together. But when the person waiting appears, it is believed that these feelings will float away like the wind blows by.

But I didn't do anything like just call her and tell her I couldn't go in less than two minutes. Is it an escort that you've been waiting for me for almost two hours? She replied that it was okay but I know she could never be anything like she said otherwise she wouldn't have disappeared without contact like this. I admit my guilt to all the charges, but don't keep quiet like this....I'm scared, you know?

His face was sad and he didn't speak, which was unusual for someone who had come to sit next to her for a while. It shows the abnormality of the little person's feelings at this time.

“What did you do to make him angry again?” he asked after looking at him for a long time. There could only be one thing with this expression that made the little man so worried. and often comes to consult with her, even though the answers given are almost the same every time It's not like I'm not my boyfriend....

She resolved her matter herself.... Or is it appropriate?... Something like this

“I found out again.”

"Ah...that's right too." A small, shaky voice could be heard, causing the little man to only give an expression of displeasure. She's stressed out and she's still laughing with joy on her face. Huh.....

“Help me please,” he said in a distressed voice that was no different from his facial features.

“Not my boyfriend.” That's the answer I got, it's the same every time.

"I don't know. You have to help me."

“Looks a little blurry today. Take two novels to read. I'm giving this one, so you don't have to return it,” he said, stuffing a novel into another person's bag that was on the counter.

“Go back to bed, you don't seem to be able to handle it.” His face was smooth and tight, staring at the young woman without understanding. Stuffed the book with her and told her to go back to bed. She came to ask for help. In addition to not getting it, he was also chased away.

"Tomorrow I probably won't see you sitting like a dog lost to its owner like this," he said jokingly with an expression that wasn't too happy with her prodding. A puff of air escaped his cheeks before he uttered his last sentence and walked out of the store.

“I hope so.”

“Don't fall asleep, please.” He shook the little person sitting next to him, who was nodding his head and was close to falling asleep.

It's nothing after you've gotten over your anger at me. No, she said she wasn't mad at me at all, just to tease me for being restless for two weeks. It was probably enough to make up for my default. She told me that. Ah...that's so evil. And to make amends after teasing me.

After the exam, I said that I would take her to watch a movie and that I would do everything I wanted for three days. And this is the reason that makes me have to watch the princess animation that he really likes.

"I'm sleepy." I wouldn't dare say that the movie was very boring. I'm afraid that her cheeks will puff out and we'll have to argue with each other again.

“How sleepy? It hasn't even been fifteen minutes yet. Wake up right now.” Without saying anything, the young woman continued to thrust her palms onto the other person's forearms.

“Okay.” Prue looked at the wide screen in front of her and not ten minutes later it was the same again.

“Yah... Tanggu woke up.......”

This is how you are. Willful and can be annoyed about everything, even things that have nothing to be annoyed about at all. And I'm like this Never once did I get tired of pleasing you.

Jessica is petulant........

Taeyeon is stupid..........

After the final exams had passed for over a week. The little person didn't seem to stay in place much. Sunday went out with my girlfriend. On Monday, I wandered around taking pictures of architectural works around the city. On Tuesday, sit somewhere and look at something and doodle it in your favorite sketchbook.

Wednesdays are spent in the art gallery viewing man-made art. Thursdays, Fridays, and Saturdays come with activities that the person has created. same as today

“Hi Auntie,” a greeting voice that didn't know if the person being greeted would like it or not immediately sounded as soon as the door opened and the figure of the person who had spoken the voice a moment ago appeared.

“Is the book out yet?” probably referring to a book by his favorite author.

"long"

"Oh, so let's buy it now."

“I usually see it but read it for free.”

“I changed my mind and borrowed it to read.”

"indulgent"

“Put the books on the shelf for me.” He glanced at the three brown cardboard boxes on the floor, ordering the little man to please put the books in the boxes on the shelf.

The little man nodded in response before dragging the cardboard box closer to him, removing the adhesive tape on the lid. The boxes were removed and the books were placed on the shelves as ordered. Small hands meticulously picked up the books one by one and arranged them in an orderly manner. A smile never ceased to appear on his face.

“The shop closes early today. I'll take you to eat some dim sum,” the little man said while his eyes didn't leave the bookshelf.

“What mood?” The shop owner raised his eyebrows in confusion.

“The exam is over and I often borrow books.” The last book was placed in its place before he looked away to look at the person sitting behind the counter.

“Why don't you invite your girlfriend?”

“It must be busy during this time. The exam isn't finished yet."

"Agree on this. I'll come pick you up at 8 p.m....don't be late." Before the woman could say anything, the little man cut her off with a very overbearing sentence.

“Give me this book and wrap it in a cover... and these three books are borrowed.” He placed the book on the wooden counter before standing with his chin resting on the counter and looking at the shop owner who was wrapping the book cover as requested. He took the book bag and held it in his hand and before leaving the store he didn't forget to say a sentence that made the listeners' faces smile.

"Don't forget, no late hours at 8 p.m."

Because the final exam is approaching. There are about three days left before the actual field. Jessika Jeong's entire day was spent looking at the pile of books in front of her. Lately, she seems to be more interested in the letters on the page than her boyfriend in person. Having said that, we haven't called or talked in almost a week.

But what I do every day is probably looking at another person's Instagram, who posts photos every day, several photos a day, each day in a different place. It seems like she's really showing off her face. Don't let it get to me.... Huh..... But now I want to associate with the book for a while. The page was turned over to a new page, her eyes barely able to read half the text, but she was stopped when a message from a popular chat program on her cell phone sounded.

If I had to guess, it would probably be the person I was secretly gossiping about in my heart just a moment ago.

“What are you doing?”

"I'm typing a reply to you right now."

“I'm sorry.... Let's just say, what did you do before?”

“Pick up the phone and look. 555.....Just kidding. I'm reading a book.”

“Are you free at 8 p.m.?”

"no"

“I was going to invite you to eat. Celebrate the end of the exam."

"You finished the exam alone, so you'll go alone."

"cruel"

“Oh, I'm so mean.”

"Ah.....He's joking, so be sarcastic."

“Don't bother me.”

“Go on, shortie.”

“Ngh....you can just chase it away. Fight on, darling.”

“Whoever loves you doesn't know.”

“The person you know who”

Take your eyes off your phone screen. Try not to respond to the other person for a longer period of time. I hope she hasn't read the book. You read the message one more time before an uncontrollable smile graced your face.

Kim Taeyeon....crazy person.....

The small footsteps stopped as panting took its toll. He looked up at the young woman in front of him before looking past into the bookstore. All the lights were turned off, so was the storefront door.

“Ten minutes too late,” the female shop owner said, looking straight at the face of the smaller person across the street who was now bowing his head in guilt. Damn it....it was me who was late.

“Others can't be late, but you can be late yourself,” she said without being serious. And with a sad face, it was not difficult to draw a smile from her.

“I didn't say anything, but I still looked like I was remorseful.” Some hands went up to hold the clear face to lift it up.

“Will I be able to go yet?” is what the penitent person asked. The girl didn't answer, just nodded a few times in response to the question.

We are now walking along the sidewalk after coming out of the grilled meat shop. Undoubtedly, the person who initially said he would take us to eat ice cream suddenly changed his mind. In the end, we ended up sitting and smelling the meat instead of the sweet ice cream.

“I want to drink beer.”

“Did you have a fever?” the young woman said after hearing the sentence from the little person's mouth a moment ago.

“I really want to eat,” he said, confirming that she wasn't just talking casually.

"If you don't, you'll get drunk."

“on  the  rock 

Have you ever been here before?”

“Okay.”

Soon a little person came out of the convenience store on the side of the road with two cans of beer. The two walked along the sidewalk until they reached a park not too far away. The beer can was opened and lifted to his lips by the little person sitting next to him. On a white wooden bench

“If it tastes that bad, then I don't know why I would drink it,” she said after looking at the wry expression of the person who had just had a hard time swallowing beer. As for the little person, he didn't pay attention to the girl's words just now. She just picked up the remaining can of beer and handed it to him.

"No...I have to work today," refusing the beer can in the little man's hand. Both hands raised to his chest as the temperature seemed to have dropped a lot.

“Cold? You can go back now.” After seeing the other person sitting with his arms crossed on his chest right now, he couldn't help but ask.

“I'm just not used to it.” It's true that she spends her days in bookstores. In the evening, we return to the condo. I don't go out often, so it's strange that I'm not used to the nighttime air like this.

The park is free of people at night. We are both still sitting in the same place, but what's strange is the silence that has begun now. It was about ten minutes after the last sentence escaped his lips.

“Auntie, have you ever felt good about someone?” is a small person who breaks the silence with a question that makes the listener raise their eyebrows at the question that usually doesn't come from another person. She thought for a moment before answering.

“Have you ever?”

“So is it enough to call it love?” The person was asked to think for a moment.

“Maybe just flattered.”

“Let it be just like that.” The other person's sentence sounded like it was just said casually. She didn't understand what the little person was thinking to ask such a thing. Or maybe he was drunk and said something stupid.

"Why do you ask"

“Nothing, nothing.”

That day, four years ago, I walked into that bookstore. At that time, I remember going to look for books to read to prepare for the exam, which were rarely available in stores because most of them were mostly fiction books. The shop owner's greeting smile that day I will never forget. I felt very out of myself when the shop owner asked what kind of books I wanted.

That day, I spoke so stammering that she secretly laughed too. It was so embarrassing. After that, for some reason I don't know why I had to go to that bookstore every week. along with two fiction books, even though I had never read such a book before. Whatever it is, the shop owner is the one who recommends it.

No, it's probably correct to call it like this. This book is good. This one is newly released. Try reading this one. The author writes very well. Something like this She also offered to borrow free books to read at home. This is the reason why I can't help but become addicted to novels. Our relationship has grown since day one. It was the first week, the first month, the first year, and the years that followed.

Until today has passed I am still the same child to you as I was four years ago. She is also the owner of a bookstore. The older sister I don't usually call older sister is someone I am comfortable with. It is like this and has been for a long time.

Everything remains the same........

Only my feelings have changed......

.........I hope it's not love.

With the effects of alcohol surging in the bloodstream It might not be so much that it would make you intoxicated, but there was enough to make your pale face turn red. The little head was in pain, causing the boastful person to have to look for a place to rest, which was the shoulder of the person sitting next to him. Rest your head on the shoulder of the person next to you. recklessly

The older man chuckled lowly in his throat. Look at those red cheeks. She wanted to pinch them just once to get rid of her annoyance. A braggart.

“Where did you tell me?

on the rock 

Have you ever had two cans of beer before? Why are you drunk?” A wry smile appeared on his face. Slender fingers lifted up and smoothed out the hair that was hiding the little man's blushing face.

“I'm not drunk, I just have a headache.” The slight swinging gesture and the arrogant words of a braggart could easily bring a smile to her face as well.

The little man moved his head closer to the person next to him, the tip of his nose only a palm apart from the other person's neck. Light body odor Makes your consciousness scattered and not in the same place. Maybe because of the combined effects of alcohol making it too difficult to control. When the person next to you Turning to look at our faces, just inches apart, we could feel our warm breath. that is poured on the face

The sweet tone that came from those lips that were teasing would make the hearts of those who listened. Right now, her consciousness seemed too lost in space to be retrieved.

She lifted the head that had been resting on her shoulder before the owner of the shoulder she had been resting on just moments before could look at her. She leaned her face closer to the other person. A small hand rose to caress the girl's face. The space between us gradually decreased until it was zero, our lips touching in the same place. Nothing more than that

Just their lips touching each other, gently, softly, softly, but for a long time.

Pick up and bring back the consciousness that was lost for a moment. It was the older man who parted his lips first. Her face was hot. The smell of alcohol from another person's lips still pervaded my senses. Just now we kissed even though it was just lips touching. She admitted how good the touch felt just a moment ago but couldn't think of anything more than that.

Don't forget that another person already has someone else. Praying that what happened just now was just a command of the alcohol in the other person's body.

The little man let out a long breath, his eyes looking far into the distance without focus. Now she didn't dare look at the face of the person next to her. I don't dare my mother, but I will move my body. I thought another person was going to slap her in the face.

“I can only hope it isn't love.”

Walking along the road continuously without any conversation after the little person had blurted out his last sentence for half an hour. We parted ways at the bus stop. She went back to the condo. The little one probably went back to the condo as well. We parted from there without saying goodbye. The little man just turned and looked at her with eyes that could not read what he was thinking.

"I hope it's not love."

I've been tapping the keyboard for almost an hour and the text hasn't even appeared on the screen for nearly half a page. My mind was too distracted to focus on the task at hand so I decided to shut it down. Since that day, it's already been two weeks since the little man disappeared from her daily life. I didn't go to university. There probably wouldn't be any homework.

Traveling with my boyfriend probably isn't that much every day, right? Will I be cooped up in my room all day or not? Or maybe travel to other provinces. Go home to see your family. Or do you intend to avoid her? Sigh, why do I miss you, crazy kid? Now she couldn't do anything but let out a long sigh again, and again, and again.

.....Kim Taeyeon, that crazy girl, I'm going to have a nervous breakdown. Damn it.

Another person's phone number appeared on the phone screen. He stared at it for a long time before putting it down. I remember that since we've known each other, I can count the number of times I've called the little guy. The more chat programs Many, many, many, never I don't know, we meet every week. If any other week is free. We meet every other day, probably.

These communication channels have therefore been reduced in importance. No, it's not important at all.

The front door of the store opened and the figure of the person she had been thinking about all week was released. The discomfort, the distracted thoughts, and all sorts of things that had kept her from doing anything for days seemed to have been released to float in the air.

“Give back the book,” said the person who had just entered the store in a calm voice. Three books were placed on the counter. His face looked down at the tiled floor, not knowing what miracles it had to discover.

“About that day..........”

“I'm going to assume you're drunk,” the woman interjected before the other person could finish her sentence.

"excuse me"

“I didn't say anything at all. Stop making a dizzy face. Feeling guilty like this is annoying." He said without any seriousness. It's even more funny to see that dazed face.

“And put the books on the shelf for me.”

"I'm really not angry."

“Hurry before I change my mind.”

“Okay.”

After that day, our relationship remained exactly the same. I still stop by this bookstore every week. Several days a week We can still talk about everything. Except for that day, no one talked about it again. But I always believe that neither me nor you will definitely never forget it. As for me and my lover, nothing has changed.

Her incurable petulant nature And my petulant nature has not diminished.

Many things that have come into my life have made me understand one thing more. Love can happen anywhere, anytime, with anyone. It has no origin, no pattern, no reason, and no control.

I love Jessica very much.....

But it doesn't mean that I can't love Tiffany.......

Might seem like a selfish person.......

But it's like this It's been a long time too.........

The ending is dull and poignant, like Tae's face when he feels guilty.

Don't look for meaning in this matter; it's all for your own needs.

Thank you to everyone who has come to read.