Thank you to everyone who has wandered in.

I mean, the writer just finished writing this fic.

It's like I'd like to try it out at least once.

Actually, there are many plots.

But it's not finished yet.

Anyway, I would like to give encouragement to the writers as well.

T^T

It would be greatly appreciated if you could "comment"~

"Thump, thump, thump."

"Thump, ow, ow!!!" The tall figure fell down and moaned in surrender. His eyes began to water clearly.

Afraid

“Haha, hurry up and take out his bag. Anyone who sees them will be arrested.” A muscular man with a muscular body.

is the one giving orders Three or four poor subordinates rushed together to snatch the bag from the tall figure.

that fell in front

"Don't...don't...take it~"

“Hurry up!” Building upon building, a group of five hundred foursome thieves rushed away with the speed of light. Only the young man was left standing.

I was alone on the ground in that narrow alley.

"Oh, that hurts so bad." His broad back leaned against an old wooden barrel. Waiting for the time when someone will pass by to help.

After those thieves' kicks, It caused his body to become impossibly weak.

By now it was already six o'clock in the afternoon. But there was no sign of anyone passing by here.

But..................

"Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

"Yah~ you crazy wind!" A piece of paper the size of

a4

that had many messages printed on it, floating along in the wind, entering

In that narrow alley, the chubby-cheeked boy immediately ran and lurched along those papers. Because that's what it is.

Repair report for physics and chemistry.

T^T

"Ah, it hurts." A boy with puffy cheeks ran to the middle of the alley and was startled by the mysterious voice he heard.

Slender eyes tried to open wide. To grow as much as possible to look for the source of the sound

"Wow, when can I go home? I'm going to get a bazooka and shoot her down." The boy's cheeks puffed out and he looked straight at the old wooden barrel.

A figure appeared leaning back and taking shelter with his eyes closed. If you look at it from where he's standing, It can be clearly seen that this man

Definitely had been physically harmed. Because of the dark and green bruises that were lit up by old neon lights, they sat and sparkled.

It was as shimmering as the man's whiteness in the slightest. The boy secretly looked at the side of the young man's face. The bridge of the nose is prominent.

Let's make him sigh loudly. If your nose is high like this Foreigners, for sure.

T__T

And if you are a foreigner, you must speak English.

Wooyoung doesn't want it!!!

If you want to speak English?

It's even easier for Wooyoung to talk to a dog on the street (>_<)

Walk back and forth.

Turn to look carefully.

Turn around and try to continue walking.

cannot! Jang Wooyoung can't do it!! Jang Wooyoung couldn't ignore the human's request for help.

With that, Wooyoung immediately walked towards the young man.

"You,you happy"

"How,how are you ?"

"Sorry,Good morning !!!" 

"I can speak Korean _" Pleng~Pleng~ The sound of Wooyoung's broken face made the sweet-faced young man unintentionally lift up a smile at the corner of Wooyoung's mouth.

Young took the initiative to hit the sweet-faced man's hand once in anger.

"Ow! Why did you hit me?"

"Well...you didn't tell me from the beginning that you could speak Korean. Huh?"

"Ah~ I'm sorry. But now please help me. My legs are cramping >//<" His voice was a little pleading, causing Wooyoung to help.

Picked up Nichkhun and walked him out of this narrow alley. Forgetting to think that.....

Really, what did Wooyoung come in here for!!!!

“Did you get robbed?” Wooyoung couldn't contain his curiosity and asked while sitting in front of a nearby supermarket.

“That must be it,” the young man shrugged nonchalantly. The bruising has started to subside somewhat. But it still hurts. Wooyoung hands him a Coke can, Nichkhun accepts.

and hurriedly opened it and drank it eagerly

"What country are you from?"

"What is your name?" and all sorts of questions that Wooyoung asked Nichkhun. Nichkhun looked thoughtfully and smiled faintly when he saw Wooyoung sitting and staring.

His face is so cute. (Why is your heart beating so fast?)

"My name is Nichkhun...I'm from Thailand. Your name is probably Jang Wooyoung."

"How do you know my name?" Wooyoung raised an eyebrow in confusion.

"It's the name that's embroidered on his chest. Simple." Nichkhun pointed at Wooyoung's chest. Wooyoung's face turned red with embarrassment. His head hung down in shame.

"Haha..and where is your brother's residence? I'll send it away."

"Um...I've already checked out."

"Yes....then you can come sleep in my room first." Wooyoung smiled innocently at him. Unbeknownst to him, Nichkhun was secretly smiling to himself with satisfaction in his eyes.

Tricky

-Wooyoung's room-

“Ah~ The room is a bit of a mess,” Wooyoung said after Nichkhun was brought to the room. Nichkhun followed along easily. Two hands caress this and that.

interested

"Do you like chicks and yellow ones?" Nichkhun asked, still squeezing the yellow Cuckoo doll with his hand.

"Not only do I like it...but I love it. Kikkik~" Wooyoung said and put his bag on the sofa. Two feet walked over and sat down on the sofa. In my brain I think of

Events that happened today.........Report

"O_o

Omo! Reportedly, Wooyoung rushed to the bag. Open this zipper, this zipper, until the zipper bag breaks. Tears began to flow down. Until Nichkhun, who was standing there, noticed.

I asked with concern.

"Huh....Report. Fix it. Physics. Huh." Nichkhun cried and walked limply towards Wooyoung. His eyes flashed more and more mischievously. Suddenly he grabbed

Wooyoung hugged him and forced him to sit on his lap.

“What are you going to do to me?

T^T"

Wooyoung struggled but his face turned red.

"That's better, little one."

"What do you want? Huh, my report is all broken. Plus I'll send it this coming Wednesday." Wooyoung groaned, tears streaming down his face.

"Sister, I got number one in the exam in Thailand in Physics and Chemistry."

"O_O

Hmmm?” Wooyoung's eyes widened in shock. Nichkhun nodded slowly to confirm his answer.

"Really....If you weren't close, I wouldn't tell you."

“So, hyung, please help Wooyoung~ hyung, what do you want Wooyoung to do? Wooyoung will do it. But please help Wooyoung (>

o<)"

Nichkhun smiled and looked away.

Inhaling the faint scent of shampoo from Wooyoung's head. His lips lifted in delight at the words.

"Then I just want....Wooyoung is yours. Kiss~ >3<"