[T/N] I apologize for grammar mistakes and incoherencies
Chapter 31 Cyan #4.
“I checked the files you sent. Overall, it’s okay, but there are a couple of things I want to discuss.”
Sangwoo, whom he met the next day, still looked like an oil-less robot. The other party didn’t even look at him or open the file he sent yesterday. Sangwoo enlarged the picture and pointed to one corner.
“Do you see that the pixels are broken? Fix it, please.”
“Can you see it on your phone?”
“The small details. When you put them together, it becomes a complete image. Please pay attention to it.”
Next are two open-swapped weapon images.
“This part should use the same color code, but do you see that they’re different? Fix it, please.”
It’s called “an eagle eye.” It’s an insignificant detail, but what the other party said is not wrong, so he has nothing to say. Sangwoo pointed to the same case in two or three places before arranging the folders according to the file names.
“And I wrote it clearly in the guidelines. When you send me pictures, name the files in the format ‘type descriptiontype_two-digit number.’“
“...”
“Don’t include underscores here, and all of them should have only one digit. Add a zero in front. Also, don’t mix uppercase and lowercase letters. Just use lowercase letters. Why did it become like this? I fixed it this time. Be careful not to make the same mistake again.”
The other party is only interested in this much. Jaeyoung created dozens of files simultaneously within the specified time, and it’s impossible for him to make mistakes. Especially when he is someone who likes to name files like ‘lastfinal11finally1_last.ai.’ The bigger the better.
“You cold-blooded person.”
Sangwoo folded his notebook and put it in his bag without paying attention to Jaeyoung’s comments. There were no words like “Well done” today. Is that how it is? Jaeyoung secretly waits, but all he feels is a cold breeze passing by. He worked hard almost to death but didn’t receive a single word of praise. In the end, it’s just his own imagination that Chu Sangwoo cares about him.
When Sangwoo finished packing up and stood up, Jaeyoung called out softly.
“Here.”
“Why?”
“Have you been studying during this time?”
He didn’t know what to say, so he slipped out the question casually. Sangwoo looked at Jaeyoung with a puzzled expression, wondering why he asked such a question.
“Yes, I have. I just went and came back today.”
“Superman… clearly.”
“I’m in a good mood lately, and studying has been going well.”
“It’s good because I gave it my all. Thanks, little hubae.”
Now it was Sangwoo’s turn to frown and tell him to speak more sensibly. If one looked at the previous pattern, this hyungnim tended to be like that, but Sangwoo turned his gaze around and stared at one corner of the ceiling. “No, it’s not like that.”
“And?”
“I don’t want to...”
“I don’t want to answer. Is that a new catchphrase?”
Now it was time to leave the meeting room. As soon as that moment arrived, Sangwoo walked towards the door as expected. Jaeyoung thought about quickly grabbing the other party’s arm, but he realized that Sangwoo hated physical contact, so he changed it to holding the strap of his backpack instead.
“Do you think I’ve lost weight?”
“No, please let go of that.”
In a matter of seconds, he went from speaking incoherently to the other party leaving within three seconds. Jaeyoung used his brain heavily. Then a brilliant idea occurred to him.
“I have to fix many things. There are parts I don’t understand... Come and see for yourself and guide me, that would be good.”
“You still don’t understand?”
“Isn’t it better to be sure? You haven’t been to my workspace yet. Come see the room I work in and have a cup of tea. You can do your work there.”
“...Your workspace?”
From the tone of voice, he couldn’t tell what the other party was thinking. The pillow’s hat obscured his vision, making it impossible to see those eyes and read the facial expression. Jaeyoung pulled the strap of his bag lightly.
“Let’s go then, you’re not doing anything anyway.”
“I have plenty of miscellaneous things to do.”
Sangwoo answered directly and crossed his hands on his chest.
“But I should check the working environment that you are working in, because it doesn’t seem to be good, and there’s a lot of work. We need to improve work efficiency for both sides, don’t you think?”
“Yes, that’s what I mean.”
Jaeyoung, who had been sitting exhausted at the desk, immediately stood up. Sangwoo saw that and widened his eyes.
“Now, really?”
“Then when?”
“I’m not prepared...”
“What do you have to prepare? Just come for a moment. Follow me.”
Jaeyoung pulled Sangwoo’s bag strap and walked together as they left the library. Sangwoo followed quietly without saying anything.
The weather in early April was refreshing and cool. Jaeyoung loved this kind of weather the most. He walked with his mouth slightly open, pulling Sangwoo’s bag strap when he felt that the other party was too far away, until they reached the Faculty of Fine Arts.
“This is the workspace for four people. Each year’s registration must be renewed.”
“So, are there other people here?”
“There are two more people. One person seems to have gone to the army, and the other person only does necessary tasks. You don’t have to worry about them.”
“Are they my seniors?”
“They’re the same age as you, but they’re the same age as me. Go and greet them yourself.”
They were of the same class year but over two years older. Sangwoo looked perplexed. In such a situation, normally you would just call them “seniors.” but for Sangwoo, that was not possible. Jaeyoung opened the door to the workspace.
“Here it is, come in.”
Sangwoo walked into the space with four large work desks. Jaeyoung had never felt crowded in this place before, but he didn’t know why he suddenly felt a sense of unease. Posters were overlapping on the walls, looking particularly messy today. There were boxes, crumpled paper, snack bags, broken speakers, hair clips, leg massagers, missing flip-flops, and more scattered all over. A special heavy metal song played by Yoona filled the air, and a sleeping girl was nodding off and shaking her head. Her yellow-dyed hair fluttered in the air, electrifying the atmosphere.
‘...I don’t think these two will get along well.’
“Hey, Choi Yoona, look over here for a moment.”
“Why?”
She replied without turning around. Then Jaeyoung looked at Sangwoo’s face as if he saw a ghost. The other party was already dissatisfied. Why did that girl wear a red jacket and a necklace today?
“Don’t mind her, just sit here.”
When Jaeyoung pointed to Seojin’s seat, Sangwoo reluctantly walked over and hung his backpack on the chair. At that moment, Yoona turned around and screamed loudly.
“Who’s that?”
“It’s the junior who worked on the project together. She does whatever she wants.”
“Wow, is she working on that game recently? What’s its name? Is it our project?”
“Chu Sangwoo, the computer genius. Don’t mind his expression, this is his way of being pleased to meet you.”
“Such a funny name, just like Choo Sang-lee.”
Yoona clapped her hands and laughed happily. Jaeyoung felt awkward waiting for Sangwoo’s response, but the other party just sat down with a stiff face. Jaeyoung handed Sangwoo the pastry box on Seojin’s table.
“Please help yourself.”
“How can I make myself comfortable when you’re not comfortable?”
“That’s true.”
When Jaeyoung tried to turn on the computer, Sangwoo raised his hand to stop him.
“Take out the trash first.”
It was then that he noticed the crumbs, empty cola cans, cigarette packs, and a discarded tissue on the table. Jaeyoung calmly took out the trash as instructed by Sangwoo, while sweeping the remaining items on the floor to a corner.
“Take the sock bag too.”
After sitting down, the next order came immediately. Jaeyoung picked up the sock bag that was stuffed behind the computer screen and put it in his bag.
“Air out the room.”
Despite being annoyed, he opened the window.
“Arrange the books.”
He managed to tolerate organizing just a few books and arranged them neatly. Then Sangwoo spoke again.
“Now you can turn on the computer.”
Jaeyoung looked at the ceiling while waiting for the boot-up process.
“Before starting work, organize the icons on the desktop first.”
“Even something like this, really?”
“It looks difficult from the side. Hurry up.”
Annoyed, Jaeyoung reluctantly deleted unnecessary files or moved them to a separate folder.
“Organize it as a habit.”
‘This is my territory. This kid is coming into someone else’s place and still acting like he’s in charge.’
“It’s funny when older students speak like that.”
“We’re similar in some ways.”
Jaeyoung smiled. At this moment, he wanted to lock Sangwoo’s neck or flick his forehead, but that was prohibited for Sangwoo. Sangwoo sat hugging his chest with a dissatisfied expression, then looked at the ceiling, and suddenly turned his chair to look at Yoona sitting with her back turned.
“Sorry. Am I being too loud even though I’m not alone here?”
Yoona glanced and looked back and forth between Sangwoo and Jaeyoung. “There’s a good headphone right there. Use it.”
“...”
Yoona wasn’t easily angered, but she seemed perplexed and could only mutter incoherent words. Jaeyoung stood up from his seat and picked up the headphones on Yoona’s desk, then put them on her head. After plugging in the jack into the computer, the loud heavy metal music disappeared, and Sangwoo’s face looked much more at ease.
“Now let’s open the program.”
It’s time to show their abilities. Jaeyoung returned to his seat. Then he raised his left hand to the keyboard and placed his right hand on the mouse.
“Start.”
Finished speaking. Sangwoo shifted his gaze back to the book spread out on the empty desk.
Jaeyoung thought that Sangwoo would come in and interfere with everything, ordering them to work like that. But Sangwoo kept his promise to only supervise and control, so Jaeyoung was able to work comfortably.
Sangwoo sat quietly as if he wasn’t there.
Click, clack. The room only had the sound of keys being pressed and mouse clicks. If you didn’t count the occasional humming of Yoona’s loud music from the background, there was no other disturbance.
As time passed, he absentmindedly looked to the side. Sangwoo rested his elbows on the table and gazed at Jaeyoung’s computer screen instead of his textbook.
The slender and long neck of the other side attracted attention. The collar of the black long-sleeved shirt slightly revealed a distinct white skin. If the useless clothes were removed and the noose was hung on that shoulder, he would probably die with closed eyes, but that was only something he thought in his mind.
‘Uh... dangerous.’
Jaeyoung imagined the bare shoulders of Sangwoo with red marks before turning his gaze back to the computer screen. If such a thing actually happened, he could book an interview for tomorrow’s news.
[Breaking News] A junior male student was bitten on the shoulder by a senior male university student - live from the court.
‘It hurts a lot. Although I have been tested for rabies, the results are not out yet, and I don’t plan to withdraw the charges. I hope he gets a severe punishment.’]
He felt like he heard a voice giving an interview near his ear. When he saw that the mouse had been still for a while, Sangwoo turned his head. Jaeyoung felt like he was stabbed without knowing the reason, so he became the one asking questions first.
“What am I looking at?”
“I’m thinking that I’ve found a good designer.”
“...”
“A terrible living condition... but in terms of abilities, hyung you seems limitless.”
Sangwoo spoke as if it were a general matter. Sometimes the other party likes to intrude like this. Although it was a phrase he often heard, when Sangwoo said it, it sounded different.
Then the speed of work increased. What changed seemed to be a cleaner desk, a quieter environment, fresher air, and the person sitting next to him reading a book. Although it was work as usual, Jaeyoung felt delighted as if he had won a lottery.
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Chapter 32 Cyan #5.
On the first day, Sangwoo was calm and quiet. He returned within an hour, leaving abruptly without getting a chance to react.
But from the second day onwards, Sangwoo switched to demon mode and made decisions. After finishing dinner, Sangwoo took out the notebook that Jaeyoung had organized and started laying it out on the frame[1] he created. Jaeyoung was working on the map after creating characters, weapons, and effects, so he thought of taking a break for a while, but every time he did that, he would be scolded.
‘If you want to work with me, you have to keep up with the speed.’
‘Like a professional, right? Can you work with a mindset like that?’
‘Stop shaking your leg, please.’
‘Get up and sit properly.”
‘Do you see how much work has been done? Are you still looking for more?’
‘I’ve given it some thought. Why didn’t you say from the beginning that you wouldn’t do it?’
Besides his impressive graphic design skills, it seemed like Sangwoo didn’t like anything about Jaeyoung. He had been picking on him for the past three days. Now, no matter what he heard, Jaeyoung reached a point where he didn’t care anymore.
‘Of course. I will do as President Chu wishes.’
‘Oh, my lord, should I dare to challenge you?’
‘You’re no different from a delinquent, just without the knife.’
‘Let’s see... Ministry of Labor’s phone number…’
‘If this computer breaks down tomorrow, I’ll know it’s because of you.’
‘This is the Aoji coal mine [2], isn’t it?’
Avoiding conflict was inevitable because they had a lot of work to do according to Sangwoo’s schedule. Even though he promised to keep up, the other side seemed skeptical. If they started arguing, Yoona would curse once and put on her headphones, but Jaeyoung didn’t mind bringing Sangwoo into the workspace. Even though the other side murmured discontentedly, in reality, he seemed to enjoy it even more.
“Let’s rest for fifteen minutes.”
After placing the mouse carelessly and lazily, Jaeyoung encountered Sangwoo again on Monday after the Saturday-Sunday break.
During the weekend, he had a basketball game and went out for drinks.
After finishing the game, he left the post-game gathering before anyone else, which earned him the nickname “Cinderella.” As for the drinking appointment, he couldn’t make it because he was busy, so he got scolded when he returned. Even though he corrected the mistakes and sent complete maps of all five locations, he still asked for a fifteen-minute break. But Sangwoo still didn’t seem satisfied.
“Okay, then.”
After agreeing, Sangwoo would wait for exactly fifteen minutes and then order him to go back to work. Jaeyoung immediately went to the folding bed located on one side of the workspace as soon as he received permission and moved Yoona’s clothes from there to the floor before lying down.
Sangwoo sat upright and stared at the computer screen filled with text, tapping the keyboard. Now he was somewhat used to seeing the other side in the workspace during the evening.
“You should also take a break.”
“I have a lot of work to do.”
“I didn’t mean that, I meant take a break, do something else.”
“With so much work, how can I take a break?”
“If we keep talking, we won’t be able to concentrate, so I am considering it a break.”
“In England in the 1850s, trees became infected and turned dark, causing a decrease in the population of gray moths. Meanwhile, the population of black moths increased.”
“...What are you trying to say?”
“Living organisms adapt to external threats, my friend.”
“Oh, I see. So I’m the pollution, and you’re the pitiful gray moth? Well, I’m changing my wing color too. I’ll be an inspiration.”
“You don’t need to inspire me with words, just keep your mouth shut and that might help me.”
Chu Sangwoo was like an automated vending machine that only sold accurate words. Jaeyoung avoided losing arguments right from the start and picked up his phone, responding to a few text messages before opening a music video by his favorite band. When he was with Yoona or Seo-jin, they would always play their music loudly while working, but ever since Sangwoo came, they never played music again. Yoona herself protested a couple of times, but after losing every argument boldly, she would sigh and put on her headphones when Sangwoo arrived. But today, she left quickly, so such an event didn’t occur.
The sound of synthesizers [3] that seemed dream-like, the deep bass drum beats that made the ground tremble, the guitar that resonated with the heart, and the singing voice that invited dreams. Jaeyoung closed his eyes and drowned in the music. In his other mind, he waited for the words, “Turn off the song.” When he peeked up with forgotten eyes, he realized that Sangwoo was still sitting there working.
“Looks like you’re a fan of this band.”
“Not really. It’s not a big deal.”
“This band is called...”
“Psychedelic. I know them.” “The name of the song is...”
“Magnetic Field, Philadelphian, Track 8. On their 5th album, Electric City. I already knew that. Just stay quiet.”
Jaeyoung was so surprised that he dropped his headphones. The artist he liked wasn’t well-known in a country of this size, let alone knowing the song titles, but here he knew even the album name and track order. He pretended not to care, but he actually knew everything like this, appearing as a knowledgeable listener. While Jaeyoung was still amazed, the playlist shifted to the next song, this time an indie band from a country not widely recognized.
“‘Napalsu’, Album 2, Track 12, ‘I Will Chase the President and Kick Out the
Company’.”
Jaeyoung stared at the black cap for a minute.
‘Does Chu Sangwoo have the same taste as me?’
Unbelievable. Jaeyoung moved on to the next song with an excited heartbeat.
“‘Jochiwon Band’, Album 1, ‘Red and Black’, Track 7, ‘Red Star.’“
“Hmm... Hey, you and I have very similar tastes, huh? I am feeling all goosey-bumpey.”
“Not at all, don’t talk like that.”
Judging from the dissatisfaction, the other party probably didn’t lie. He must have listened enough to know the song’s sequence. Jaeyoung was so excited that he kept skipping songs, and there wasn’t a single song that Sangwoo didn’t know. Whether it’s artists from the country or abroad. No matter what genre. There’s no need to tell Sangwoo, he knows, and he’s more accurate than using a voice search app repeatedly.
Jaeyoung skipped songs randomly. Then he accidentally touched an unfamiliar song that jumped up to be the number one hit on the weekly chart, which the other party mentioned within the first ten seconds of playing the song, but this time it was quietly skipped.
“Don’t know this song.”
“How can I?”
These days, if someone doesn’t know this song, they can be called truly clueless. Jaeyoung felt a little conflicted in his heart and was confused.
“Hyung, don’t worry about the hand grenade. Fix that first and then watch the corn again. Also, it’s been fifteen minutes already. Go back and sit there, please.”
‘Hey, I’ll kick you.’
Jaeyoung sat still for five seconds before getting up. When he reluctantly sat back down on the chair, Sangwoo glanced at him briefly. Then he shifted his gaze back to his own notebook.
‘Cute, but not cute at all.’
Jaeyoung reached out his hand, intending to pinch the other party’s cheek forcefully before remembering the ban and retracting his hand. Sangwoo raised an eyebrow and glanced at Jaeyoung’s hand. Jaeyoung awkwardly waved his hand and clapped in the air.
“Huh? There’s a mosquito here...”
“It’s April, how can there be mosquitoes?”
“There it is here.”
“Where did the mosquito come from? Did you catch it?”
“Huh? Missed it.”
Sangwoo went back and tapped the keyboard again with a reluctant expression. While staring at the computer screen filled with unreadable text, he looked around, knowing everything. Jaeyoung, on the other hand, looked back at Sangwoo without doing anything for a moment.
“Why are you making a game?”
After blurting out that question, he realized it was too late, it was a question that should have been asked from the beginning.
Why does Chu Sangwoo try to create games? Especially when he doesn’t understand anything about the actual content. On the other hand, he’s only good at programming, but it seems like he has no sense of graphics or sound at all. Furthermore, someone who is unsuitable for teamwork and doesn’t enjoy working as a team is making a game that requires designers or planners.
“Because I like it.”
The answer that came out made Jaeyoung slightly shocked, judging from the other person’s strong and determined expression. Jaeyoung thought he probably didn’t have any hobbies or things he liked.
“I have a game company that I want to work for. When I was fifteen, I tried playing a game released by that company for the first time, and it was so much fun that it enlightened me for the first time. Since then, my dream has changed. I want to make a game similar to that game with my own hands, so I studied English and studied more about games.”
When Sangwoo saw Jaeyoung’s face, he said, “Oh, I didn’t ask, sir.” and turned back to look at the computer screen. Jaeyoung laughed and patted his face.
“No, you just looked cooler all of a sudden earlier. So, what game are you talking about?” “StarCraft 1.”
If he goes to an internet cafe with Chu Sangwoo, playing “StarCraft” is a must. Jaeyoung kept it in mind.
“What did you want to be before becoming a game developer?”
“A backhoe driver.”
“...”
Today, he learned many things. Chu Sangwoo was not just a robot immersed in work, but a human being who liked music and had dreams. Yes, for the first time, he saw Sangwoo’s eyes filled with desire.
“I plan to use the success of Veggie Venturer to apply for a job at the company in the second half of next year.”
“You said that it’s a portfolio for me like this, in the end, it’s your own portfolio, isn’t it?”
“Well, it’s good for both of us, isn’t it?”
Jaeyoung felt as if the game they started working on together had already achieved success through their busy schedule that seemed never-ending. But he didn’t know why he felt that it was more than confidence, more than Chu Sangwoo’s dream. It may not be easy, but it doesn’t mean it’s impossible.
When the feeling was unbearable, Jaeyoung wanted to create something.
“Here.”
“Yes.”
“Give me one more minute, please.”
“...”
Sangwoo remained silent for a moment, and the fact that the other party didn’t refuse immediately surprised him. Jaeyoung had been waiting patiently, but there was still no answer.
“If you don’t like it, forget it.”
When he spoke, Sangwoo cleared his throat.
“I don’t really dislike anything so much. I just prefer to be informed in advance.”
Compared to before, the other party seemed softer and more gentle. Jaeyoung felt the urge to reach out and touch that black cap right now.
“You should prepare yourself first.”
“I have to prepare myself. I don’t like things that are unprepared.”
“If you’re studying and suddenly your grandmother calls to say she misses you, so you come here and wait in front of the house. What would you do?”
“I don’t use my phone while studying, and both my grandma and grandpa have passed away.”
“‘Sorry. If that’s the case, let me give you another example... If you’re cooking ramen but don’t have any seasoning?”
“Before cooking, I would check if all the ingredients listed in the recipe are available because there’s no way to make it without those.”
“So you’re good at cooking ramen, huh?”
“How could I not cook ramen? Anyone can do it as long as they have two hands and enough common sense to read the recipe.”
“Well, even if that’s the case, there are many people who can’t cook it deliciously... Oh, it’s time.”
Jaeyoung reached out his hand confidently and lightly touched Sangwoo’s cap. After going through the additional step of giving advance notice, he gently rubbed the other party’s head and felt a sense of satisfaction, almost wanting to rub his shoulder, but for now, it was enough.
“I’ll support your sports dream myself and help you reach the other side.”
The whispered words didn’t come out smoothly, perhaps because they were too heartfelt. The voice was faint and almost disappeared.
“I feel like I want to do better.”
Sangwoo sat there blinking as if he didn’t hear anything, and two seconds later the other party shook his head and waved Jaeyoung’s hand.
“That’s enough.”
Suddenly, Sangwoo folded his notebook and packed up in a hurry. He had seen the side of the other person’s face for about three minutes and thought that the other side probably wouldn’t turn around to show his face. When he looked at the time, he realized it was only half-past three.
‘Yesterday I came back at four o’clock...’
Sangwoo put everything in his bag before quickly getting up and walking away, making it seem like there was no one in the room. Sangwoo stopped at the door and spoke without turning back.
“I’m leaving. See you at the meeting next time.”
‘The meeting next time... I already said that you can just say it’s tomorrow.’
“Uh... Take care.”
Jaeyoung stared at the back of Sangwoo’s head, and after a moment, he heard the sound of the iron door closing, bang.
Jaeyoung rubbed his face with his hand before letting his gaze wander up to the ceiling. Ah, what else did he do for the benefit of someone who doesn’t
like skins? Does he have to do it like that? But even so, there are strange points in Sangwoo’s reactions.
“I feel like smoking.”
The conflicting feeling that couldn’t be explained overwhelmed Jaeyoung’s mind. He thought he had to pay more attention to Sangwoo.
⌘W.
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[1] Resource: Programs, data, or equipment that can be used. In this case, it refers to the image files that Jaeyoung made.
[2] Aoji Coal Mine: Located in the region of Aoji in North Korea.
[3] Synthesizer: Sound synthesizing device.
Chapter 33 Cyan #6.
Daily Log <Observation Log of Chu Sangwoo>.
(1.)
Tuesday, April 8th, Day 5 of the office takeover.
Room entry time: 18:31 / Room exit time: 22:00.
• Significant event: Choi Yoona vs. Chu Sangwoo. “Here, Chu Sangchu.”
“Please do not change the nickname of others according to your whims.”
“Why do you always act confused whenever I play a song, but when
Jaeyoung plays, you don’t say anything?” Yoona started the scene with a fierce attack.
“Because my senior, Jaeyoung, takes an average of 9 minutes during break time to make sure he takes his break. So I tolerate it. It’s different from some people who play songs for twenty-four hours straight, right? When I go back home, I turn off the sound sometimes. I feel sorry for the headset.”
“...”
Chu Sangwoo-Shield-Strike and Miss Choi Yoona Lost-Knockout.
• Notable points: Resolving differences willingly, calling names, “speaking names”.
• Opinion: Nothing abnormal or exceptional.
(2.)
Wednesday, April 9th, Day 6 of the office takeover.
Room entry time: 18:31 / Room exit time: 22:00.
• Significant event: When Chu Sangwoo was most angry.
“If it keeps spinning like this, I might actually throw the computer screen out the window.”
“I think you should seek treatment for your anger management issues a little bit, hyung.”
Sangwoo struggles to distinguish between playfulness and reality.
“Since when have you been the angriest? Try telling me three things.”
Jaeyoung sensed that break time was about to end, so he deliberately brought up a new topic because if Sangwoo was asked, he would have to give a definite answer, as expected. The other party stared blankly at the ceiling, lost in thought.
“Um... When you invited me to watch a movie.”
“Would you say that was the angriest moment of your life?”
This life has never been in crisis, right? Otherwise, just watching a movie would affect your mind that much, huh?
“Yes. As for the second point... It’s about washing my face in the bathroom during the first break of the “Embedded System” class this semester.”
Oh, both the first and second ranks, huh? Jaeyoung stayed quiet, thinking that he was digging his own grave.
“The third point is about the swimming competition in sixth grade.”
“Why? Because it wasn’t there in the first place?”
“It was in first place.”
“Then why?”
“I hate myself for only remembering up to 622. After that, I tried to remember until 1024, sir, but if I try to remember more than that, it feels like a waste of time, so I stopped.”
“You’re not ordinary either. Seriously.”
• Notable observation: Confirm once again that he accurately remembers negative memories of the opposing faction.
• Opinion: There’s nothing unusually special.
(3.)
Thursday, April 10th, Day 7 of occupying the office.
Entered the room at 18:31 / Left the room at 20:25.
• Significant event: Platinum and Diamond.
At that time, the UI, characters, items, effects, maps, and the game world were all completed. Although there were still many pages and UI elements to work on, it was a normal thing to want a break from the exhaustion and to enjoy a sense of relief after completing a major project. Whether it succeeds or not. Jaeyoung was still exhausted.
“Let’s investigate the data.”
“Please explain in plain terms.”
“It’s about inviting you to experience the movement in games and the feeling of playing games from other successful companies, analyzing the pros and cons. Then we can discuss, draw inspiration in terms of art, and explore the success in popularity from players. At the same time, it’s a way to strengthen relationships within the team and relieve stress.”
Sangwoo sat there quietly, seeming not to understand what Jaeyoung was saying.
“Are you inviting me to play games?”
‘This kid, he understands quickly now.’
“Go for about two hours and then come back, the postponed work, tomorrow will make it all complete, promise.”
“Do you believe me?”
“Of course, I don’t believe you.”
When exhausted and irritated, Sangwoo began to believe that data exploration was necessary... but in reality, Jaeyoung had a hidden intention. He was used to being the one carrying the game because he excelled at almost every game. Everyone wanted to be on the same team as Jaeyoung, so he was quite proud. Another thing is that this is an opportunity to use gaming skills to gain respect from Chu Sangwoo, who is not easily impressed by skateboards.
They went to the internet cafe where Sangwoo worked. The owner of the cafe was delighted to see Sangwoo as a customer for the first time and offered them free drinks.
“What should we play?”
“Play the game that you want to play. I can play any online game released in the market.”
“What have you been playing a lot lately... PUBG? OW? LOL? Which game are you best at?”
“PlayerUnknown’s Battlegrounds and Overwatch. That’s fine. As for League of Legends, I’m not that good. I haven’t played it in a while.”
“Then let’s play that game.”
Jaeyoung teased, but Sangwoo happily replied, “Let’s do this” And doubleclicked to enter the game.
Jaeyoung chose a stealth assassin character who could continuously attack and had strong offensive power, while Sangwoo chose a support tank character with utility benefits despite its unimpressive appearance.
While waiting for the game to start, Sangwoo accessed the game’s information website to view detailed skill sets of various characters and item details. Meanwhile, Jaeyoung was so engrossed in reading webtoons that he was startled when the game loading window popped up.
“You said you’re not good, but you made it to the Grandmaster rank?”
That meant Sangwoo was a high-level player in the top 1-2% of the previous season... Jaeyoung was even sweating.
The villainous plot emerged in the game. While Jaeyoung relied on the spirit of animals and the physical abilities of his character, Sangwoo meticulously calculated the enemy’s movements to secure victory.
“Can’t you calculate the damage of the skills [2]?”
“Can’t you calculate the cooldown of the opposing team’s skills [3]?”
“When I tell the gang [4], we have to trade [5 ]and reduce the enemy’s movements.”
“Why is CS [6] like that in the middle of the game?”
“If it’s not time to kill, just collect the flesh and keep it for a while.”
In those two hours, Sangwoo didn’t scold even once. He only used a calm tone to reprimand Jaeyoung. The excellent gameplay that Jaeyoung usually demonstrated to everyone turned into mere fumbling when faced with Sangwoo. The gameplay that had been based on instinct seemed to transform into a helpless experience without calculation. Finally, going outside to change the atmosphere had no meaning. The atmosphere remained the same as when they were in the office room.
It is not advisable to approach Chu Sangwoo with “PUBG.” “OW.” “LOL.” or “StarCraft.” Jaeyoung kept this note in mind.
“What the heck, why would you invite me to play KartRider [7.]?”
• Notable observation: Chu Sangwoo is a genius at playing games.
• Opinion: There’s nothing unusually special.
(4.)
Friday, April 11th, Day 8 of occupying the office.
Entered the room at 18:31 / Left the room at 22:02.
• Significant event: A kiss?
At that time, it was around 3:30 AM after finishing the status window, inventory, and skill window. Jaeyoung was completely exhausted. He told Sangwoo that he would take a 15-minute break. Then he lay down on the folding bed and fell asleep for a moment.
“Hyung, it’s time for me to go back.”
Then he was awakened by Sangwoo’s voice, but because he was still drowsy, he intentionally pretended to be asleep. Jaeyoung felt too weak to bid farewell to Sangwoo and ask him to go home. After a while, he heard the sound of items being collected from the table.
“Wake up. Will you finish the roulette and title today?”
That voice came from afar. Even though the tone was harsh, he enjoyed listening to it.
“Are you still sleeping?”
The other side asked, but Jaeyoung didn’t answer.
“Hyung, are you sleeping?”
It was still the same question, but the voice sounded slightly closer.
“Sleeping... Are you really sleeping?”
The voice came closer. What is it? Is he going to write on my face again? In order to startle Sangwoo, Jaeyoung decided to pretend to continue sleeping.
“Are you really asleep, hyungnim?”
Hyungnim…
That word made Jaeyoung think that he could not let go of his previous intention to tease the other side. It was like being attacked by a skill that immobilized in all forms, turning into hints, stunned, slowed down, transformed into stone, stopped time, causing confusion. Jaeyoung felt that Sangwoo, who was right in front of him, had closed his eyes tightly and carefully examined his own face.
“Are you for real?”
The voice was faint, barely reaching the tip of the nose. Sangwoo’s hot breath fogged up his glasses, and the tip of his fingers grazed his forehead and slid through his hair. What was this situation? Jaeyoung breathed faster but still pretended to be asleep, continuing the drama with a calm heart.
The difficult and enduring phase continued. Jaeyoung thought that if he had to endure more than this, his face would have stiffened and twitched, so he decided to turn over and lie on his side. At that moment, there was something soft touching the corner of his mouth.
He endured without opening his eyes, maintaining his composure beyond human limits.
Then, something slipped away. When he opened his eyes, Chu Sangwoo’s back had disappeared behind the door silently.
• Noteworthy point: Fskhdfaskfhasf, are we going to kill each other?
• Comment: Clearly detected signs of abnormalities.
⌘W.
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[1] Tank. A character with high health or skills that can absorb attacks for teammates, likened to a frontline fortress, suitable for opening combat scenes for the team.
[2] Skill damage. The amount of damage caused by using a skill.
[3] Cooldown. In the game, it refers to one of the game’s mechanics, a period of time that players have to wait to use the same skill again.
[4] Gank. The act of one or more players sneaking up and attacking another player in a different lane. This term is often used for players in the jungle position “the position that focuses on killing monsters to earn money for item purchases in the jungle” because players in this position are responsible for helping manage players on their team in each lane to give an advantage to their own team.
[5] Trade. An exchange of attacks to prevent being at a disadvantage by being continuously attacked by only one side. It is often used in engagements where different sides attack each other, like gun duels in cowboy movies.
[6] CS “Creep Score”. The number of creeps killed by each player. It has a significant impact on the in-game economy, and a higher CS gives the team a better chance of winning, especially for the carry position, which is the main offensive force of the team. Note that creeps include both monsters and minions in the game.
KartRider, or its full name, CrazyRacing, KartRider, is an online racing game from South Korea.
Chapter 34 Cyan #7.
“Do you want something special to eat?”
“No.”
“I’ll have okonomiyaki, omurice, and two bottles of soju.”
Jaeyoung handed the return menu to the staff. The other party took it and disappeared behind the curtain.
On Saturday night, at a small Japanese restaurant in a corner, a quiet atmosphere suitable for conversation. Jaeyoung invited Sangwoo while on their way back home after finishing work part-time because of what happened yesterday, he couldn’t work all day. If he didn’t provoke him himself out of annoyance, that meant Chu Sangwoo secretly kissed him and ran away, he couldn’t understand it at all.
Sangwoo, who never deviated from his frame and plan, might be asexual, but Jaeyoung was certain that the other side couldn’t be gay. Besides, the only emotions he saw in those eyes were indifference. If you wanted to believe that it was the gaze of someone in love, struggling to admit that he was infatuated until he annoyed himself would be more accurate.
“Why did you suddenly come to drink?”
“We’ve been working together for two weeks, it’s time to socialize with colleagues.”
“Well... sure.”
After that, silence filled the air for a while. Now Jaeyoung was not sure if he felt or knew anything while Sangwoo sat in front of him. Whether Sangwoo intended it or not, for the past two weeks, Jaeyoung had been attacked heavily to the point that the city walls crumbled, and the fortress was destroyed. He wanted to confirm where the destination of this conflicting feeling in his heart truly lay, so he prepared like this.
Jaeyoung’s favorite electronic song played softly from the speakers. Meanwhile, Sangwoo stared at the ceiling. Jaeyoung glanced at the side of the other party’s neck for a few seconds before regaining consciousness and turning his gaze elsewhere.
After a while, a staff member arrived with soju and glasses. Sangwoo looked like someone who had never participated in a drinking session before, but he casually picked up the bottle, shook it, and opened it. Jaeyoung received the glass from Sangwoo’s hand with a slight tremor in his heart.
The etiquette for pouring alcohol is to pour with the right hand and hold a cup with the left hand under the right wrist, use the back of the hand to cover when lifting it to drink, and keep the secrets discussed during the drinking session. These were perfect manners.
“Who taught you that?”
“My mother. She said if I don’t know, I’ll lose. As soon as I reached adulthood, she taught me right away.”
Now it’s Jaeyoung’s turn to pour the liquor. Sangwoo held a glass in one hand, while the other rested on his wrist. Even though Jaeyoung felt like they are a true university senior and his junior and should be somewhat reserved, he doesn’t say anything because he knows now that the other party needs to follow certain rules to feel satisfied, and the clear liquid flows smoothly into the glass of Soju.
They clinked glasses and drank together. Jaeyoung popped a few roasted peanuts into his mouth and looked at Sangwoo calmly with a poker face.
When there was nothing to say, he filled the glass with Soju for both of them.
And they let the Soju flow down their throats once again.
“You’re good at drinking.”
“I’m an enzyme that can metabolize acetate dehyde[1] well.”
“I thought you were someone who didn’t drink anymore.”
“Why is that?”
“When we were working together, you never drank.”
Sangwoo poured Soju into Jaeyoung’s glass, raising suspicions with a puzzled look on his face. Jaeyoung took the bottle of Soju and poured it into the other party’s glass before speaking.
“I was right there with you.”
“Oh, so back then, it was a bit nerve-wracking. Did hyungnim see it all?”
“Yeah, that’s right. I was the one who took out the battery from your cell phone.”
That guy... I was thinking about reporting him for theft, but since his personal history couldn’t be verified, I just let it go.”
Jaeyoung twitched a smile and popped a roasted peanut into his mouth.
“If I hadn’t stopped your representative from escaping, you wouldn’t have been able to run away.”
“And even now, you still want to thank me, don’t you?”
‘This kid, he’s just the same.’
It was only during their first encounter with Sangwoo that he felt flustered because he heard words like that. But now, he doesn’t feel anything anymore.
“Are you dumb or something? Who said you’re a coding genius? Oh, or is it because you’re a robot that you don’t understand human emotions?”
When Sangwoo heard Jaeyoung speak as he did before, a corner of his mouth curved into a smile, and the pupil that was visible vanished behind closed eyelids.
“...You’re so cute.”
Jaeyoung closed his eyes and let the Soju flow down his throat.
“Besides that time, I’ve met you many times before.”
“When? Tell me more.”
“A few years ago when we took the same course.”
“Really?”
“Well, I was once scammed by a guy in front of a shop... When I was in university, I asked him for an interview, but he rejected me.”
Sangwoo lifted the soju and drank it with a face as if he had just heard these stories for the first time. At that time, the staff member held a barrel of omurice with a wooden stick and served it. Dried fish was shrinking on a large plate.
“I’ve known you for a long time. Even though you haven’t remembered me for a long time and can’t remember my name either.”
“Did I really do that?”
“You called me Min Youngjae, didn’t you? When I thought about it, I ran out of words.”
Jaeyoung picked up a stick and bit into the omurice. Sangwoo sat still for a moment before doing the same. They ate and drank without saying anything for a while and ordered more.
“When I entered the office, there was a senior soldier named Kim Youngjae.
He was just like the other annoying seniors. So, I became confused, you know.” Sangwoo dug up painful memories, narrating them with a calm expression. However, it was because of that demeanor that Jaeyoung continued to address the topics that he often wondered about.
“Which department did you join?”
The Goyang unit [2]. Big guns.”
“Oh, the Cheonma unit. That place must have been intense for training, right?”
“Well, it was okay for me.”
Jaeyoung secretly thought that Sangwoo might not have adapted well to the military standards as an infantryman. Therefore, he felt surprised when the other party talked about military standards as if he didn’t feel anything.
“How’s life in the military? Besides Min Youngjae, is there anyone who bothers you?”
“That guy? When I got promoted to Sergeant Major, I transferred to another unit, and since then, I’ve been comfortable.”
“Why did you transfer?”
“When he acted annoying and gave orders without letting me rest, I could endure it, but he liked to pat me on the head. I wrote a complaint and put it in the complaint box, but it wasn’t resolved. So, I went to talk to the company commander, but even then, it couldn’t be resolved. So, I reported it to the military police.”
‘Scary kid, this one.’
“Did you have any conflicts with other soldiers?”
“If it’s not when we have to speak. I wouldn’t say anything at all. The army is already a place like that.”
“No problem at all?”
“It’s fine. With the remaining time, I’ve been able to study a lot. I’ve received marksmanship awards and excellent combat skills, joined the special forces, became an exemplary soldier, and even led a platoon. Your father even said I was born to be a soldier.”
‘That’s crazy.’
But if it’s Sangwoo, it seems like he can endure physical hardships well, unlike Jaeyoung who struggled in the military, from waking up early, useless gun cleaning every day, cold showers, restricted hairstyles, restricted clothing, confinement, dog-like food, hand-to-hand combat, marching, night watch, standing guard, meaningless tasks, he hated everything physically demanding. If it reached the point where deteriorating ancient culture is used, he wouldn’t know what to do, but even then, he still had to threaten the kid to make him afraid, pretending not to take advantage of his position.
“I used to be an assistant instructor.”
“Hmm... hyungnim you weren’t in a position to train someone else’s mental state, were you?”
“I thought so too, I was chosen because I’m over 180 cm tall.”
“The new soldiers looked down on me.”
They called me the toughest training assistant, that kid.”
“Hmph, don’t lie.”
“Only you think I’m worthless.”
Sangwoo remained silent for a moment.
“You’re not worthless at all.”
Then the silence engulfed them, both drinking without saying anything, after emptying glass after glass, the Soju bottle ended up empty with four bottles gone unnoticed. Jaeyoung blinked his eyes in a daze, Sangwoo held the Soju glass in his hand and turned slightly to the side. Then he poured Soju into his mouth, his posture as steady as ever.
‘Why is he so sexy...’
Stay calm, that kid is a guy. No matter how much he screamed in his heart or even glanced again, he still looked the same, with a slight blush on the other cheek and an especially red border on the lips. Jaeyoung moved his gaze from Sangwoo’s neck and stopped at the checkered pattern on his shirt. Sangwoo rolled up his shirt sleeves to open a new bottle of Soju, revealing his muscular arms. As the other twisted his white wrist, blue veins prominently appeared.
‘If blood flows like this, my nose will bleed, damn.’
He raised his hand and rubbed his face, the warmth not only from being drunk but also transmitted through the skin.
“Recommended game... Yaja Time[3].”
When Sangwoo heard the murmuring sound, Jaeyoung raised his head. The other side was pointing at the wall. Jaeyoung turned his head back and found a written message on the wall summarizing recommended drinking games with gameplay explanations. There were games like “King’s Cup.” “Thumb Master.” “Charades.” and “Never Have I Ever.” Jaeyoung slowly turned back and met Sangwoo’s eyes, which were rarely seen so lively.
“Do you want to try playing?”
“Yes.”
“I’m actually quite interested.”
Sangwoo stared at him without answering the question, as if there was nothing he couldn’t do anymore... Jaeyoung responded to that proposal with delight. When he said, “Which one do you want to play?” Sangwoo immediately called his name.
“Jang Jaeyoung.”
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[1] Acetaldehyde, a naturally occurring chemical found in water, air, alcoholic beverages, and certain foods.
[2] Goyang, a province located in the northern part of South Korea.
[3] Yaja Time, “Yaja, 타임”, is a game that allows younger people to speak without honorifics or freely interact with older individuals. Sometimes roles are swapped, for example, playing Yaja Time with an older sibling, the younger sibling becomes the older sibling, while the older sibling becomes the younger one.