drunken Ara

As the sun dimmed gradually, that bus moved forward after stopping at Ara's stop, but Ara didn't get off. She was brooding over that orange sun, which was visible through the window from the building side, and fell on her clear skin.

The time was already 6:00 p.m. She got off the bus without knowing the stop. She realized that was not a familiar road after taking two steps forward as the bus passed her.

She looked around that area and hesitantly moved forward along the pathway, where very few people were coming and going in that area.

"Where am I?" she asked herself as her pupils roamed around the area.

The sun went down, and the moon rose in the dark sky as she entered the cheap bar, which looked like a rectangular box, 30 feet long and 20 feet wide, wrapped in a white sheet instead of a wall.

She sat in the empty chair and ordered five bottles of soju without any side dishes.

She finished it in one hour by sipping it from a small glass one by one as her cheeks got reddish slowly.

And another hour passed like she took each sip slowly and got unsteady too.

in another rich bar that was just about one mile away from her. There was Do-Yun in his same black outfit, hiding his face with a mask and hat.

He took off his mask and drank wine while having five slices of meat on his table.

His face was seen, but no one saw him. All of them were doing their work and drinking and having fun chatting.

At the time, a man whose age was about 35 moved from his side. That was a camera around his neck.

He came and sat down straight next to his sofa seat. That was a three-foot-high wooden barrier between them.

Do-Yun's sixth sense sensed something weird near him, so he looked aside, keeping the same position, but his corner eyes stared.

He stared at people's upper bodies. No one seemed weird—all of them were doing their work.

Then he noted all of their feet. All of their feet were stable except the ones who were just next to his seat and rubbed one foot's thump against another foot's thump on it.

His quickwitted gaze noticed him having a camera. So he put the money on the table as he took his eyes off his side.

took his mask and wore it. When that man was about to click a picture of him, Do-Yun bent down after accidentally tapping the glass.

Then he stood straight up, gesturing for the waiter boy to come closer to him.

He came.

That man was trying again to click a picture.

But before he clicked it, Do-Yun stood up and hid behind the waiter boy, like saying something to him.

So, that cameraman was annoyed and sighed with an angry pout.

"What?" The waiter couldn't understand his mumbling.

Do-Yun noticed a group of girls coming his way.

So, he moved, leaving the waiter alone, as the waiter saw him and mumbled silently, "What happened?"

So, the cameraman tried to follow back. But, before that, the waiter boy noticed him leaving without paying for his drinks.

So he called, "Sir!"

And he shouted at him, "Payment!"

So, he turned to him, sighed annoyingly, and put money on the table, rushing to the door as soon as he realized that he missed him.

He came out, seeing around that three-way road, and noticed Do-Yun was escaping by running away from him on that empty roadside.

So, he ran after him as Do-Yun ran fast from him.

When Do-Yun reached the turning point of the road, there were flower bushes on the two sides of that little wide road that were about 4 feet tall.

He turned and passed a young girl who was walking in an unsteady manner, without noting that that was Ara.

That cameraman was running after him, keeping up with his speed. Because of that, he also didn't notice the girl in front. So he slightly pumped on her and ran forward without even saying sorry as she spun and fell on the ground with her backside horizontal to the road, her hands spread wide, her legs were too, and her front body faced the night sky with a street light shadow on her.

That cameraman stopped right there after seeing around the two side bushes along the empty road and mumbled, "Where did he go?" and ran forward without looking back at the person still in that fallen position.

Do-Yun came out from behind the tree after seeing that the cameraman had left from there.

He stopped right next to the bushes and hid as soon as he saw Ara trying to get up.

She tried to stand up with her hand pushing the road. But, couldn't. So she stayed in that squatting position.

She fell again and got up again, squatting, holding her knees together.

Her fading view revealed a small and moving figure. That was an ant, which was in the road.

He talked to that, saying, "Oh, you want to talk to me, ha?"

"That's why you dragged me down,"

"Okay, let's talk!" She voiced cutely while drunk, while Do-Yun gave her a weird look.

After seeing that ants were moving away from her, her mind projected her crush's image in front of her face.

So, she got angry and took one step forward toward that ant like a wrestler.

"Did I ask for you to approach me?"

"Did I ask for you to talk to me?"

"Did I ever flirt with you?"

"Hah?" She was pissed at the ant, thinking that was her crush. She was moving ahead by taking steps one by one closer to the ant as far as that moved.

"It's all your move. I just fell for you as I did just now," she chastised cutely, looking at the place where she had fallen, which made Do-Yun keep listening to her from a little distance instead of lifting her.

"Now, you're avoiding me!" She bellowed, which startled Do-Yun, who was patiently watching her weird behavior.

"Go away!" she said, gesturing to say go away again, but she lost her balance as soon as she took off her one hand from holding her knee.

So, she fell to the ground with her back body on the road again as her screeches of "Go away!" dimmed in the wind.

The ant ran far away from her. A bare white hand helped her get up and held her shoulder while she tried to stand up.

She looked up as her feet were unable to stand still, and that hand kept holding her at a little distance.

"Who are you?" She inquired, looking at that fading face, which has no mask or hat.

She blinked often to clear her vision and asked again, even after seeing the clear face of her crush, who had a charming cuteness and nice smooth lips but had a worried gaze towards Ara, "Who are you?"

"Ara, it's me!" Her crush liar said without taking his hands off her.

"Sorry, I don't know you." She avoided him and tried to move away from him, but she was moving to the bush side instead of walking straight.

Her crush moved fast before she fell to the ground and held her two shoulders tightly, keeping two feet away from her.

He enunciated, "It's me, Ga-Eul!"

"I don't know you. Let go of me!" She raged and tried hard to escape from his grasp.

At the same time, she used her full force to push him away, but she got pushed by that force and fell into the bushes, making a little screaming sound, "Ah!"

"Ara!" He shouted with that fluttered voice, went closer to her, and stretched his hand out to her, who was just trying hard to lift her head from the bushes.

At the time, another bare, cute hand crossed near Ara's crush Ga-eul's hand, grabbed Ara's hand, and pulled straight up, making her stand next to him while her crush looked on doubtfully, slowly shifting his view from Ara to that person.