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Fortunately, Mukyeom didn’t press further, and they continued their meal in silence. If anything, the food stuck in Hajoon’s throat even more.“I’ll clean up.”“Forget it.”After somehow finishing the meal, Hajoon wanted to do the dishes as a thank-you for the free breakfast, but Mukyeom cut him off. Given how luxurious the house was, Hajoon was almost afraid to handle the utensils, so he didn’t insist and took back his offer. As Mukyeom was about to clear the table, he suddenly remembered something and asked.“Want some coffee?”“Hm? Sometimes.”“Take this to the coaches’ office or throw it away if you don’t need it.”Mukyeom handed Hajoon a box of coffee from the shelf. On the package, there were pictures of Han Eunwoo and Kim Mukyeom, looking friendly. Mukyeom doesn’t drink coffee, especially not instant coffee like this. Hajoon wasn’t particularly fond of it either, but he accepted it quickly.“Thanks.”“I’m going out from morning. What about you?”Mukyeom seemed ready to go out even before the scheduled training time. Hajoon frowned in objection.“Why? Rest is important too. Don’t overdo the training.”“Keeping the usual pace is also important. Going out for a light run suits me. You know, general principles are important, but individual differences matter too.”Hajoon had no comeback. A player of Mukyeom’s caliber knows his own body well. Since staying alone at Mukyeom’s house wasn’t an option and it was too early to go home, Hajoon nodded, indicating he would leave too.After showering, brushing his teeth, and dressing, Hajoon was ready. Finishing his preparations relatively quickly, he sat on the sofa waiting for Mukyeom, who was still in the shower. As before, Mukyeom came out of the bathroom in a robe, shaking his wet hair to dry it, and walked past Hajoon into another room.Soon, the sound of a hairdryer was heard, and when he came back out, he was only wearing pants, his upper body bare. He held two shirts on hangers.“Lee Hajoon.”“Hm?”“Which one looks better?”Mukyeom held up two shirts, one green and one blue, on hangers, one in each hand, asking Hajoon for his opinion. Hajoon suppressed the urge to hiccup and, with his heart pounding, pointed at the green shirt.In reality, anything would look good on Mukyeom, so Hajoon didn’t choose carefully. He had to pick quickly to hide the trembling in his hand.“Hm.”Mukyeom nodded briefly and went back into the dressing room, coming out shortly after wearing the green shirt Hajoon had chosen.As Mukyeom moved around the living room, gathering things for his outing, Hajoon watched him unconsciously from the sofa. Whether it was because of the beautiful house or Mukyeom’s good looks, even just standing there, he seemed like a model from a magazine. When Mukyeom moved left, Hajoon’s gaze followed left; when right, it went right. While sitting and moving his eyes, Mukyeom suddenly stopped and raised his hand.‘What’s this?’As Mukyeom extended his hand to the left, Hajoon’s eyes followed. Then to the right. Suddenly, like a conductor, Mukyeom started making large, random movements with his arms in the air, making Hajoon turn his head slightly and roll his eyes.Then, a chuckle was heard. Snapping back to reality, Hajoon saw Mukyeom laughing with his teeth showing.“Are you a surveillance camera? You follow my movements.”“…You were distracting right in front of me.”Feeling embarrassed, Hajoon quickly looked down at his phone. His heart was racing wildly. Until Mukyeom finished getting ready, Hajoon kept his head buried in his phone, just browsing the internet.Soon, they left the house together. Once they got into the elevator and reached the parking lot, Mukyeom threw another unexpected question at him.“Which do you prefer?”“Hm?”“What do you want to ride?”Hajoon turned his head in the direction Mukyeom gestured and realized he was talking about the cars parked there. This time, Hajoon couldn’t stop his face from turning red, so he awkwardly turned his head and said.“Either one is fine.”“Isn’t there anything you’ve wanted to ride?”“I don’t know much about cars.”He wasn’t in a position to drive his own car, nor did he share the general interest in car models. He only knew the names of some famous cars. Of course, he knew what kind of cars Mukyeom drove, but that was the extent of his knowledge.If things had gone well, he might have driven a car like that, but anyway, Lee Hajoon’s current financial situation was that of an average young man in his twenties. Also, a young breadwinner. Recently, the pay for physical coaches had increased, but that was for those with a name and experience. For Hajoon, who had just started his job, it was someone else’s story.Mukyeom didn’t ask more and walked on, with Hajoon following. The car Mukyeom chose was a high-bodied SUV. Apart from occasionally bringing a sports car, he usually drove a relatively ordinary sedan, but today was different.Once they got into the car together, Mukyeom started driving with a relaxed turn of the wheel. As they left the parking lot, the late spring sunlight welcomed Hajoon brightly, making him squint unintentionally. After the white silence passed, the outside scenery came into view. Mukyeom also squinted and put on his sunglasses.Sitting silently in the passenger seat, Hajoon couldn’t help but think about all the rumors he had heard about Mukyeom. One-night stands, nights lasting a day or two, leaving before morning after making love—Kim Mukyeom.Was that all just hearsay?Had others also eaten breakfast prepared by Mukyeom, chosen his clothes for him?Had they ridden in the car side by side, basking in the sunlight like this?He didn’t particularly want special treatment, but for the first time, he hoped the rumors about Mukyeom’s casual nature were true, feeling a mix of guilt towards those Mukyeom might have met before and a cautious hope.“What are you thinking about so deeply?”“…Nothing much.”Hajoon lied to the perceptive Mukyeom and turned his gaze outside.They won the game. He slept with Mukyeom. He stayed at Mukyeom’s house.Mukyeom prepared breakfast for him. He asked him to choose his clothes. He saw aspects of Mukyeom’s private, everyday life he’d never dreamed of seeing. He got coffee. He was asked to choose a car.The weather is nice. The sky is blue. Flowers are blooming. Birds are flying. People are laughing and drinking at cafes on the street, and he’s heading to the same training ground with him.He felt like he could die happy. Even if Mukyeom capriciously decided to cancel everything they had planned, Hajoon felt like he could agree with a smile.It was the best spring day since his soul was taken by him.🏀Ten minutes’ walk from the training ground, the usual bus stop sign came into view. Hajoon picked up his bag.“I’ll get off here.”Without another word, Mukyeom pulled the car over to the side of the road. Even though there was plenty of time before training started and they were quite far from the training ground, Hajoon looked around nervously before getting out of the car. Mukyeom scoffed internally, thinking anyone would think they were having an affair.“See you later.”Hajoon lowered his voice and said that before quickly walking away on the sidewalk. Mukyeom immediately turned the wheel and re-entered the traffic. Through the car window, he watched Hajoon’s figure recede in the distance.Despite traveling on foot, Hajoon arrived at the training ground first. Surprisingly, many players had decided to come in early. With their winning streak, one might expect them to slack, but it seemed to have the opposite effect, boosting their motivation.“Good morning, Coach!”“You came in early.”“I told you rest is important, but no one listens to me, huh?”He spoke as if scolding, but he didn’t mind seeing their enthusiasm. Still feeling lethargic and tired from the day before, Hajoon felt energized by their drive. Moving a bit more would help ease the muscle aches. Reinvigorated, he moved among the players, saying,“Don’t overdo it. How about those who came early pair up for some stretching? Anyone want to do it with me?”“Me, me!”“Me too!”The young players, who had just left high school, eagerly raised their hands. He decided to pair up with a midfielder who often had thigh pain. After everyone formed pairs in a circle, Hajoon gave instructions.“One person lies down with one leg bent outward and the other straight. Right. The other person grabs the knee of the bent leg and pushes it outwards. It’s crucial to keep the straight leg from moving.”Amidst the young men giggling, comparing themselves to drying frogs under the sun, Hajoon also laughed while pushing down on the player’s knee to spread his legs. This move was particularly good for football players who often get injuries in the inner thigh and pelvis, enhancing flexibility.“Switch.”Hajoon lay down on the grass. As late spring was starting to get warm, Hajoon didn’t wear long pants for coaching anymore. He had on slightly longer shorts that came just above the knee, but when the other player pushed his knee outward, the shorts rode up.Under the lemon-juice-like bright sunlight and the blue sky, Hajoon’s white thighs spread wide on the green grass. The player bent over pressed both knees down, further spreading his legs. The pull on the inner muscles felt refreshingly good, causing Hajoon to close his eyes slightly.“Move aside.”A low, cold voice that didn’t match the bright weather interjected. The player who was about to start stretching turned around in surprise. A large man was looking down at them.“Hello, Mukyeom hyung.”“Stretch with someone else.”“Understood.”Familiar with Mukyeom’s abrupt manner of speaking, the player didn’t seem offended, thinking it was just the closeness between a coach and a player of the same age, and moved away. Mukyeom approached Hajoon, who was lying down, and placed his large hand on the knee where the other player had just held.With his other hand on Hajoon’s thigh, Mukyeom slowly pressed the knee down, spreading Hajoon’s legs again. The inner pelvis, stretched to its limit, ached warmly. Hajoon unintentionally grimaced and let out a small moan.“Ah.”Mukyeom watched Hajoon and then bent the straight leg while straightening the bent one. He pushed the other knee outward like before and leaned in slightly, whispering in a low voice,“Take my car when you leave work.”“What? No, I’ll take the bus.”“Take the car.”Cutting off any further discussion, Mukyeom grabbed Hajoon’s hand to help him up. They switched positions, and Mukyeom lay down on the grass. Now it was Hajoon’s turn, sitting on his knees between Mukyeom’s legs. His white hand touched the tanned thighs, which were like a map of muscles even while just lying there.Hajoon swallowed hard. It felt strange. The ticklish sensation he hadn’t felt when touching the other player’s legs was now palpable in his palm. He saw a thin black gap between Mukyeom’s thigh and the shortened hem of his shorts.Inside there was the large, hot thing that had tormented him so much last night. Even though he had seen Mukyeom’s body before, everything felt different now.Why am I thinking like this? He had never imagined someone’s body beyond their clothes before in his life, especially not during stretching. Feeling like a pervert, his head felt hot. Mukyeom, looking up at Hajoon, asked,“Your face is red.”“Huh? It’s because of the heat…”After a brief silence, Mukyeom hit the nail on the head without any preamble.“Having dirty thoughts?”“What are you talking about?”Embarrassed, Hajoon pressed down harder on Mukyeom’s thigh. Mukyeom’s scoffing laugh was audible, and Hajoon didn’t know where to look. Mukyeom was too perceptive.After the stretching, even during the collective training, Hajoon felt like he was floating. Fortunately, it was a day for reduced training. Focusing on recovery rather than stamina building, Hajoon coached and finally sighed in relief when the training was over.After organizing records in the office and leaving the building, Hajoon walked to the bus stop. He was contemplating whether to ignore Mukyeom’s offer and take the bus when Mukyeom’s car from the morning pulled up to the curb before the bus did. With a sigh, Hajoon had no choice but to get in; he didn’t want Mukyeom to honk the horn.Mukyeom was back in the green shirt Hajoon had chosen for him. Hajoon’s heart raced again, and he sat quietly in the passenger seat without saying a word. Was it just him feeling the tension in the silence? Hajoon licked his lips and, to break the silence, finally asked what he had been curious about since morning.“Do you usually… give people rides home after staying over?”“No.”“Then why?”Mukyeom slightly raised and then lowered his eyebrows.“It’s the first time I’ve decided to have a long-term relationship with someone.”“…”“And we’re not just fuck buddies. We’re on the same team.”Considering Mukyeom’s behavior a few years ago, where teamwork was something to scoff at, this felt like a world apart. It could be the difference between the occasional national team gatherings and spending a whole year with the professional team he chose. Mukyeom wasn’t one to cause discord in his home team, Greenford.For Hajoon, football was more of a “happened to end up doing it” rather than a passion, and it became a career choice because he had some talent, it offered financial support, and seemed like a way to make a living in the future.Until he saw Mukyeom play at sixteen. Mukyeom not only captured Hajoon’s soul but also turned the field into a place of dreams for him.Even after consistent national team call-ups, Hajoon never escaped being a reserve due to not fitting perfectly into the coach’s tactics or being overshadowed by seniors. His goal became to play as a starter alongside Mukyeom. It was only three years ago that he was finally selected as a starting member for the national team, achieving his dream, but unfortunately, Mukyeom didn’t consider that national team his team. He didn’t even remember properly the few times they played together.Thus, hearing the word ‘team’ from Mukyeom felt strange to Hajoon, especially in the context of this conversation. Yet, it made him want to laugh out of happiness, so he quickly covered his mouth with his hand, pretending to prop up his chin, and turned his head towards the window. He felt like his lips might twitch.Lost in thought about Mukyeom and not thinking of anything else, Hajoon only realized after a while that the car wasn’t heading to his house. Nor was it going to Mukyeom’s place.“Where are we going?”Was he planning on having dinner? But it was a bit early for dinner, and since Hajoon had stayed out the previous night, he wanted to spend this evening with his family if possible.“Somewhere nice.”“I need to get home early today.”“It won’t take long.”Without specifying where they were going, Mukyeom kept driving until he parked in a secluded parking lot. It was an outdoor lot, not inside any building, so Hajoon blinked, unsure of their destination. Mukyeom then leaned over to unbuckle Hajoon’s seat belt and grazed his teeth against Hajoon’s neck.Hajoon’s body jolted in surprise. As Mukyeom’s lips brushed over the spot he had just asked about, he finally revealed his intentions.“Let’s do it here.”“Huh?”“It’s a hassle to go back to my place and do it formally. We’ll do it once, and I’ll take you home.”Do what, exactly?Could it be what he was thinking? Hajoon found it hard to believe and didn’t stop Mukyeom from sucking on his neck, letting out little noises, until Mukyeom’s hand slipped under his shirt to feel his chest, and then Hajoon, sure of the intention, pushed him away.“What are you doing?”Mukyeom frowned. Hajoon, barely suppressing his thumping heart, spoke.“What if someone sees us? Don’t say ridiculous things.”“No one can see from outside. Who’s going to see?”“If someone who knows you sees, they’ll recognize your car.”Why was he so insensitive to others’ gazes when he drove such rare foreign cars that were hard to find even in Korea? The reason Mukyeom was often fodder for the media wasn’t just his popularity. Kim Mukyeom lacked caution.“I brought this big car out for this, and you’re going to disappoint me?”“…”“You were thinking about it during training.”“Was I you? I wasn’t.”Although he had indeed thought about something lewd, he definitely hadn’t planned on doing this in the car. However, beside Mukyeom, who seemed upset, Hajoon silently swallowed hard. He had wondered why Mukyeom brought out a car he didn’t usually drive; so he had been thinking about this since then.Even if there was no one to see, the idea of doing it two days in a row was hard to imagine. His body still ached from being thoroughly explored the day before, with soreness all over. It wasn’t the same kind of pain from last time when he felt torn inside, but it still hurt. If they did it today, the aftermath might be even worse than before.Mukyeom tapped the steering wheel with his fingers, waiting for Hajoon’s response in silence. But Hajoon couldn’t bring himself to agree. Then Mukyeom broke the silence.“Are you good with your mouth?”At first, Hajoon didn’t understand what he meant, but he slowly grasped the action Mukyeom was referring to.Well, he had never done it before, so he didn’t know if he was good or not. For the same reason, he wasn’t confident. While he remained silent, Mukyeom laughed and placed his hand on Hajoon’s nape. The sensation of the hand moving from bottom to top gave him goosebumps.“Doing it with your mouth won’t get us caught.”Mukyeom applied pressure with the hand on Hajoon’s neck, subtly pulling his face down. Hajoon leaned forward, placing his hand on Mukyeom’s thigh. Mukyeom unzipped his pants and pulled out what was inside his briefs. The erection, which Hajoon had rubbed and observed with gel-slicked hands the night before, was already standing.Had it gotten hard just from the thought of having sex with him, even without doing anything yet?Thinking about it made Hajoon happy, and he felt guilty for not being able to fulfill Mukyeom’s request. It was always exciting and intriguing to confirm that Mukyeom was sexually aroused by him.He had never done it before, but there’s a first time for everything. Kissing and sex were things he had never done before Mukyeom. Silently, Hajoon touched Mukyeom’s erection, taking hold of its shaft. Even with one large hand, it was thick enough that his hand couldn’t fully encircle it, and it extended well beyond his palm.Hajoon glanced up at Mukyeom’s face. Mukyeom looked back at him with a composed expression, not directing or rushing, seeming to say, ‘Do as you like.’ After a moment of hesitation, Hajoon bent down to take the glans into his mouth.“Hmm.”Mukyeom made a pleased sound.Hajoon paused for a moment before awkwardly moving his head up and down, sucking on the thick glans and the shaft below. Because it was so large, just opening his mouth wide to take it in was already a challenge. It was hard to move with it in his mouth.After a while of trying to move his head, his mouth and jaw began to ache. Saliva dripped from his open mouth, making both his chin and Mukyeom’s erection wet, but Mukyeom’s member remained hard without any sign of release. Hajoon’s back and waist ached from bending over from the passenger seat to the driver’s side, leaving him feeling at a loss. Perhaps it would be easier to lie down and receive him.“How long do you plan on doing it like this?”Perhaps having the same thought, Mukyeom’s amused voice came from above. Sigh. Hajoon released what he had in his mouth, taking a breath. The saliva-covered erection brushed against his cheek. Mukyeom, holding his erection, rubbed it against Hajoon’s cheek and swollen lips, teasingly saying,“I expected it since you don’t kiss, but your blowjob skills are just so-so. I told you, you seem better from behind.”Mukyeom criticized and taunted simultaneously while moving his other hand to stroke the back of Hajoon’s head.Was it because he didn’t kiss that he wouldn’t do this? Hajoon pondered this, gaining a bit of insight into the question he had last night. Feeling the pressure on his head, he took the erection back into his mouth. Despite Mukyeom’s critique, there was a note of contentment in his voice.“Today I’ll help, so show me improved skills next time, Coach Lee. You’re a coach, after all.”“Hng.”Mukyeom, finishing his words, pushed Hajoon’s head down. The thick, long erection scraped against the roof of his mouth, reaching just before his throat. Hajoon, who hadn’t thought beyond just holding it in his mouth like a candy, was more surprised than struggling, gripping Mukyeom’s thigh tightly.When Mukyeom relaxed his grip, Hajoon lifted his head to suck, and then Mukyeom would push his head back down, making him take it deep.“Ugh, mmm, uh.”Hajoon, holding his breath, tried to open his mouth wider to take in the heavy flesh, gasping to swallow it further. His eyes welled up reflexively, and his face quickly reddened from the struggle to breathe normally.The erection felt even more substantial than when it was inside him from behind. The veins protruding from the shaft scratched against his tongue, palate, and mucous membranes, reminding him of last night’s intimacy, making him feel ashamed even though no one was scolding him.Meanwhile, with wet, sloppy sounds, Mukyeom’s erection continued to move in and out of his mouth. Initially, the glans would bump against the back of his throat, but it gradually began to slide deeper into his throat before pulling out. It was a very strange feeling, unlike swallowing or vomiting food, even though it was moving in and out from behind. Mukyeom’s voice above, sounding slightly impressed, came through.“You learn fast, though?”Really? Am I doing it right?Wondering if he was performing well, Hajoon felt the hand on his nape patting him like a compliment. But soon, the speed of the erection moving in and out of his wet mouth increased, and Hajoon’s muffled moans and breaths grew quicker.“Hng, mmm, hng, hng.”He couldn’t even think about licking or sucking; he was just trying to keep his mouth open wide and press his tongue down to avoid gagging every time it thrust in. Deeper, even deeper. His head was filled with the thought of properly swallowing what was penetrating his mouth.“Ha.”With a short exhale, hot liquid spread inside Hajoon’s mouth. At the same time, the tension in Hajoon’s neck and jaw, which had been gripping the thick member, relaxed.The ejaculation didn’t end quickly. Hajoon kept his mouth over the pulsating erection, quietly waiting for Mukyeom to finish. In reality, it might have only been minutes since they started, but it felt like hours.Finally, when the pulsing in his mouth stopped, Hajoon, completely drained, let the erection slip from between his lips, dropping his face onto Mukyeom’s thigh. Even though he had tried to contain it, some semen smeared and dripped from the glans onto his cheek.Since he was a man, the smell of semen wasn’t new to him, but the sensation of having it in his mouth was entirely different. As Hajoon swallowed it, Mukyeom suddenly lifted his chin, making him look up.“You swallowed it?”“…Yeah.”Was that wrong?Feeling like he might have made a mistake, Hajoon blinked with his face in Mukyeom’s large hand, while Mukyeom, looking slightly amused, muttered to himself.“At times like this, should I say you’re skilled or cool?”It seemed like he wasn’t supposed to swallow it. Feeling a bit tense, Hajoon looked up at Mukyeom with a blank expression.“Stay still.”Mukyeom took out what looked like a new handkerchief from the glove compartment and gently wiped Hajoon’s cheek. The handkerchief felt luxurious and soft to the touch, making Hajoon wonder if it was okay to wipe semen with it, but he didn’t say anything, worried he might seem petty.After cleaning Hajoon’s cheek, Mukyeom slid his hand under Hajoon’s body, lifting him up to sit properly in the seat. Hajoon felt Mukyeom’s firm arm against him. Compared to his playing days, he had become slimmer, but Hajoon’s body hadn’t changed much. He had always been diligent with stamina training since his player days, but his natural muscle quality was different from Mukyeom’s. He could never achieve an arm like Mukyeom’s, no matter how hard he tried.“How does it taste?”“…It smells like pool water.”At that, Mukyeom laughed out loud. Hajoon watched his laughing profile in a daze. Mukyeom’s face when he laughed with his teeth showing was impossibly handsome. He had seen that face twice today already.Even when expressionless, his face looked slightly angry, solid, transforming into a fierce beast when chasing a ball, yet now it softened, not losing any masculinity, with the corners of his mouth lifting beside his angular jawline. If he could make Mukyeom laugh like that every time, the soreness in his lips and jaw was nothing.“Shall we go?”“Yeah.”The car started moving. After the unexpected act, Hajoon felt drained and stared blankly out the window.The car, which had driven through a secluded area, soon entered a major road, eventually stopping in front of the public housing complex where Hajoon lived. After parking on the shoulder, Mukyeom said nothing. Hajoon hesitated, unsure when to get out, and finally said goodbye.“See you tomorrow.”“Yeah.”After giving a simple wave to Mukyeom, who acknowledged his greeting, Hajoon opened the car door when suddenly he heard a shout.“Brother!”Hajoon hadn’t even thought to close the door when he turned to face the girl running towards him, calling his name. Min-kyung, with feet as fast as one would expect from the sibling of a former footballer, was soon by his side, smiling brightly. Feeling like he had been caught in an affair, Hajoon quickly composed himself before asking,“School ended early?”“There was an event for teachers, so we had a shortened class today.”As she spoke, Min-kyung naturally turned her face towards the car that hadn’t left yet, meeting eyes with Mukyeom in the driver’s seat. Her eyes widened, and she pointed at him, shouting,“Oh, Kim Mukyeom!”Hajoon quickly pulled down Min-kyung’s hand at the raw, unfiltered way she called out without using titles like ‘player’ or ‘Mr.’ Fortunately, Mukyeom didn’t frown but casually waved back, leaning against the steering wheel.“Hi.”“H-Hello.”“You should finish saying goodbye to your brother. Can you go in first?”“Oh, yes, yes! I will!”Despite saying that, Min-kyung blinked, seemingly amazed to see a top-tier star right in front of her house, not at a stadium or on TV. Even though her brother was a footballer, his fame couldn’t compare to Kim Mukyeom’s. But soon, she bowed her head in greeting.“Have a good day, and good luck! City Seoul! Greenford! Korea! Fighting!”Waving, Min-kyung then ran towards the apartment’s front gate. As she stirred up the atmosphere like a whirlwind and disappeared, Mukyeom commented,“She’s lively.”“Yeah. She’s good at studying too.”“You seem close.”“Well, there’s a big age gap between us.”Mukyeom looked at Hajoon intently before asking out of the blue,“Does your sister usually wake you up in the morning?”It was an unexpected question. Surprised, Hajoon asked back with wide eyes,“How did you know? She’s basically in charge of waking me up.”Mukyeom nodded as if he had expected it. Hajoon noticed a strange satisfaction on Mukyeom’s face but couldn’t figure out why. Mukyeom straightened up to say goodbye.“I’m going. See you tomorrow.”“Yeah, thanks for the ride.”As soon as Hajoon closed the door, the car drove off. Watching it leave, Hajoon turned and entered the apartment complex. Now alone, the emotions that were truly his began to surface slowly.The intensity from the sudden oral sex in the car mixed with the surprise from Min-kyung’s appearance, creating a confusing, almost dizzying sensation in front of Hajoon’s eyes. It might have been due to the weather starting to get warmer.On his way home, Hajoon stopped and sat on a public bench in the complex. He felt he needed to gather his thoughts before going inside. The scent of lilacs from the garden filled the air. The lilac season was almost over.When he was young, back when his father was alive, they lived in a house with an old, large lilac tree in the garden. His father loved gardening, so moving to an apartment without a yard would have been unthinkable during those times. Even now, lilacs were Hajoon’s favorite flower.When he saved enough money from his playing days to move out of the cramped single room, the reason they chose this old apartment was not only for the reasonable price but also because of the many lilac trees within the complex.His heart, which had been fluttering and tangled, settled down with the deep scent of spring flowers, wrapping it in a sweet layer of excitement.It must be because I like it.Hajoon concluded that.