MY CHILDHOOD FRIEND, BEOMSEOK LEE.
WE MET WHEN WE WERE SEVEN.
AT KINDERGARTEN, BEOMSEOK ALWAYS LOOKED A LITTLE GRUBBY.
I HEARD HE DOESN'T HAVE A MOM.
NO, HE DOESN'T HAVE A DAD.
WAIT, SO HE'S GOT NEITHER?
BEOMSEOK'S SO GROSS. HE MUST NEVER TAKE A BATH.
HE ALWAYS HAD THAT SULLEN, DEPRESSING LOOK ON HIS FACE...
...AS IF THE RUMORS AT SCHOOL WERE ACTUALLY TRUE.
IT WASN'T HIS MOM OR DAD WHO PICKED HIM UP. IT WAS HIS SISTER IN A SCHOOL UNIFORM.
WE LIVED IN THE SAME APARTMENT COMPLEX.
AND BEOMSEOK WAS ALWAYS ALONE AT THE PLAYGROUND.
HEY, WHY ARE YOU ALWAYS BY YOURSELF?
HE'D BEEN ON MY MIND, SO I DECIDED TO GO TALK TO HIM.
BECAUSE I'M ALONE.
THAT WAS THE FIRST TIME I HEARD BEOMSEOK'S VOICE.
HAVE YOU EATEN?
EVEN A KID COULD TELL HE NEEDED LOOKING AFTER.
I FELT SORRY FOR HIM.
COME EAT AT MY PLACE.
SOMEWHERE ALONG THE WAY, BEOMSEOK AND I BECAME INSEPARABLE.
WE'D EAT TOGETHER.
WE'D WALK TO SCHOOL TOGETHER.
IF HIS PARENTS WERE OUT LATE, HE'D SLEEP OVER AT MY PLACE.
THEY SAY THERE'S THIS HUGE, ENDLESS UNIVERSE BEYOND EARTH.
HEY, DO YOU THINK ALIENS ARE REAL?
THEN TO THEM, WE'D BE THE ALIENS.
WHOAH, THAT'S TRUE. YOU'RE SO SMART!
NOW, WITHOUT HIM AROUND, I'D GET BORED.
HE PROBABLY FELT THE SAME.
BECAUSE HE'D ALWAYS SMILE WHEN HE WAS WITH ME.
HEY, CLASS 4 KIDS ARE FIGHTING AGAIN.
WHO IS IT?
IS BEOMSEOK CRYING AGAIN?
BEOMSEOK WAS A CRYBABY.
IF YOU BULLY HIM AGAIN, YOU'RE ALL DEAD MEAT!
PUNKS! YOU DON'T EVEN HAVE ARMPIT HAIR YET!!!
WANNA KEEP MESSING AROUND? HUH?
YOU THINK I'M JOKING?!
WAAAH...
DAHYE, YOU'RE SCARIER...
HE WAS SHORTER THAN ME AND LOST EVERY FIGHT.
HEY, DUMMY. IF THEY PICK ON YOU AGAIN, PUNCH THEM RIGHT UNDER THE NOSE.
URK.
THEN THROW OFF THEIR BALANCE.
AND IF YOU CHOKE THEM LIKE THIS, YOU WIN. EVERY TIME.
OKAY, OKAY. LET GO.
MMM... YOU HAVE THAT CORN CHIP PAW SMELL.
DON'T SHOWER, OKAY?
WHAT AM I, A DOG?!
BUT ONCE WE STARTED MIDDLE SCHOOL, HE WENT FROM GLOOMY TO RESERVED...
...AND HIS WHINY VOICE DROPPED LOWER AND LOWER.
AND OF COURSE, HE SHOT RIGHT PAST ME IN HEIGHT.
WHAT SHOULD WE GET FOR DINNER?
AT FIRST, IT GOT UNDER MY SKIN. BEOMSEOK USED TO BE LIKE MY LITTLE KEYCHAIN.
WANNA GO GET THE TTEOKBOKKI COMBO?
HEY, DON'T HOLD MY HAND ANYMORE.
IF YOU ASKED ME WHEN I STARTED LIKING HIM, I HONESTLY COULDN'T SAY....
WHY?
THE OTHER KIDS GIVE US WEIRD LOOKS.
...BECAUSE WE WERE ALWAYS TOGETHER.
WOW, DAHYE, YOU'VE REALLY LOST YOUR BITE.
YOU EVEN CARE ABOUT WHAT OTHERS THINK NOW.
NOW IT'S NOT JUST THAT I GET RESTLESS WITHOUT HIM. I CAN'T BE WITHOUT HIM AT ALL.
YOU HAVE A DEATH WISH?
DOESN'T EVEN HURT ANYMORE, HAHA.
NOTHING IN THE UNIVERSE COULD EVER FILL UP THE SPACE BEOMSEOK TAKES UP IN MY LIFE.
BEOMSEOK.
HEEEY, BEOMSEOK.
WHATCHA DOING?
I'M BORED. HANG OUT WITH ME.
BEOMSEOK.
WON'T EVEN LOOK AT ME.
WHATCHA WATCHING?
WORLDS.
YOU WOULDN'T KNOW EVEN IF I TOLD YOU.
WHAT IS IT? LEMME SEE.
OH, COME ON!
WHY? I JUST WANNA PUT SOME MUSIC ON.
HEY NOW, DAHYE.
RULE ONE. NEVER MESS WITH A GUY'S LAPTOP.
WHAT, GOT A SECRET VIDEO STASH OR SOMETHING?
YOU KNOW ME.
TRASHY.
OUCH. THAT STINGS.
EVERY GUY WATCHES PORN, DAHYE.
JUST BECAUSE YOU WATCH IT DOESN'T MEAN EVERYONE DOES!
I MEAN, GENERALLY SPEAKING.
YOU LIKE TTEOKBOKKI, RIGHT?
YEAH, SO WHAT.
BEFORE YOUR PERIOD, YOU WHINE ABOUT CRAVING SWEETS, RIGHT?
YOUR APPETITE GOES NUTS.
H-HOW DO YOU EVEN KNOW THAT?
WHY WOULDN'T I?
WE'RE TOGETHER ALL THE TIME.
YOU...
YOU SICK PERV...
WHAT I'M SAYING IS...
IT'S KIND OF LIKE YOUR APPETITE.
MY SEX DRIVE, I MEAN.
YOU PERV!!!
OW, WHY'D YOU HIT ME?
HEY,
HOW WOULD YOU FEEL IF I CALLED YOU A PERV JUST FOR LIKING TTEOKBOKKI?
HOW IS THAT THE SAME??!!
NOT THE SAME, BUT SIMILAR.
DOESN'T MEAN I CAN JUST GRAB ANYONE AND DO IT, RIGHT?
W-WHAT.
I DON'T EVEN HAVE A GIRLFRIEND RIGHT NOW.
W-WHA, W-WHA--
...YOU.
HAVE YOU... DONE IT?
K-KISSED SOMEONE, I MEAN.
KIDS DON'T NEED TO KNOW.
I'M GOING HOME.
DAHYE, DROP THE INNOCENT ACT. YOU KNOW ENOUGH.
I'M GOING!!
AWW.
WHY'RE YOU MAD AGAIN?
I DUNNO!
I DON'T TALK TO PERVS!
THAT REALLY HURTS, YOU KNOW.
DIDN'T YOU SAY YOU WANTED TTEOKBOKKI?
QUIT IT WITH THE TTEOK TALK!!
OKAY, OKAY.
THEN LET'S GET MALATANG.
DON'T TOUCH ME!!!!
DAHYE JUNG, SERIOUSLY?
WAY TO OVERREACT.
HOW AM I OVERREACTING?
I HAVE A TYPE TOO, YOU KNOW.
THIS IS UNFAIR TO ME.
W-WHAT...
WHAT'S YOUR TYPE?
CURVY.
THAT'S NOT YOU THOUGH, HAHA.
C-CURVY.
Y-YOU...!
YOU.
HEY, YOU JERK, HAVE YOU EVEN SEEN ANYTHING?!
YOU HAVEN'T!!
HOW WOULD YOU KNOW IF I'M CURVY OR NOT?!
JEEZ, DAHYE, ARE YOU NUTS?
IT HURTS, SERIOUSLY!
DON'T ACT LIKE YOU KNOW... WHAT DO YOU EVEN KNOW ABOUT CURVY AND ALL THAT?!
I DON'T NEED TO SEE TO KNOW! YOURS ARE ALL PADDING, ANYWAY... OW!
OW, SERIOUSLY... YOU'RE STUPID STRONG!!
LIKING SOMEONE IS A TIRING CURSE.
A ONE-SIDED CRUSH. IT'S LIKE THIS DAMN YELLOW DUST. YOU KNOW IT'S THERE, BUT YOU BREATHE IT IN ANYWAY.
HMPH.
EVEN KNOWING I SHOULDN'T, I CAN'T STOP.
MY NAME IS DAHYE JUNG. I'M NINETEEN.
TODAY MAKES FIVE YEARS AND ONE HUNDRED TWENTY DAYS OF HAVING A ONE-SIDED CRUSH ON MY CHILDHOOD FRIEND, BEOMSEOK LEE.
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WAAAH!
ARGH...
WHAAA... HIC. NGH. ARGH... NGH, UGH.
MOM, SHOULDN'T WE CALL AN EXORCIST?
SHE SOUNDS POSSESSED.
ALL THOSE HOME-COOKED MEALS, AND LOOK WHAT A LITTLE CUCKOO I RAISED.
DON'T FEED HER. SHE'S GOT TOO MUCH ENERGY AS IT IS.
LEAVE HER ALONE AND LET HER EAT. EVEN TANTRUMS TAKE ENERGY.
AAAAGH!!!
WAAAH!!!!!!!!
ARGH... I'M SO ANNOYED... SO ANNOYED!!
IF YOU LOOK CLOSELY, I'M HAVE CURVES TOO, BEOMSEOK, YOU IDIOT!!
SNIFF...
PASSED OUT FROM CRYING
"HAVE YOU DONE IT?"
"KIDS DON'T NEED TO KNOW."
"I'M CURIOUS TOO. WHAT'S IT LIKE?"
"WANT ME TO SHOW YOU?"
"YEAH."
"CLOSE YOUR EYES."
GASP!
OH, WHAT DO I DO...
I MUST BE CRAZY...
I'M IN HEAT OR SOMETHING...
I-I'M TRASH. A PERVERT.
Hate Girl Chapter 1 follows Da-Hye Jung as she recalls her childhood bond with Beom-Seok Lee and realizes it has become a painful one-sided crush. She remembers meeting lonely seven-year-old Beom-Seok, inviting him to eat, walking to school together, and protecting the crybaby boy in fights. After he grows taller and distant in middle school, she falls for him completely. Their teasing fight over his laptop, porn, appetite, and his curvy ideal type ends with her storming home furious and ashamed of her feelings.
