I’m Obsessed With the Suspect - Chapter 4
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4
Today, as always, Cheong-a was vigorously pushing her mop when a pair of large dress shoes stopped at the end of her line of sight.
“Huh?”
Her head followed up from the toes, looking endlessly upward.
Above the black shoes were neatly pressed dress pants. And from mid-thigh up, a white coat. It took quite a while to reach the fierce eyes of the man standing with his arms deeply crossed.
Cheong-a wasn’t particularly short either.
Min Yoo-shin standing before her was tall enough that she had to crane her neck up to look at him.
“Oh my, hello, Professor. Yesterday when you suddenly… collapsed, you don’t know how startled I was. Hohoho. Your body… is okay, right?”
At Cheong-a’s awkward laughter, Min Yoo-shin’s brow above his mask furrowed even more.
“Ah, thanks to you, I almost became something else.”
“Um… That was an unfortunate accident…”
Her two hands gripping the mop tightened with force.
It was truly regrettable that she had struck a very inappropriate area.
But it wasn’t intentional.
Moreover, she couldn’t apologize and be dragged around by someone who might be connected to the Cheongwha Faction.
After thinking for a moment, Cheong-a decided to throw the first punch.
“But, Professor, do you perhaps… remember?”
“What should I remember about being suddenly attacked?”
“No, yesterday when you suddenly called my name, I was really shocked. I thought, do I know this person… Hohoho.”
Cheong-a deliberately made light conversation while tucking her hair behind her ear.
She wanted to subtly probe whether Yushin had called her name and if he was really connected to the Cheongwha Faction.
Then Min Yoo-shin’s hands plunged deep into his coat pockets.
His slowly lowering gaze turned toward Cheong-a’s name tag. What followed was a laugh that sounded incredulous.
“Name? I called out Ms. Park Bokseon’s name while collapsing? It’s not like I got shot in the head.”
Park. Bok. Seon.
With each syllable he spat out in pieces, Cheong-a’s gaze dropped lower.
To Yushin’s chest, then to his navel, and finally from his toes to the floor.
Ah, right.
I’m Park Bokseon.
The amusement disappeared from Yushin’s eyes as he watched Cheong-a’s troubled face. A frosty atmosphere instantly settled between them.
“What I remember is that our lady here is surprisingly good at emergency treatment.”
An awkward silence flowed for a moment.
“You found the pulse right away. Did you learn that somewhere?”
“Ah, ah. That, when I was hired, basic safety training…”
“You were quick at checking pupils too.”
“That was, YouTube…?”
“Ha, YouTube.”
Under Yushin’s interrogation, Cheong-a’s voice grew smaller and smaller. It was because she wasn’t confident with lies. The sound of Yushin’s snort echoed from above her head.
Cheong-a wanted to act nonchalant, but it seemed impossible.
‘What! What? Was he pretending to be unconscious?’
She was already screaming inside.
“Then,”
Yushin’s dress shoes, which had been aimed at the floor, stepped closer. And his outstretched hand grabbed Cheong-a’s chin.
“…?”
When Yushin bent his wrist upward, Cheong-a’s head lifted. Their gazes met directly.
“Was touching my genitals also emergency treatment you learned from YouTube?”
“…”
“Why can’t you answer this one?”
Her lips parted at her captured chin, moving slightly. But even with a hundred mouths, there was nothing to say about this.
Cheong-a couldn’t even think to push away Yushin’s hand and only turned her gaze away.
In her peripheral vision, she could see Yushin’s fiercely narrowed brow.
“Tsk.”
Yushin just clicked his tongue once and released her chin.
No other words followed. Yushin walked past her.
“…?”
Cheong-a frantically turned her head to watch his retreating figure.
What?
It was strange, really.
He remembered her grabbing his lower body, but why didn’t he ask about checking his wallet?
Wasn’t that the most important thing to confirm?
‘Suspicious. Totally suspicious.’
Cheong-a quietly followed behind the disappearing Yushin.
With his large frame and long legs, his stride was quite long. It seemed like he’d barely taken a few steps, but he was already walking into his research lab far away.
Cheong-a glanced around her surroundings.
The corridor was quiet today too, with no one coming or going.
There was CCTV at the end of the corridor, but if she stood with her back to the direction the door opened, her face wouldn’t be caught.
‘Good. Let me just check what he’s doing for a moment.’
She quickly approached Yushin’s research lab.
And just as she was carefully holding her breath and about to put her face to the door.
Clang.
The suddenly opened door filled her entire field of vision. Cheong-a reflexively stepped back to avoid it, but it was too late.
With a bang, the iron door struck Cheong-a’s forehead hard.
Her vision flashed instantly, and her center of gravity shifted backward.
“Ugh!”
The moment she thought “Huh?”, her vision flipped toward the ceiling.
She came to her senses just before her head was about to hit the floor.
But her body reacted faster than her thoughts.
Cheong-a instinctively spread both arms wide, relaxed her entire body, and took a falling position.
Thud-!
Both palms and her entire forearms hit the floor, sending a stinging shock up her arms.
When she blinked and opened her eyes, Yushin’s face filled her vision.
“Why, why…!”
She had no idea when he, who had been holding the door handle, had approached her so quickly. Cheong-a blinked up at him.
Yushin seemed flustered as he roughly pulled down his mask and moved his lips. His gaze quickly scanned over Cheong-a as he spoke in a worried voice.
“Why were you standing here… getting hurt, damn it?”
Cheong-a sat up abruptly.
“Oh my, I-“
She was about to say “I’m fine.”
But Cheong-a had to stop speaking and stare up at Yushin.
“…Just now. What? What did you say?”
Her forehead was burning hot.
Both the words “I’m fine” and “it hurts” had long since scattered from her mind.
‘Did he just scold me with that voice, that expression, asking why I was standing here and got hurt?’
This bastard. Is he a sociopath?
When she blinked once in bewilderment, something warm began flowing down her brow.
And the familiar smell of blood brushed her nose.
Yushin’s expression crumpled a bit more seriously.
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Had she briefly lost consciousness?
Or had she simply lost her reason from being furious?
She wasn’t sure exactly what happened, but when Cheong-a came to her senses, she was inside Yushin’s Research Lab.
She was sitting on the sofa, and the smell of disinfectant was strong near her forehead.
On the table were blood-stained gauze and several first aid tools.
“What are you doing right now?”
“…Shh.”
Yushin’s hands moved busily before her eyes.
His sleeves were slightly rolled up, revealing his firm wrists, and his tendons moved subtly each time he applied disinfectant.
Only then did Cheong-a realize she was being treated.
Cheong-a’s gaze slowly moved up to Yushin’s face.
‘Wow, but he’s so handsome. Is it okay for a doctor to be this good-looking? He’s a handsome man who looks like he has countless stories. Ah, it stings. But why is his personality sociopathic? …Well, if he’s connected to the Cheongwha Faction, he can’t be normal. …What a waste. His face. Really, if his nose were just a little prettier, I’d believe he was a celebrity. No wait. Should he have gotten braces first? Hmm. Still, it’s impressive….’
Cheong-a’s gaze couldn’t leave Yushin’s unmasked face. As she was doing so, she saw wrinkles form deeply between Yushin’s brows.
“….”
His smooth yet sharp eyes, like they were drawn with a blade, moved smoothly to meet Cheong-a’s gaze.
“Got something to say?”
Only then did Cheong-a realize she had been staring intently at Yushin.
Even with her mouth half open.
“Uh….”
Flustered, she quickly rolled her eyes to scan the room.
And made an excuse in a very awkward voice.
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