Chapter 18: Do you want a hug, Hyung?
Honestly, the tears that rolled down my eyes weren't faked. For some reason, my chest felt tight and the thought of these men actually coming to treat me like the way they treated Jo-Pil in the original novel made me scared.
I was a good kid in the real world who didn't cause trouble because I was scared of getting caught in some crossfire. I was cautious in my dealings and did not mess with people who I shouldn't mess with.
Getting hit hurt a lot. The one and only time I had been hit in the face was in high school, and that did not end well.
From then on, I dreaded getting hit. So, dreaming about living the life of someone who always gets hit scared the shit out of me.
I would rather they come to love me and treat me gently, even if I have to spread my legs in the end.
I didn't even need to worry. By the time I wake up from this dream, it would all be over, so it was best not to invite a beating while I was still here since I could feel pain as though it were my real body.
Min-Cheol stared at me, stunned. I didn't know if he was stunned at my words or if he was stunned at seeing me cry but whichever it was, I hoped I could garner sympathy from him.
It would be better if he pitied me like I was a helpless creature.
Normally, one should be ashamed to be crying so pathetically in front of their junior, but what good is one's pride if it leads to one's downfall?
My safety and well-being came first.
And it's not like I could control the tears either. They were falling on their own as a form to express how scared I was.