Tensegrity

“Hyung! Wait a moment!”

“You crazy bastard. Why am I your brother?”

As he rushed in, Junkyung shouted furiously. Min Hyun-Woo, who retreated, gestured and shouted for time.

“Wait, Ho Jun-kyung!”

Junkyung’s expression distorted at the witty teasing.

“What do you want me to do, really!”

Jun-Kyung glared at him with his fists raised. The guy who had kept the distance for a long time faltered.

“Don’t appear in front of me from now. I won’t go easy”.

It was a serious warning. Even Min Hyun-woo kept his mouth shut, as if he knew the threat was real.

“Why do you hate me?” Min Hyun-Woo flinched as Jun-Kyung stared at him with fierce eyes.

“You can at least let me know. I need a reason to give up”. Hyun-Woo added words.

“Reason? If you’re like me, would you date a dog who attacks a person who’s an unconscious person after drinking?”

“That’s ….actually, you were in too.”

“Okay,how can I believe you? I can’t remember!”

“I like you!”

“That’s one big talk. Crazy bastard, you’re a traitor, a criminal, and a rapist under the law, you know?”

Jun-kyung was once again angered by the stupidity of considering such a bastard as a friend.

“You can date me. If you date, then it’s all over, isn’t it?”

Wow. Jun-Kyung was instantly stunned by the logic of dogs that exceeded his imagination.

“I am good enough. Hyung also has a certain amount of feelings for me. That’s why you didn’t report it even though you said something about a crime.”

The reason he couldn’t raise his fist on the smiling face was because his body had hardened due to the shock of the completely inhuman behavior.

Why didn’t he report it? If he reports it, would your life be in a complete gutter? How dare an ordinary person file a criminal complaint against the precious son of a great conglomerate. There is even no solid evidence.

Min Hyun-woo. This crazy bastard was a different species that could not be understood by ordinary people. Junkyung thought of the only way to distort the face of that bastard.

“Would you like to get involved with an unemployed bastard who skips around with his parents’ money?”

Jun-Kyung continued to add, “Handsome, wealthy, everything is good. But your face ends when you get old. After that, if you are keeping up with the current lifestyle, you will get ugly a lot faster. Money? Is that your money? It’s your parents’ money.”

To be honest, face and money were not the reasons. Jun-Kyung just doesn’t like alphas. Hehate himself as Omega too. He wants to exclude himself from the topic altogether.

Instead of telling the truth, Jun-kyung attacked Min Hyun-woo’s vulnerability.

The smile vanished from his sullen face. Min Hyeon-woo, who was stabbed in a painful corner, only clenched his teeth and could not refute it.

Jun-Kyung wants to say more. A guy who doesn’t even eat the lunch box that his mother provides and goes fishing in the mountains to the sea.

“A childish kid like you who calls his mom if things don’t go his way, that’s not my style at all”.

“What’s your style then?”

Jealousy and anger lurked in the eyes where mischief had disappeared. Min Hyun-woo’s hands were clench. A tendon protruded over the back of his hand, which was red from being caught in the doorknob.

Style? He had never thought about it. It was natural since he doesn’t want to get involved with an alpha.

To be honest, he prefers women who focus on men rather than focusing on the identity as Omegas. Appearance and personality are secondary issues as long as they are not particularly annoying.

However, such an easygoing attitude will not work for Min Hyun-woo, who rushes without thinking back and forth. It was better to present a huge opponent that cannot be overcome.

A certain character came to his mind. “If I have to say, Executive Director Min?”

As expected, the answer was quite shocking. Min Hyun-woo unwrapped his fist. His expression also loosened. His eyes trembled.

“Lie.”

“Really. If I don’t like him, would we eat together? We ate at the hotel restaurant before.”

It wasn’t a complete lie, just with a little seasoning.

“Why didn’t you answer the phone?”

Jun-Kyung gave the unbeliever a confirmed kill. There was a big gap in the guy’s eyes. “Then what about Hyunseung hyung?  Did you do it with Hyunseung hyung…did you?”

“It’s childish of you to ask such a question. That’s why you’re not my style and that’s why I don’t want to get involved with you, you know?”

Jun-kyung, who hit hard, turned around whether Min Hyeon-woo could digest the shock or not. He snatched the jacket he had thrown away, went straight to the car, and climbed into the driver’s seat. The smell of sesame oil was already strong in the car.

“You act like a dog to the end”.

He expected to meet him someday, but it was not as adult as he imagined all night. Throughout the quarrel and physical fight, from beginning to end, Min Hyun-woo and Jun-kyung himself were childish. Embarrassed, his face was pale.

Let’s take a break for two months, no, a month, no, no, for two weeks, and call madam right away for replacement. 

As soon as he got home, a message from Hyun-Woo arrived.

[Hyung, I really like you. What do you want me to do?]

A double curse came out. He wishes he knew how to get around Hyun-Woo Min. Jun-Kyung wasn’t supposed to be polite, so he sent a quick reply.

[Then will you die for me?]

Then, Jun-Kyung blocked him immediately and forgot about it.

Two days later, Min Hyun-woo disappeared in the East Sea. He went out but only his empty fishing boat came back.

Only the shoes were recovered after an extensive search with the maritime police for a week. Three days later, a mortuary without the body was established.

1. Present

Director Min’s strange requests continued one after another, but Junkyung stopped thinking and decided to just follow.

Allen showed up with an employee dragging four hangers. The 2-meter wide wheeled hanger that is commonly seen in stores is full of casual tops and bottoms, jackets and vests that cover all materials and designs.

The fashion expert, who dealt only with VIPs, didn’t have enough four heavy tanks, so he brought an ammunition bag large enough to fit a person, and it was full of men’s bags and accessories.

While spreading the equipment he brought with him in the middle of the living room, Executive Director Min continued to sit at the table and focus on his laptop.

Director Min thoroughly ignored the man who was dressed all in black, with a celebrity-like haircut, and wearing unique glasses that makes you wonder why you are wearing them.

Allen ignorantly put two big albums on the table and finished the preparations. An employee no more visible than Allen stood by between the hangers.

Allen stood respectfully in front of Executive Director Min.

Director Min said, “Don’t look at me, look at Junkyung because that person is the one wearing it. Don’t worry about the price.”

Allen turned around with no sign of displeasure at the command he gave without even giving a glance, but rather, smiling broadly, he looked like a musical actor.

“Hello, my name is Allen Choi. Please call me Allen”.

“My name is Junkyung Ho.”

“It is an honor to meet you, Jun-kyung.”

Without a moment of awkwardness, Allen asked questions with his rhythmic movements and tone.

“You need clothes to wear right now? What do you usually wear?”

Jun-Kyung answered honestly. Allen blinked with a smile of hospitality the whole time. He had a lot to say and seemed to be patient. He closely watched what Jun-Kyung had shopped.

“You seem to have only sporty items. Then I’d like to recommend comfortable material with a basic design.”

The opinion of the experts was different. The first thing Alan brought out was dense and soft blue knit and cream cotton pants.

It’s okay to change the top, but it was difficult to change the bottom right away. Allen’s staff was a woman. Even if there were only men, it was not good to be naked among people who were not  close.

As Jun-Kyung was about to go to the nearby bedroom with his clothes on, Executive Director Min, who had been working all the time, suddenly lifted his head.

“Where are you going?”

“I’m going to change clothes.”

“I can’t see you there”.

“Yes? But I need to change”.

Jun-Kyung paused, pointing his thumb over his shoulder to the bedroom. At the same time, his gaze turned to Allen.  Allen looked a little flustered.

“You can change your clothes here.”

“But…”

What kind of bullshit? Unbeknownst to him, Jun-Kyung looked at Executive Director Min without realizing it. And he quickly turned his eyes away. The eye laser has 20% left before its maximum output. It wasn’t to the point of being burned to death right away, but it was scary enough to be frightening.

The quick-witted employee turned his back. Conscious of Director Min, Allen drew a hanger and set it up like a screen. It was manageable to change.

“Oh, your shoulders are wider than I thought. It should be one size bigger than this. How about the pants?”

“It’s fine. It’s easy to move around.”

“Hmm. It would be nice if it fit a little more. You have straight legs, so if the pants were one size smaller, it would be prettier.”

What fashion expert. Jun-Kyung doesn’t know why he’s asking if he’s going to do his way anyway.

“What about you, Executive Director Min? Is this the right style?”

“Not bad.” Executive Director Min answered without looking. Allen’s expression brightened a little perhaps because it was a good answer.

After that, Jun-kyung tried on almost all the clothes Allan brought while measuring the fit. Whenever Allen commented on the dimensions, the staff quickly recorded it on the pad.

In the process, Jun-kyung’s role was to answer like a live mannequin to the question “How are you?” that Allen asks in a dry voice, “It’s good.”

He got tired of putting on and taking off his clothes for about two hours. At the end, whether the female employee saw it or not, he sat down on the sofa wearing only black underwear and was half engrossed.

You told me to not work out, does this not count as exercise?

All the way through the fitting, Jun-Kyung answered “good” like a machine and Jun-Kyung was secretly angry with Director Min who kept repeating “It’s okay” whatever the outfit.

Finally, he received tops and bottoms that Allen gave put them on without sincerity. He was in dark blue slacks and an off-white shirt. He just buttoned one in the middle of the shirt, and Allen did the rest. He tucked his hem into his trousers, rolled up his sleeves slightly and unbuttoned two of his neck buttons. The answer to the question “How are you?” was “It’s good.”

After Allen said something cryptic, the staff pulled out a bright leather belt from the prop carrier. The shoes were comfortable sneakers.

“Junkyung, how about changing your hairstyle a little?”

“My hair?”

“Yeah, it’s too formal now, so your impression is hard. Don’t flip it over. If you put it down like this…”

Allen scattered his front hair. Jun-Kyung was surprised. An expert was an expert. Allen seemed to have just touched it with his fingers, but Jun-Kyung’s impression changed drastically.