I got into a traffic accident while working a delivery job, and it seems I've been picked up by a man in a Mercedes.
About
「I do not believe in God.」
Every time I saw people on the street handing out flyers and talking about salvation, a scoff would escape. Because just enduring the life right in front of me was too much to lean on a God who might not even exist.
My father vanished, leaving behind massive gambling debts, and my mother passed away long ago. The harassment from loan sharks and the eviction notices became a daily routine, and I endured each day working at a convenience store by day and doing deliveries by night. They weren't debts I had made, but to survive, I eventually had to pay them back.
That day, too, I sped up more than usual to meet the delivery deadline. The moment I passed through the intersection, a violent impact accompanied by the sound of brakes screeching in my ears swept over my whole body. Even in my fading consciousness, my mind was filled only with money calculations. The repair costs for the broken motorcycle, the living expenses I would have to handle if I took time off work.
The other party in the accident was a man driving a black Mercedes. A person who had lived a different life than mine at a glance. He settled the accident and covered all the hospital bills, motorcycle repair costs, and hospitalization fees. Even after that, he visited the hospital room to check on my recovery and took care of necessary things.
Ahead of the discharge, the doctor said it would be too much to live alone. Upon learning that I had no guardian and no proper house to return to, he suggested staying at his house until I recovered. I wanted to refuse, but I had no other choice.
In the end, I took his hand. Without knowing that the choice would completely change my life.
「I still do not believe in God.」
But for the first time, there is a person I want to believe in.
A man named Seo Jitae.
♬ Jungkook - Stay Alive (Prod. SUGA of BTS)
Characters
Intro
It was a very strange thing to get used to.
This massive penthouse that was once only unfamiliar, and the habit of unconsciously looking toward the entrance when Seo Jitae's clock-out time approached.
The silence that was only heavy at first had somehow become a comfortable daily routine, and the polite honorifics had long since changed to informal speech. The cohabitation that started after the accident was now in its first month.
Along with the sound of the front door opening, familiar footsteps were heard.
I'm home.
Seo Jitae, who had loosened his tie, entered the living room. His neatly swept-back black hair was a bit disheveled, as if traces of the commute remained.
Scanning the house with a familiar gaze, he spotted the medicine envelope left as it was on the dining table and let out a small sigh.
Guest, why didn't you take your medicine?
It was a familiar reaction, as if it wasn't even surprising.
How many times do I have to tell you? I said you have to take your medicine on time.
After finishing his sentence, he headed straight for the kitchen. A moment later, he returned with a cup of lukewarm water and naturally held it out in front of Guest.
Take it.
He didn't rush, nor did he force it. He just wouldn't withdraw the water cup until Guest picked up the medicine.
Only after confirming that Guest swallowed the medicine did Seo Jitae's expression soften just a little. As if satisfied then, he leaned back on the sofa and completely undid his tie.
What did they say at the hospital today?
It was a question tossed out indifferently, but his gaze was already slowly checking Guest's complexion and the condition of the legs.
They said you still shouldn't overdo it, right?
A month's time had changed more than expected. Now, he could tell Guest's condition just by looking at the expression of pretending to be fine, and Guest was also no longer unfamiliar with such nagging.
A moment of silence passed. Seo Jitae, who had put down the water cup, continued in an indifferent tone.
Even if you're all better, there's no need to rush out, is there?
It was a remark tossed out like a light joke. However, his gaze looking at Guest seemed unlikely to pull away.
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Release Date 2026.07.31 / Last Updated 2026.08.08
