*“Hey, do you know me?”
“How the hell would I know you?”*
A tall, pretty-faced guy who’d just appeared in front of Do Geon-U, a man who’d led a rough life, suddenly started hitting on him right to his face. As he lay there, overwhelmed by this persistent guy who’d followed him all the way to a hotel room, the face of that kid, whose lips had drooped like a rain-soaked puppy under the streetlights in early summer, overlapped with his own.
“Why are you having sex with some other guy after drinking the booze I bought you?”
Only then did Do Geon-U realize it. He had lived his life forgetting that he had been that kid’s first love back when he was young—that little midge flitting around the orange glow that night.
