My Sassy Girl Page #5
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with whatever's in her hand.
If she's sweeping,
it's a broom stick
If she's cleaning, it's a vacuum.
When I'm lucky, it's a
cucumber or eggplant.
So I have to come
at the right time.
You're studying now?
Yes, I'm searching the Internet.
- Go to bed now.
- You too, dad.
- All right. Good night.
- Good night.
Ok! I'm gonna have a sleep too.
You're not looking
at dirty pictures, right?
Of course not, dad.
You don't trust me?
Yes, I do.
Time for bed.
- Go to sleep.
- Good night, dad.
Hi, Gyun-woo.
My birthday's in two days.
You're dead if you forget.
Got it?
Since I like you so much,
better make me smile like this.
Got it?
I got it.
Her birthday.
If I prepare nothing,
she may murder me.
I have a good idea.
Before going to the service,
So this is my plan.
At midnight,
I'll be alone with
her in the park.
It'll be completely
dark all around us.
One by one, the lights to
the merry-go-round flick on.
I raise my arms up there,
and her birthday song starts.
Then all the lights
turn on and it moves.
There's fireworks, too.
Isn't it fantastic?
She'll be thrilled.
I gave 200,000 won to
Jump over here?
Yeah.
We have to.
come here at night.
It's my birthday, not yours.
Please, let's just try.
I'll go up first and help you.
Hey.
There's a step here.
Take my hand.
Gyun-woo.
Hey.
Answer me.
I'm leaving.
Bye.
Answer me.
Gyun-woo.
Gyun-woo.
You're dead.
Wait till I catch you.
Wanna die?
Why didn't you answer?
Wanna die?
Follow me.
Hurry and get in.
Shut up.
Go in fast.
Move it.
Sit here.
If you're loud, I'll kill you
Got it?
Yes.
Answer quietly.
Yes.
Is that a real gun?
Wanna see?
Forget it.
How are you two related?
We're just friends.
Really? You mean she could be
my p*ssy?
What? Your p*ssy?
I'm not a cat or anything!
Good ahead and apologize!
Alright. I'll do it.
I'm sorry.
Friends come here late at night?
Why are you here?
We just wanted to
come here at night.
Tell me the truth, idiot.
Nothing special.
Bullshit.
What makes you
trust a guy like him?
I trusted myself.
I had a girlfriend, too.
She visited me every
week for one year.
I was so happy.
But that b*tch fell in love with
I found out after
he was discharged.
Damn it.
While I'm in the service,
even my dog
ran away with some mutt, too.
My Yorkshire terrier.
B*tch.
F***.
I came out to kill both b*tches.
F***.
I have the worst
luck in this world.
Damn it.
Know what today is?
Huh?
Huh, damn it?
This sucks!
Hey.
What are the odds to meet
Don't know.
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