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He was the fish that got away

"I know I'm going to remember you forever after tonight," he said. "I won't forget you, my sweet Byeontae Ajumma."

When he said that, I thought he was being nice. Had I known he'd planned never to contact me after his confession, I'd worked harder to keep him close. He would have been perfect for my harem — a fish worth keeping and feeding.

I regretted it. To this day, a year later, I regret not doing the things I should have done with him that I so carelessly gave away to others who meant nothing to me. It was strange how the chemistry worked. It wasn't so much that I was attracted to him, but I missed more of the camaraderie.

He, whom I called ‘Buddy', could have been a good friend. We shared the same jokes, talked about the same sexy stuff, and had the feels for the stories that bothered us. And we spoke for 2.5 hours and could have gone on if he wasn't so tired, and it was already 4 a.m. in the morning.

It began like this — the screen flipped. My heart pounded as I waited for the room to clear and for the next person in the window to appear.

He was lying on his bed. I checked the time on my phone. It was two a.m. there in Korea. White blinds were pulled down, and his bed was like many others I'd seen many times before. I remembered white sheets, a window with drawn-down blinds, and his light brown hair. His hand was on his face because he wasn't wearing a mask.

"Hello," I said.

"Where are you from?" He said immediately in English. There wasn't a Korean accent. He could easily be any guy from here.

"US, California," I replied.

"What are you doing here?" He sounded bored and tired.

"Meeting new people," I replied.

"Why are you wearing sunglasses?"

"Why are you covering your face?" I grinned.

"There are stalkers here."

"There are? How? Everything is random." I replied to the way the system worked. You never know who you're gonna get, and with my VPN, the screen flipped suddenly, and the new ‘friend' whom I'd just made would be gone forever into the abyss with the 51.7 million Koreans whom I'd never know. Because of that, I'd give my insta almost instantly if the guy seemed good. It's better to hook first and check later.

"Have you watched the show, ‘YOU'?" He asked, sitting up on his bed. The screen of his mobile phone showed the bottom of his lip.

This guy was cautious.

"Yes, that psycho serial killer," I answered.

"This is my advice. You need to protect yourself." He combed his brown wavy hair with one hand.

"Okay...?" I answered, intrigued that I got someone interesting.

On a Saturday morning with nothing much to do, my kids playing their vid, mobile games, I was alone in my room feeling horny and searching for the next bite.

"There are a lot of creepy people here. Creepy men who you don't know what they are thinking. They can stalk you like that man on the TV," he said.

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