Hiding a House in the Apocalypse

Just because you’ve known someone for a long time doesn’t mean you’re necessarily close to them.

Na Hye-in and I are such people.

We’ve been conscious of each other for years, but we never had personal meetings, and not even our phone numbers were exchanged.

So, naturally, what I knew about Na Hye-in had to rely on imagination.@@novelbin@@

The Na Hye-in I imagined was quiet, cautious, and never revealed her courage on the outside, but someone with unbreakable iron will in any situation.

Beyond that, I didn’t know much.

For a long time, I had only trained to evaluate others on whether they were suitable for battle, and I’d practiced that method, so my evaluation of Na Hye-in as an individual was almost a blank slate.

However, the internet had shown me a different side of her.

Unicorn18.

A long-time regular on the forum, a bit of an oddball.

The identity of this Unicorn being Na Hye-in was hard to imagine for someone like me who had watched her back in school.

Now, Unicorn and my former classmate and fellow savior of humanity, Na Hye-in, stood before me.

“I’ve thought about it, and I think it would be better to talk face to face.”

Her outfit had changed.

She had worn a training suit with a national emblem before, but now she was in a neatly pressed uniform.

Her face, which had a neutral expression, looked slightly older than before, but still carried an intense aura that dominated the surroundings.

She handed me a paper bag.

Inside the bag were four cups of takeout coffee, neatly wrapped.

As I stared at the coffee, Na Hye-in seemed to sense my gaze and quickly explained.

“I wasn’t sure what you’d like.”

It was a small gesture, but it still stirred up memories.

Yes, Na Hye-in was always someone who prepared a lot.

Nearly ten years had passed since we were apart, but a person’s nature doesn’t easily change.

“I’ll have an iced Americano.”

When I nonchalantly picked a menu item, a faint smile appeared on Na Hye-in’s lips.

As I looked at her silently, she handed me the coffee.

“I thought you might want that.”

We sat across from each other in an unnamed café, sipping coffee for a moment.