An Apology at the Door

“Why did you suddenly say you wanted to see me?”

“Uh…”

“Say what you came to say from there. And don’t come any closer.”

‘So this is Seo Eunsu!’

I could tell the moment I saw him.

First of all, his visuals were insane—perfectly fitting for the main shou of a BL novel.

If I compared Chanyeong to an idol center, then Seo Eunsu was like a single blooming daffodil.

He was so beautiful it felt like a flower had taken human form.

‘How does a guy have that kind of pure, delicate charm? This is cheating…’

I’d never seen someone pull off plain black hair so well.

And that milky white skin?

His lips looked naturally tinted, a vivid red.

No wonder the male leads swarmed him like crazed butterflies.

As expected of a dominant Omega.

A protagonist-level appearance.

The keyword “beautiful shou” didn’t do him justice.

Large, soft eyes, neat features, and a slender body—there was nothing lacking.

Still stunned from meeting the actual main character, I couldn’t speak.

Seo Eunsu frowned.

“Are you going to pretend you can’t hear me again, like usual?”

“N-no… I mean—no. That’s not it. I can hear you. Clearly.”

No, no, this isn’t how it was supposed to go.

The whole mental simulation I ran in the taxi was useless.

I was stuttering like a broken robot.

My response only made him more irritated.

His brows knit together even tighter.

A beautiful person looking angry was even scarier.

I felt like the biggest piece of trash alive.

“Then why aren’t you answering?”

That line… isn’t that something obsessive male leads usually say?

‘Yeah, saying that would just make things worse.’

While my soul was trying to escape my body, I awkwardly held out the flower basket.

My voice trembled pathetically.

“Th-this… I brought it to ap-apologize.”

“What?”

Screw it.

“I said I brought it to apologize! Don’t yell at me without even hearing me out!”

My eyes stung with tears.

Honestly, I felt wronged.

And angry.

Why did I have to end up here, cleaning up after some trashy guy’s mess?

I was raised well too—why am I living like this…

“What are you even—”

Seo Eunsu let out a disbelieving breath.

But my body moved on its own, sticking to the plan.

Ignoring the tears already running down my face—

Thud.

I dropped to my knees on the cold hallway floor and bowed my head.

It hurt.

But at least like this, he wouldn’t see me crying.

“…I’m sorry, Seo Eunsu. I sincerely want to apologize for everything I’ve done to you.”

“Excuse me?”

“I contacted you yesterday because I wanted to apologize. That’s why I came here… with the flowers and compensation.”

“What are you—”

“I-it’s true, so please believe me…! I won’t show up in front of you or cause trouble again. If this isn’t enough to make up for what I’ve done, I’ll compensate you more.”

I squeezed my eyes shut, recalling everything Chanyeong had done to him in the original.

God… it was all so petty and pathetic.

“If you want… you can hit me.”

I lowered myself even further in front of him.

Completely different from how I acted with the housekeeper or secretary.

‘Well… it’s Seo Eunsu.’

There was no reason to act like that trashy Chanyeong in front of someone who basically held my life in his hands.

‘If I mess this up, it’s straight to hell.’

I wanted to live.

Even if I became Chanyeong, I refused to live like him.

Carefully glancing up, I saw Seo Eunsu staring at me in shock.

“Are you crazy? Why would I hit you? You’d just call a lawyer and frame me for assault.”

He did that too?!

You insane bastard, Chanyeong.

How did you even live like that?

“N-no! I really won’t! I swear!”

“What am I supposed to trust you with?”

Seo Eunsu looked at me like a hamster guarding its territory.

…A hamster that looked like it could absolutely throw hands, but still.

Who said he was a weak omega?

He looked like he could deck someone.

“I swear on all my Seong Group shares… and my entire fortune.”

At the mention of money—Chanyeong’s only redeeming feature—

Seo Eunsu’s expression softened slightly.

He pulled out his phone and showed me the recording screen.

“As you can see, I recorded that. So keep your promise.”

“You recorded it too…?”

“You harass me so often, it’s become a habit whenever you show up.”

…Yeah, I had nothing to say.

Just how badly had Chanyeong treated him?

“I… see.”

“Anyway, stop kneeling on the floor. You’re going to dirty your clothes. Also, there was a dead cockroach here earlier.”

“Oh my god!”

A cockroach?!

My mortal enemy?!

I shot up like a spring and scrambled behind Seo Eunsu, grabbing his shoulders with trembling hands.

“Is there still a cockroach?! Is it still here?!”

‘I hate cockroaches!’

I grew up in an orchard, so bugs didn’t bother me.

Except cockroaches.

Never cockroaches.

Once, when I was sick with a high fever, one flew onto my head—

Since then, I’d been traumatized.

The flapping wings, the six legs crawling over me—

I’d never forget it.

‘It was crawling toward my mouth when I couldn’t even move…’

Thankfully, my mom killed it.

But ever since, I’d had nightmares about them.

Seeing me shake like a newborn deer,

Seo Eunsu rubbed his eyes like he couldn’t believe what he was seeing, then pushed me away.

“…You’re more disgusting than a cockroach. Move.”

“Yes, sir.”

I’m sorry. I’ll shut up and move.

‘…So Chanyeong is worse than a cockroach.’

I’ve got a long way to go.

I felt like crying.

As I stepped back quickly,

Seo Eunsu looked at me like I was pitiful, then sighed and opened the door.

“Come in. I’ll at least hear you out.”

He picked up the flower basket I dropped.

I spoke cautiously.

“R-really?”

“Yes. So stop acting like an idiot and come in. I’m not the type to leave someone at the door when they came to apologize.”

Wait—

Did I just move one step away from the bad ending?!

As expected of the angelic main character.

Even showing mercy to someone worse than a cockroach.

Overwhelmed with joy, I answered energetically.

“Y-yes!”

I could feel him looking at me strangely, but I didn’t care.

I quickly took off my shoes neatly and stepped inside.

They say there’s always a way out, even when the sky falls.

For the first time, I saw hope in this transmigrated life.

“Sit there. I’ll get you some water.”

Seo Eunsu made me sit on the sofa and poured a drink.

I sneakily looked around his house, curious.

An old sofa.

An aging apartment.

Walls stained with time.

Everything reflected his poverty.

“What are you looking at? It’s not like this is your first time here.”

Thunk.

A mug of barley tea was placed on the table.

Looking up, I saw Seo Eunsu with one eyebrow raised—

Even annoyed, he looked pure.

“I’m sorry if I was rude.”

‘Gotta stay humble here. I’m here to clear death flags.’

As I obediently bowed my head,

Seo Eunsu tilted his head in confusion.

“That’s strange… the Seong Chanyeong I know doesn’t use polite speech or act like this.”

Well, yeah. I’m not him.

Your suspicion is valid.

Honestly, impressive.

Chanyeong’s reputation must be insane if everyone finds this suspicious.

“People say when someone suddenly changes, it means they’re about to die. What are you planning? Honestly, I don’t trust your apology.”

Seo Eunsu sat across from me, staring with suspicion.

His phone was still recording on the table.