Law Department Head Kang Isol’s Heartbreak Diary
Isol thought today too that the world was going crazy.
No, to be precise…
Yoon Jaehyuk had gone crazy.
The world was definitely screwing him over.
“Someone other than me?”
“Yeah, sorry about that.”
Jaehyuk’s expression wasn’t sorry at all. On his usually expressionless face, an unfamiliar smile was even floating up for the first time. Not only had he utterly humiliated him at the casino pub the other day, but now he’d already switched? Of course, they weren’t dating, but since he’d been planning to sleep with him, he couldn’t contain his anger.
“Who is it?”
“What good would it do for you to know?”
At Isol’s pressing, Jaehyuk’s expression turned fierce. Under his shadowed eyes, jet-black pupils flashed. At the alpha’s characteristic overbearing atmosphere, Isol flinched.
“Anyway, I’m sorry about that day. You and I weren’t anything to each other anyway. You go your own way too.”
At the sight of Jaehyuk picking up his bag and standing up just like that, Isol was flabbergasted.
“Hey! You think I’ll just let this go after you pulled this shit?”
At Isol’s shouting, a few people remaining in the lecture hall looked at him. Jaehyuk just shrugged his shoulders once and walked right out the lecture hall door.
Law department’s greatest beauty, Kang Isol’s eyes rolled back. His pride wouldn’t allow letting Jaehyuk go like this.
The first time he saw Yoon Jaehyuk was in the lecture hall. Perhaps because of his tall height and large build that filled the lecture hall door, the moment he entered, everyone inside focused their attention on him. Short-cropped hair and long, cool eyes, well-shaped lips below a prominent nose. A masculine yet strangely beautiful face.
“Oh? Yoon Jaehyuk. You’re discharged.”
“Yeah.”
At someone’s cheerful greeting, Jaehyuk replied curtly with an expressionless face and sat down.
“Wow, what a bastard. Even after coming back from the military, his personality’s the same.”
“All alpha bastards are arrogant, but that one’s exceptionally shitty-tempered.”
Isol heard someone sitting behind him muttering. Isol’s interest was piqued. From his appearance to his prickly personality, he was exactly his type.
‘When guys like that fall head over heels for me, they can’t get a grip.’
Self-proclaimed and publicly acknowledged fox with beauty and intelligence, Kang Isol. He smacked his lips at the wonderful prey that had appeared after a while. An innocent face with a sexy attitude. He was confident in making alpha bastards desperate. There was no one at Korea University’s law department who didn’t know Kang Isol.
“Want to go together?”
After the lecture ended, he naturally attached himself next to Yoon Jaehyuk. Dark, clear eyes swept over Isol. Isol pretended to be shy. It was his killer expression—blushing face and head slightly turned to the side.
Clunk.
However, Jaehyuk just walked outside.
‘What’s with that bastard?’
Isol was genuinely flustered. But that wasn’t the end. Jaehyuk, with his consistently indifferent expressionless face throughout, was “hmph” no matter what.
“Wow, I’ve never seen someone so consistently rude.”
“Makes sense when his family’s incredible too. His dad’s a partner lawyer at Hanju, and since his grandfather’s time, they’ve all been legal professionals for generations.”
“Ugh. At that level, he’s practically a chaebol.”
“He drives a good car too.”
Separate from Yoon Jaehyuk himself having no interest in his surroundings, related rumors spread far and wide. Stories of famous agency street casting, tales of two omegas grabbing each other’s hair fighting over Jaehyuk before his enlistment, rumors that he got hit on so much he couldn’t even pass through downtown.
‘Someone at that level suits me as a match.’
Isol imagined becoming a campus couple with Jaehyuk. Going to law school together, getting married after graduation, working together at Jaehyuk’s father’s company while having kids and building a career. Perfect. It was truly a smooth road.
Plus, Jaehyuk’s physique was really enviable. Anyone could see he was a perfect male specimen.
The line from his shoulders to his waist was absurd, and just looking at his back as he walked made instincts boil over. As an omega, Isol had no choice but to acknowledge that fact.
‘What can I do when my body reacts first?’
So when Jaehyuk first asked to have lunch together, his nose was in the air.
‘As expected, he was pretending not to notice but watching me.’
Though his expression didn’t change even when they linked arms, he looked down at him without much comment, and when he sat in the passenger seat of the car Jaehyuk personally drove, he felt like he could fly.
‘How much does this cost?’
The German SUV was clearly an excessive model for a college student to drive. But… the place Yoon Jaehyuk took him was a crumbling pork rice soup restaurant.
“I hate the smell of pork rice soup…”
He deliberately whined, but Jaehyuk didn’t play along. Plus… was it his imagination? It kept seeming like Jaehyuk was looking elsewhere.
Cheap-looking pink hair, a rice soup restaurant part-timer grinning about something. Good proportions, and facial features that were quite delicate and clean-looking, so Isol was momentarily nervous.
But…
‘Are they enemies? Why is he glaring so terrifyingly?’
Jaehyuk’s gaze was less like interest or affection and more like a general trying to behead an enemy commander. He clearly disliked that rough-looking style. Plus, the rice soup was hot yet savory and tasted good, so Isol’s mood improved.
‘He must have brought me to a hidden gem restaurant.’
As the food came out, watching Jaehyuk shovel rice soup without even raising his head, Isol smiled proudly.
‘Ha… he even has this down-to-earth side, he’s perfect.’
That’s when it happened. As if a scuffle had broken out, a loud voice came from the now-crowded rice soup restaurant.
“Hey! What do you mean! I told you to bring more broth! If you can’t even provide that level of service, you think you can run a business?”
A middle-aged man reeking of alcohol since midday. Isol frowned.
‘This is why these shabby shops.’
A shout like slaughtering a pig echoed throughout the entire restaurant. That’s when it happened.
“Uncle, what’s wrong? Why did you drink so much?”
That pink-haired part-timer from earlier approached the middle-aged man with a familiar smile.
“Who are you, where do you…”
The man’s voice, about to shout again, subsided. The part-timer was hugging the man tightly.
“Wh-what? Why are you…”
“Ugh, the alcohol smell. If things are hard, say so. Why drink and make a scene?”
“Shut up.”
Though curt, the man’s fighting spirit had already been deflated. The part-timer grinned again and shouted toward the kitchen.
“Auntie, give our uncle plenty more broth here. Instead of my lunch.”
The pink-haired part-timer, who’d skillfully wrapped up the situation, didn’t forget to add a word as he set down a bowl before the man.
“I’m giving up my meal for this, so don’t do this again next time you come. Promise.”
The restaurant suddenly went quiet.
Isol sneered.
‘How hard she tries. Go ahead, try. How much hourly wage does she get to go that far? I should never live like that.’
When he turned his head, Jaehyuk had already finished eating and stood up abruptly. Isol hurriedly followed him out. If I just hold onto this guy tight, I’ll have it made.
But even at the flirting suggestion to eat ice cream together, Jaehyuk didn’t bat an eye and went his own way. Isol bit his nails.
“Ha, playing push-and-pull with me? Well, I’ll consider it the price of that face.”
After that day, he deliberately didn’t contact Jaehyuk first and spent a few days. Then he got a message asking to meet separately.
‘As expected, it was push-and-pull.’
Isol, who glanced at the mirror, smiled.
Dressed up but not obviously so. Today’s concept was innocent. Jaehyuk’s car smoothly stopped in front of Isol. This time it was a quite fancy restaurant. The atmosphere was good and the food was delicious. Jaehyuk was as quiet and indifferent as usual, but when he linked arms or stroked his hand, he just let it be.
‘This is almost sealed?’
It was thrilling to think of accomplishing the deed tonight. Yoon Jaehyuk. Even clothed, his frame was this good—how much more amazing would he be undressed? He was curious about his sex style too.
‘Ha, I hope he does it rough.’
At various imaginations, pheromones naturally burst out. But he couldn’t show himself being eager. Isol deliberately moved Jaehyuk to a cafe he didn’t even want to go to.
“I was going to go to a hotel lounge.”
At Jaehyuk’s one sentence, he was momentarily tempted, but looking cheap was declined.
‘The harder the hunt, the greater the value after catching it.’
The casino pub they arrived at shortly after. Soft lighting flowed along Isol’s jawline. His face reflected under the lighting looked smoother and sharper. Isol lifted his glass and casually scanned Jaehyuk.
Right, calmly like this. Alphas are weak to this pace. He was planning to throw out a simple bet. With light laughter and relaxed leisure. Today was a battle of momentum.
After that.
Isol watched the scene before him trembling with rage. He couldn’t believe it. It had already been a month since he’d dirtily broken up with Yoon Jaehyuk at the casino pub. Setting aside the lack of apology, Jaehyuk was busy running off somewhere every time class ended. His usual expressionless face was nowhere to be found—he was grinning with his mouth hanging open like an old bachelor who’d just gotten married. Even that smile was handsome, making Isol more irritated.
Then he heard something strange from a classmate.
“Hey, Yoon Jaehyuk’s working at a restaurant.”
“What crazy talk is that? A golden spoon like him, what? At a restaurant?”
“No, someone really saw him. That famous restaurant called Macheon Granny’s Rice Soup…”
“…What?!”
Hearing the name, Isol stood up abruptly. If it’s there, isn’t that where they ate pork rice soup together before… What could be the reason he’d deliberately dragged him there? An ominous feeling crept up.
[Macheon Granny’s Rice Soup]
He’d come thinking “no way, no way,” but Isol, who’d secretly pressed close to the old glass door and peered inside, stepped back in shock.
‘What, am I seeing things?’
He rubbed his eyes and looked inside again.
Law department human trash, bastard, Ice Prince.
The arrogant alpha male Yoon Jaehyuk was sitting at a restaurant table picking bean sprouts piled high.
‘Isn’t he crazy?’
An even more shocking situation unfolded next. Some guy who seemed to be a co-worker or something smacked Jaehyuk’s back with rubber slippers.
“Hurry up and get in?! Why do you keep following me out? You’re embarrassing me.”
“Why would I be embarrassing? Boss noona likes me too, and I’m helping with work.”
“Calling auntie ‘boss noona’? Have you lost it?”
At that moment, at the shout from the kitchen side of ‘Auntie’s hearing everything!’ Isol collapsed right there.
That’s when it happened.
The shop door opened slightly and the part-timer stuck his face out. He’d definitely had pink hair, but had become black-haired at some point.
“Customer…?”
Isol and Jeongbae’s eyes met.
“Oh? You came with Jaehyuk before…”
“……”
A brief silence.
And,
“You came looking for Yoon Jaehyuk, right? Please, please take him away.”
Before Isol could respond, Jeongbae had already approached and grabbed his pant leg.
“Please. He’s really gone crazy. He’s squatting at my house and even following me to work. Please take him away. I can’t take it anymore.”
Isol froze with his mouth open. …What, why is this person like this too? At that moment, the door opened with a clunk and Yoon Jaehyuk appeared.
“Jeongbae-ya, what are you doing not coming in quickly? Cheating on me?”
In an instant, all movement stopped and the three people’s gazes met simultaneously.
“What, Kang Isol? Why are you hitting on our Jeongbae!”
Why would an omega hit on an omega? What’s with “our Jeongbae”? Yoon Jaehyuk making absurd accusations. He was wearing sweats that somehow didn’t fit his body as if he’d borrowed them, and had barely squeezed his big feet into the small rubber slippers that had smacked his back earlier.
Isol lost all fighting spirit.
“Hey, what are you doing to a customer?”
“What, did you two hook up already?”
“You want to get beaten to death?”
At the sight of Jeongbae and Jaehyuk bickering vigorously, Isol was at a loss for words.
“…Crazy.”
He genuinely thought so.
