Episode 1: Moving In


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A/N: Contains gore and swearing. I only own my OC. Sweet Home is property of Webtoon, Youngchan Hwang, and Carnby Kim. Also, there will be more than a few changes, like certain monsters and people being saved rather than killed.


"WHAT... ARE YOU... DO... ING?!" a green sentient slime monster with intact eyeballs asked menacingly and threateningly.

"It's okay. I'm here to help you. Don't be afraid." a young man wearing a black hooded jacket, blue jeans, black army boots, blue-tinted glasses, a gas mask, and two bags (a green backpack with a wire jutting out and connected to the whip attached to his jeans and a beige shoulder bag filled with syringes, test tubes filled with a yellow serum and a first aid kit) assured as he slowly walked towards the slime monster. He then took out an unused syringe and a test tube of the monsterization cure.

"Now, this will hurt a bit but the serum will cure you," the young man said as he prepared the serum for the slime monster. It seemed to have calmed down as the young man injected the serum into it.


Hey, everybody. Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Dae-shim Chu, and I'm 18 years old. I'm a biochemist who just recently created a cure for a disease that I have studied when I was 15 years old: monsterization. Today, I went to this town as I was assigned on a mission by my dad and his colleagues to help save the monsters and cure them of their disease. Wanna know why? It happened several weeks ago.


Dae-shim's POV

Several weeks ago...

"Here's the last of them," I mumbled to myself as I placed in the last box in my room. I gotta say, the whole place is not too shabby, although it could use a little sprucing up.

Suddenly, I heard another loud strumming from the ceiling. Seriously, does anyone on the upper floor know the word 'quiet'? This has been going for days since I moved here.

I decided to call my dad to let him know where I am.

"Hey dad," you answered casually

"Hey, kid! How's your time there?" my dad, Kwang-min Chu, asked.

"I'm doing okay, I just unpacked the last of my things. What about you?" I asked

"I'm doing just fine," he commented before sighing. "I still can't believe you actually created a cure for monsterization all those past months."

"I know. I guess my cure was so effective when it comes to meticulous research, keen observation, and many years of trial and error. Fortunately, this cure would be more than enough to cure all the monsters in this town," I replied.

Dad chuckled on the other end before saying, "Yeah, son, but you need to know that my colleagues and I said that this mission is classified; you can't let anyone know. Anyway, why don't you keep me updated on your mission, maybe even send me some pictures if you're not busy."

"Will do, Dad. Bye!" I said, hanging up the phone and with nothing else to do, I thought it would be a good idea to walk around and explore now that everything I needed has been unpacked and put in their places. Who knows, maybe I'll even have a small talk with Mr. Kim, the security guard by the entrance. And so, I put my bag down and headed outside to go for a short walk. Of course, I ran into the aforementioned security guard.

"Hi, Mr. Kim!" I exclaimed, the older man smiled at you before moving out of your way

"Oh hello Dae-shim, sorry for blocking your way like that. I was just welcoming our new tenant." He responded, pointing his thumb over his shoulder at the apartment next to mine. I was a little surprised to hear that I wasn't the only new neighbor in the building. I then noticed a piece of gauze in one of Mr. Kim's nostrils.

"Um... Mr. Kim, what's with the gauze? Fell down or something?" I asked.

He looked a little taken aback from your observation before smiling sheepishly.

"Oh, this? I think it's just from stress. You don't need to worry about it too much." He responded as I nodded in reply.

"I'm so sorry you aren't feeling well. My dad always gets stressed at work but at least he knows to keep things cool. I think you should think about taking a day off, you deserve it!"

Mr. Kim was surprised by what I said, but I wasn't gonna ask him about that.

"Well, I'm going to go say 'hi' to my new neighbor. Remember what I said," I finished as I walked over to the door beside mine.


Hyun's POV

I laid on the floor as I watched the TV, not really paying attention to what's happening. "This is so boring..." I mumbled to myself, suddenly hearing the tapping of shoes in the hallway.

I sat up and listened to the footsteps get closer.

'What's that? That boy next door?' I thought, an image of the same douchebag from my old school making my eyebrows furrow with resentment.

Suddenly, I jumped at the knocking at my door. Reluctantly, I stood up and answered it, barely cracking open the door as I peek my face out halfway. There in front of me was a boy. He had brown hair, a bit scruffier than mine, and green eyes that can outshine the dense forest. He is also wearing a blue, white, and grey jacket with rolled-up sleeves over his black shirt, white cropped pants, and black and white open-toed sandals. If I'm honest, if that guy was a douchebag like the one from my school, I'd beat him to a pulp.

"Hi!" he began, "My name is Dae-shim Chu, I just moved in about a week ago. You just moved in today right?"

"Yeah. I did." I mumbled while nodding slightly, I don't think he heard me the first time because he had a look of confusion on her face before finally realizing what I said, then he smiled.

"Well, it's nice to meet you. What's your name?" the boy asked politely.

"Hyun..." I mumbled again, though it was barely above a whisper.

"I'm sorry... can you repeat that? I can't understand you," Dae-shim asked.

"Hyun Cha," I spoke, a little louder than usual, causing Dae-shim to smile.

"I'll be sure to remember that," he told me.

I didn't know what else to say, I wanted to continue the conversation but I just began to feel tenser and tenser as every second passes.

"So... how old are you?" he suddenly asked.

"18." I responded before asking, "Um... you?"

"Same here," Dae-shim replied. I was a bit surprised that he was the same age as me.

"So... what makes you wanna move here," I asked again.

"I was gonna sign up for this college I want to study in," Dae-shim replied before adding. Well, I better leave you alone. I'm sure you still need to unpack. We should talk more sometimes, I would like to become friends with you."

I was taken aback by what he said.

'...Be my friend?' I thought, feeling shocked. 'When was the last time I had a friend?'

"U-Uh...Y-Yeah I would like that.." I mumbled awkwardly.

"I'll see you around then, I'm going to explore the apartment since I haven't had a chance. I'll talk to you later!" he finished and hurried away. I watched him leave until he entered the elevator down the hall and disappeared.

I closed the door and went back to watching TV. An image of Dae-shim appeared in my head, the way he smiled made my stomach feel like it was doing backflips. My imagination soon began wandering as an image of her backside came into my mind, making me sweat profusely as I quickly shook my head.

"Ahh, no! Stop thinking like that!" I scolded myself, face still burning from my own tension.

"Next door... is some guy my age, who is not really a douchebag as I thought he was. Well...this place isn't all bad. Might as well get used to it..." I muttered.


Author's Note: Feel free to vote and leave a comment but REMEMBER: NO signs of negativity or any profanity; this is the first time I wrote a fanfiction story based on a manhwa (Korean comics). You know I despise both of these.

Legend:

"..." - normal conversation, sign language

'...' - thoughts

"..." - conversation in flashback, dream, inner voice

"..." - monster