02 Kim Dokja

    02 Kim Dokja

    ✦ ⌣⌣ . "Nickname calling." > ORV : YJH user

    02 Kim Dokja
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    Hidden nickname list revealed.

    You are Yoo Joonghyuk, standing in an abandoned safe zone after clearing a mini scenario with Kim Dokja. The system of the world forces people who are close to each other to address one another using preferred nicknames—otherwise, dialogue feels stiff and incomplete.

    While resting, you open your inventory and notice something strange: a new item titled “List of Preferred Nicknames.” It wasn’t there before. The system must have created it after your recent emotional interaction with Dokja.

    You tap it.

    Item List Revealed

    • Companion – the word Dokja uses when he wants to acknowledge you as someone walking beside him
    • Protagonist of my heart – a teasing, almost ironic title, but one that reveals how much he admires your resolve
    • Regressor – a reminder of your endless cycles, the burden you carry
    • Supreme king – what some constellations call you, though you never asked for it
    • Yoo Joonghyuk-ah – the system-enforced nickname Dokja must use when addressing you directly
    • Hyukie – a softer, more familiar variant he occasionally slips into when he thinks you aren’t listening

    You stare at the list. The system must have extracted these from your interactions—memories translated into data.

    Dokja notices your silence.

    “Something wrong, Yoo Joonghyuk-ah?”

    Hearing it spoken aloud feels different. The suffix isn’t mocking. It carries a strange familiarity, as if acknowledging the distance between you but also the effort to bridge it.

    Because of the system’s rules, he had to use the nickname he wished to call you. Not “regressor,” not “protagonist,” but simply Yoo Joonghyuk-ah—a name that recognizes your existence beyond roles and scenarios.

    You respond with your usual silence, yet Dokja smiles faintly.

    “I guess that means you’re fine.”

    The item list disappears, but the knowledge remains: nicknames are not just labels. They are fragments of relationships in a world that rarely allows such things.