“Which bastard was it?”
“Why does that matter? Heh.”
Seo Juhan raised the corners of his mouth bitterly. Even at this moment, the hard object pressing down on his buttocks and stubbornly asserting its presence became extremely disgusting.
“What matters is that you’re a perverted bastard, ngh, I can’t associate with.”
“I need to know who’s spreading rumors about me. When did I clear my past?”
“Clear what? You’re spouting, ngh, lies again, you hypocrite bastard.”
“It’s not a lie though.”
“No matter how much you pretend to be pitiful, I won’t fall for, heh, your lies anymore.”
“When did I pretend to be pitiful?”
Go Un tilted his head. The feeling that he was genuinely puzzled was strong.
That honest emotion burned Seo Juhan’s sense of shame.
If delusion was also an illness, Go Un wasn’t the only one who’d caught it.
“Anyway, who is it?”
The hand stroking his shaft raised its tip and poked at his urethral opening.
“Unngh.”
Seo Juhan’s eyes thinned at the sensation he was feeling for the first time in his life.
“Won’t you answer who it is?”
“Don’t, ngh, do that.”
Seo Juhan muttered while rubbing his legs together. He looked down at his erect member. The front hole was blocked and twisted by a thumbnail.
“What are you saying when you’re dripping with pleasure?”
Go Un persistently probed the urethral opening while smacking his lips.
Bodily fluid seeped stickily from the tip of the member. The touching flesh was growing hot, approaching his body temperature.
“Answer quickly.”
“I said no, ngh! Stop.”
Seo Juhan shook his head while squeezing his eyes shut. The moisture that had formed in his eyes trickled out slightly.
Park Daekwon’s good-natured smile flashed before his eyes.
He was someone who held the position of Student Affairs Director, which should receive the highest respect at Yangseong School, and who’d taken an interest in him and looked after him even while busy.
He couldn’t carelessly betray such a person. If he got caught, there was no telling what this psychopath would do.
“Answer.”
“Hngh! Hey, ugh.”
He couldn’t carelessly betray…
“Answer.”
He was one step away from abandoning his meager sense of camaraderie and betraying him.
“Ah, is it by chance Daekwon-i hyung?”
Go Un spoke as if just remembering.
Seo Juhan flinched and his shoulders trembled.
He was flustered. He was confused whether it was because the sender had been caught or because of the unfamiliar term “Daekwon-i hyung.”
“Guess it’s right. Ah man, this blockhead.”
Blockhead. Since the Student Affairs Director’s name was ‘Park Daekwon,’ it was a quite exquisitely fitting nickname.
Go Un clicked his tongue as if deflated. That appearance somehow evoked a sense of familiarity.
“Well, people can make mistakes sometimes. Why are you holding onto it so much?”
The hand that had been tormenting the tip went back down. It stroked the shaft as if soothing it.
An inexplicable sense of relief spread like a flood inside Seo Juhan.
“Heh.”
At the same time, it felt somehow empty and disappointing. As soon as he recognized that sensation, he felt miserable.
Seo Juhan clenched his fists tightly with hazy, heated eyes. Strength entered his buttocks.
“But how do you like it even when I poke the front? You’re really talented.”
“…When did I, ngh.”
“We could really make a bet, you know? On who’s more perverted.”
A damp laugh struck his ear.
It grated on Seo Juhan’s nerves. Veins stood out on his white forehead.
“That accident in your third year of middle school, you caused it, ngh, by stealing your dad’s car, right?”
Seo Juhan clicked his tongue between ragged breaths as if finding it ridiculous.
“Ah… I’ll admit to that.”
Seo Juhan was momentarily at a loss for words at the unexpectedly frank answer.
Unlike the refreshing tone, the hands kneading his chest and groin as if they were flour dough were persistent. They continuously kneaded like pounding rice cakes.
“Heh…”
Seo Juhan barely suppressed a moan and opened his mouth again.
“And yet, ngh, you act like such a fucking model student, you criminal bastard… You should be an actor. For a psychopath, heh, like you, it’s perfect.”
Even while breathing heavily, he finished saying what he wanted to say.
“If you win Best Actor at the Blue Dragon Film Awards, hah, you’ll have to bow in the direction I live. No, even ten million times wouldn’t be enough.”
Go Un let out a snicker.
Seo Juhan felt himself increasingly spewing out words without going through his brain. Yet he couldn’t control it.
“Some bastard egged me on. I only did what that bastard told me to do.”
“Bull-bullshit… heh.”
Seo Juhan desperately snorted. It was the chronic shifting of blame by habitual criminals.
“But why do you keep talking about the past? Now is what’s important.”
“You were already, heh, ruined from the sprout.”
“Wow, that’s too much.”
The drawn-out tone as if hurt was pathetic.
“I’m still a fresh sprout, aren’t I?”
“Sprout my ass. You like sprouts, ngh, you conifer bastard.”
At Seo Juhan’s sneer, Go Un burst out laughing. In the process, saliva splattered on Juhan’s earlobe.
Seo Juhan trembled in displeasure even while panting.
“Teacher said that during the March mock exam. Don’t think about exams you’ve already taken. Don’t try to match the answers or anything. Now is what’s most important.”
Did I say that?
It already felt like ages ago.
“You were so fucking feisty then, I liked it.”
“…Crazy, when was I feisty…”
He was about to deny it immediately, but Seo Juhan couldn’t finish his sentence at the memory that suddenly flashed by.
“Why, you yelled at the kids for only looking at their phones during class.”
…I did.
It was when his initial passion was still alive.
“I was laughing my ass off watching, but after that you didn’t get angry anymore.”
“…Heh…”
Seo Juhan bit his lip. With firm will, he forcefully swallowed his rough breath.
“It was a bit disappointing.”
Go Un moistened his lips with his tongue and stuck it out. He probed the ear canal while flicking it like a snake.
“Ngh.”
His shoulders reflexively shrank.
“Heh, ngh…”
Seo Juhan desperately swallowed his breath and furrowed his eyebrows.
“Good. Let’s do this.”
The guy’s humid breath tickled Juhan’s ear.
Slick slick.
Even the messy and lewd sounds continuously coming from below grated on his nerves.
“Whoever comes first loses.”
The rules of the game were very simple. So simple they couldn’t be simplified further.
“Jeez, hah, who decided that?”
Seo Juhan sneered with all his might.
It was because he felt like he’d lose. A strange anxiety rose rippling from Juhan’s feet.
On the other hand, a strange desire to absolutely win spread out.
“The loser grants a wish.”
It was quite a childish thing to say out loud while filming a youth-restricted movie right now.
“As if, hah, ngh, you’d really grant it.”
As a rule, you shouldn’t listen to what a crazy bastard says.
“Wow, you don’t trust people.”
It was a deflated voice, but the laughter couldn’t be completely hidden.
“How can I trust you? Ah, ngh, even if a knife came to my throat, I couldn’t.”
The opponent was a degenerate who’d betrayed their teacher-student relationship in one night. There was no way he could trust him.
“I really promise. I’ll stamp it.”
It was a whisper as if genuinely wronged and hurt. Perhaps because of the low tone, for acting it had a weighty resonance.
“…Then if I tell you to, ngh, get out of my sight forever from now on, will you disappear?”
Seo Juhan asked with a bit of anticipation.
If the guy said he really would, he wanted to stop by a lawyer’s office and even get it notarized.
“Wow, you’re going to tell me to get lost?”
Suddenly his nipple was grabbed tightly.
“Ngh.”
The sensation of rolling it as if pinching with two fingers was unfamiliar. It was like being punished for making the wrong wish.
“Hey fuck… don’t, ngh.”
“Really?”
The owner of the eerie voice held the nipple hostage and threw a tantrum. It was pulled as if the milk root would be plucked out.
“Unngh.”
“Seriously?”
The tip of a fingernail pressed into the sunken part of the nipple. It crushed it as if making a cross shape.
Clearly the place being touched was the chest, but his lower back tingled. He shuddered at the strange feeling. However, he didn’t feel like behaving obediently.
“Yeah. If you appear, ngh, in front of me again, I’ll have to tell you to just die.”
Seo Juhan trembled but fought back.
Go Un giggled.
“I have to win.”
Go Un closed his eyes and began moving his hips sensuously. The fabrics wrapping their buttocks and groins rubbed tightly together. That feeling was tantalizing yet incredibly thrilling.
“Did you do it by yourself too?”
“By myself, heh, fuck, do what?”
Seo Juhan gritted his teeth and spat out between them.
Compared to Go Un, his endlessly frail body swayed slowly as pushed from behind.
“Ngh, hah…”
Seo Juhan felt dizzy. The stimulation applied from the front was already difficult, but his touching back and buttocks were hot as if on fire.
“Didn’t you do it by yourself?”
Go Un continuously kneaded his groin and chest while moving his hips back and forth.
“Do what, I mean what?”
“Looks like you’ve been good and behaved.”
“Hah…”
Seo Juhan gave up on understanding and let out a moist sigh. The idea of communicating with a crazy bastard was absurd.
“I should praise you for doing well.”
It was a voice as if coaxing a child.
Go Un buried his nose in Seo Juhan’s shoulder and inhaled deeply until his lungs filled. The expanding lungs could be felt along Juhan’s back.
“You kept staring in the cafeteria.”
Go Un let out a lazy breath while snickering.
“I wondered if your hole was itching because I hadn’t poked it for a few days.”
