“…”
After staring half-heartedly at those three dry characters of a name, he turned off the screen. Then Seo Juhan raised his knees and awkwardly got his body up.
In contrast, Go Un stood up lightly.
Ugh. Seo Juhan barely managed to stand on both feet. The sensation of his hole still feeling open was strange. He barely managed to compose an expressionless face while shaking it off as much as possible. He pretended nothing had happened.
“…Slippers.”
With an obedient servant beside him, the command automatically popped out.
“There they are.”
As soon as he spoke, Seo Juhan spotted his black slippers. They were neatly placed on one side. They were close enough to reach just by extending his feet from the mattress.
Seo Juhan held his phone in one hand and barely managed to put them on with his weakly loosened legs.
“I’ll give you a ride home.”
Go Un swaggered beside him with a healthy-looking face. His face, which had become glossy as if he’d received vitality, was annoying.
“Let’s go.”
The huge thug bastard came one step closer as if to support him.
“…Fuck off.”
Seo Juhan knocked away the side that was getting closer with his arm.
Like that, expressing with his whole body that he didn’t need his help, he stubbornly moved his heavy steps.
Every time his legs crossed, his pelvis throbbed, but he walked independently. Compared to the beginning when his whole body felt destroyed, it was much more bearable now at least.
Seo Juhan opened the soundproof door with difficulty.
Thud.
His gaze went down to something that hit his foot.
What’s this?
It was a small, yellowish delivery box. It was what that lackey had brought earlier. So he was a delivery errand boy, not a bread errand boy.
A shipping label with small letters was stuck on top. However, Seo Juhan abandoned his useless curiosity and left the ensemble room.
The bulky blue billiard tables caught his eye.
One of them particularly grabbed his attention, so Seo Juhan bit his lip.
As soon as the memory of what happened there came to mind, he wanted to run out, but it was impossible because his lower area hurt every time it rubbed. Instead, he walked a little faster with quick steps.
“It’d be comfortable to ride. Don’t refuse.”
Go Un easily followed with large strides. In his other hand was the delivery box he’d seen earlier. His hands were so big the delivery box looked like a cigarette pack.
“Comfortable my ass. The ride quality is fucking terrible.”
With this gait, escape seemed far off.
Seo Juhan ground his teeth and added.
“The dismount feeling isn’t great either.”
Finally Go Un burst out laughing.
That light yet heavy resonance stabbed at Juhan’s nerves.
Seo Juhan forcibly moved his legs while clutching his throbbing waist.
Go Un followed, matching his pace. He giggled while muttering, “Dismount feeling,” “Dismount feeling.”
Seo Juhan walked awkwardly while dragging his slipper soles.
Contrary to his desire to run out in one breath, his steps gradually slowed. The nearby exit, only a few steps away, felt distant.
“Walking like this, will you get home today? It’ll take all day.”
“Who made me like this right now…”
Seo Juhan shook his head as if too tired to talk.
“That’s why I’m saying I’ll give you a ride.”
“I wouldn’t ride even if you paid me.”
“Fuck, then should I carry you like a princess with a good dismount feeling?”
“Crazy…”
Seo Juhan pressed his back tightly against the gray-colored metal cabinet. He tensed up in surprise, worried he might be hoisted up like last time.
“Ah, just fuck off. Do you want to spread rumors?”
Though Yangseong School didn’t do things like evening self-study, it was a time when faculty would still be around.
“It’d be good if rumors spread.”
Go Un put one hand in his pocket and looked down with a grin.
“Then no one could touch you.”
What the hell. Does he think he’s something special?
Seo Juhan found that guy’s smug face unlucky. From the difference in eye level, there wasn’t a single corner he liked.
Seo Juhan ignored the arrogant words and walked sideways like a crab. He stared warily like a wild beast. If he showed his back, he’d be bitten right away.
“Don’t follow me.”
The hoarse voice, like it had been scraped with sandpaper, wasn’t very intimidating.
“Following? Don’t I have to go home too?”
Go Un flirted and moved his steps slowly.
Before long, they reached the door of liberation.
Seo Juhan reached out. However, the old wooden door only creaked and didn’t open.
Ugh!
After pushing hard several times, it finally opened with a ghostly sound. It looked like it desperately needed oiling.
He crossed the threshold while vowing never to come here again.
Only the sound of footsteps echoed in the windless corridor.
The corridor, which seemed to have been neglected for a long time, was desolate and gloomy.
Though sunset was late and it was still bright outside, it was dim because of the mountain blocking the sunlight. A closed and classical atmosphere flowed thickly. Mixed with creaking wood sounds, it created an even more eerie atmosphere.
As his sweat cooled, Seo Juhan shrank from the chilliness on his skin.
He had no idea how he’d wandered around here. He suspected he might have been sleepwalking.
“Did you know you were sleeping like you’d really fainted earlier?”
Go Un, who’d been following behind, struck up a conversation.
“Haven’t you been sleeping lately?”
“…”
“If your phone hadn’t rung, you looked like you’d sleep until tomorrow.”
“…”
“Hello, Teacher Seo Juhan.”
“…”
“Ah, ah. Isn’t the homeroom teacher of the entrance exam class here?”
What’s with him? Seo Juhan ignored him and walked sullenly.
Footsteps filled the quiet and chilly corridor.
Buzz.
Seo Juhan, who’d been focused only on walking, flinched and shook his shoulders in surprise.
“Oh my. I thought a ghost appeared.”
Giggling laughter came from behind.
Ugh! It was an overreaction. It was because of the background that made it seem like an evil spirit would pop out.
Seo Juhan calmed his anxiously burning heart while taking out the vibrating phone from his pocket.
When he checked the name on the screen, his footsteps stopped abruptly.
“…”
His heart suddenly grew heavy.
It was the third contact, so he’d have to answer it eventually.
After silently conflicting, Seo Juhan eventually put the phone to his ear.
“Yes, hello.”
[Oh, Juhan-ah. Are you busy?]
“No.”
Seo Juhan answered monotonously while starting to walk again.
Hmm hmm. Flustered by the rough voice he’d let out, he cleared his throat.
“I’m fine. Please speak.”
[Your dad wants me to check something, and it says ‘Android and iOS unavailable. PC access only’ like this.]
A high voice came from beyond the phone. The footsteps following mixed with it.
[You know your dad doesn’t like people touching his things. So, can I use the computer in your room?]
It was nothing much.
“Ah yes… You can use it.”
Seo Juhan answered in a deflated voice.
[What’s the password?]
“I didn’t set a password. You can just use it.”
[Okay~.]
The call abruptly ended.
Seo Juhan looked down at his phone screen. It was before he could even say goodbye. He was used to it.
After waiting a bit, a rectangular blackout came.
An old piece of advice came to mind: ‘Most of the worries we have are an unnecessary waste of time.’
Seo Juhan was just about to put his cell phone in his pants pocket.
“You don’t even put a password on your computer?”
A voice tinged with laughter came from right above his head.
Seo Juhan flinched and shook his shoulders.
“Don’t you have something you can’t show?”
Go Un, who’d caught up right beside him before he knew it, chuckled.
He could tell what he was thinking. The call must have been loud enough for him to hear everything.
Seo Juhan glared sharply and turned his head away with a jerk.
He moved his staggering steps as indifferently as possible. The dark corridor felt endlessly long.
As he walked, he was finally in front of the stairs anyway.
His legs were shaking so he had to hold the railing to go down.
“But you’re really formal with your mom. You even use honorifics.”
Go Un leisurely descended a few stairs ahead. His black crown of the head lowered steadily.
“As expected of a teacher, are you different? Did you use honorifics since you were young?”
“…”
“I think I’ve been cursing since I was young.”
Go Un chuckled while spinning the motorcycle key on his finger.
The figure keyring sparkled dizzyingly like a mirror ball. It was a bear wearing black sunglasses.
Seo Juhan turned his eyes from the cute object that didn’t resemble the guy at all.
“You’ve never run away from home, right?”
“…”
“I don’t think you’ve ever fought loudly either.”
“…”
“No wait. Maybe you fought a lot?”
“…”
“Originally people like you act up at home too.”
Go Un let out a giggle.
“While pretending to be fucking gentle and well-behaved outside.”
Seo Juhan felt a surge of anger for a moment but held it in. If he got worked up here, it would be the same as admitting it.
Even after that, whether Seo Juhan responded or not, the other person chattered excitedly by himself like a crazy person. Most of it was unimportant nonsense.
Seo Juhan kept his mouth firmly shut and carefully stepped down.
Was he always this personality? He thought he was a taciturn class representative, but it turned out he was a conscienceless young punk, and the more he knew, the more he was a complete busybody.
“Does your mom look like you?”
“…”
“Does your mom also have that little melanin?”
