“It’s not nonsense though.”
“If that’s not nonsense, what is?”
That’s when it happened. Suddenly, Seo Juhan’s hand was wrapped up entirely.
“What?”
Seo Juhan flinched in surprise and pulled his hand.
“Ngh.”
However, making the attempt to pull out his wrapped hand futile, it was caught by the hand that followed. Before he could even react, fingers interlaced and invaded.
Befitting the strong skeletal structure of their owner, they were long and thick fingers. Each knuckle protruded noticeably, creating bumps. Those fingers crawled like snakes between his own fingers, tightly filling the gaps. The stark size difference made the space between knuckles painful.
“But…”
Go Un straightened his lowered upper body and leaned loosely to the side.
“When are we going to progress more?”
The guy asked as if whispering into his ear.
It was almost like breath, but the tone was low like a cave with no visible end.
“Let go.”
At that eerie yet damp voice, Seo Juhan’s spine tingled. The roots where their fingers were entangled were so stiff they couldn’t move even an inch.
“Teacher said we need to progress.”
“Ah, fuck, I said let go.”
Seo Juhan’s earlobes turned bright red. He shook his arm trying to pull out the bound hand, but it was useless. The more force he applied, the more the noose filling the space between his fingers as if to burst them instead squeezed tightly.
“Ah, did we finish everything last time?”
“You son of a…”
“We didn’t. There’s still a lot we haven’t done.”
Go Un curved his eyes strangely while pressing Juhan’s captured hand against his own cheek. The smile that would normally have been despicable looked exactly like seduction, perhaps due to the strange charm of those ears.
“Y-you, crazy!”
Seo Juhan’s nape reddened as he moved his mouth.
“Yeah. I told you I’m crazy. Even knowing I’m crazy, you shouldn’t keep leaving me alone.”
His eyes of unfathomable depth sank coldly. They burned pitch-black, consuming without a trace. It was fierce, as if he could devour a person with his eyes.
Seo Juhan had a disgusted expression but couldn’t tear his gaze from Go Un’s eyes. Well, that made sense—they were close enough to see the texture of the iris. Being like this, it felt like he’d splashed into those black waves.
The feeling of floundering where his feet couldn’t touch bottom. Unable to escape no matter how hard he tried.
Their gazes clashed sharply. Tension flowed as if the tightly drawn string would break at any moment.
The touching hands were damp with sweat that could have belonged to either of them. Hot heat was transmitted along that humid swamp.
The thick thumb warmly caressed Juhan’s hand. Pressing firmly as if caressing.
Naturally, Seo Juhan’s breath became hot.
Although it had been only one coupling, he could never forget it.
The breath that desperately rushed to the extreme. The tingling that spread to his fingertips and toes. Even the sensation of his entire body seeming to melt away all at once when reaching climax.
It was more intense than any pleasure Seo Juhan had felt in his life.
It was a spectacular orgasm enough to make him lose his reason.
His worldly body remembered that extreme sensation deep in his bones. And the body that knew no satisfaction was bound to chase even more intense stimulation. No matter how much, it wasn’t enough.
Strength entered near Seo Juhan’s tailbone. At his own body’s absurd reaction, Juhan ground his teeth hard.
“I said let this go. Y-you, fucking bastard.”
However, he couldn’t quite shout and muttered softly. For a moment, he even thought about pouring the remaining yogurt smoothie in his face with his free hand.
Bzzt.
Suddenly, the sound of a phone vibrating intruded. That interference subdued the breathless heat just before exploding.
The face that had been close finally pulled back.
Go Un slowly put his empty hand into his pants pocket. The hand that had bound Seo Juhan immobile remained as it was. The darkly rippling eyes also stayed facing this way without moving.
Seo Juhan couldn’t move as if his limbs had stiffened rigidly. It was exactly like being under a spell.
The gaze that was both cold and hot lingered on Juhan for a while before slowly moving to the phone screen.
Only then did Seo Juhan secretly let out the breath he’d been holding faintly.
“They’re telling me to come take group photos.”
Go Un spoke as if talking to himself and clicked his tongue with a displeased air.
The force binding Seo Juhan’s hand smoothly released.
Seo Juhan quickly took his hand and hid it under the table. It still felt numb as if something was wedged between his fingers.
Go Un put his phone in his pocket while getting up. The frame that had been mountainous even when sitting became like Mount Tai when he stood. The series of movements were fast and precise, but somehow leisure flowed.
Go Un, who had just been about to step away, hesitated and looked back diagonally.
Anxiety rose again in Seo Juhan’s eyes as he’d been breathing a sigh of relief.
Go Un suddenly placed his hand firmly on his shoulder. Before he could even flinch in surprise, he leaned his body close. Seo Juhan automatically hunched his body defensively.
“If I get crazier, teacher’s in big trouble.”
At the low rumble, goosebumps sprouted all over Juhan’s body.
The crazy bastard thus forcefully shoved what he wanted to say into Seo Juhan’s ear and quickly disappeared.
“That son of a, crazy…”
Seo Juhan rubbed his ear vigorously while looking at the retreating cat ears. His anxious face was flushed.
As soon as the feline beast went out the cafe door, Seo Juhan picked up his cup. He tilted his head back and poured the remaining yogurt smoothie into his mouth. It was incredibly sweet.
Even after downing the large cup, his throat was parched. His esophagus still burned hotly.
***
[Our child can’t quit smoking, but his character is a good kid. Don’t scold him too much and please comfort him well.]
The woman’s voice coming from beyond the phone was quite refined and dignified.
“Yes, yes.”
Seo Juhan answered with dim eyes while holding the phone to his ear.
[His dad has been strict with him since he was young, you see. He even took up the rod and disciplined him terribly. So, you know, he won’t fight or rebel rudely or anything like that. Even if he makes small mistakes, there hasn’t been any big trouble until now.]
“Yes, yes.”
[But even though he did that, the smoking habit won’t be fixed. Actually, his dad is such a heavy smoker that I’m embarrassed every time I see it.]
Seo Juhan repeated only “yes, yes” identically as if stamped from a mold.
The counseling call that had started indefinitely had been going on for well over 20 minutes.
It had started because the police box contacted them again saying Kim Gichan had been caught trying to buy cigarettes.
[Anyway, maybe it’s because his dad is so scary. Gichan doesn’t find teachers difficult or anything like that.]
“Yeeess.”
[But he seemed to quite like this year’s homeroom teacher. Last year’s homeroom teacher wasn’t interested in the kids at all. Every time I called, they’d hang up saying they were busy with business trips and whatnot. According to Gichan, this year the teacher is young so they can communicate better, should I say. That’s what he said.]
“Ah… yes.”
Do you really need to talk about last year’s homeroom teacher?
Seo Juhan felt somewhat reluctant but refrained from pointing it out. He didn’t know how much longer the conversation would get if he said something else for no reason.
[So please persuade him well, teacher. Even if he doesn’t listen to me or his dad, I think he’ll listen to the teacher.]
He felt like some conclusion had been reached.
“Yes. I understand. I’ll talk well with Gichan.”
Pleased, Seo Juhan quickly promised. He tried to convey sincerity and reliability.
[Oh right.]
It was a voice signaling the start of an overture. He could tell right away based on the results of short-term learning.
Seo Juhan’s expectations crumbled like a pile of sand.
[Gichan said he tries hard during math class, but it seems difficult to keep up. But he was upset saying the teacher doesn’t seem to pay attention to him.]
“…Yes.”
Seo Juhan recalled Kim Gichan’s appearance, immersed in playing on his phone throughout the entire class. He couldn’t tell at which point the hurt feelings had originated.
[Since there are many kids, it must be difficult for the teacher to look after only Gichan. But it’s the first time he’s whined like this.]
The call that was about to wrap up continued sluggishly.
It was excessive information. The longer the conversation went on, the more Seo Juhan wondered if he was really counseling about an exam student.
Kim Gichan seemed to be a whiner at home, unlike his usual self. It felt like being a kindergarten teacher.
[I know you’re busy, but please pay attention. I’m really asking you to take care of Gichan.]
Only when the number on the phone screen approached <40> did Kim Gichan’s mother come to an end.
“Yes… I understand.”
Seo Juhan was exhausted as if he’d run through another class.
[Thank you, teacher.]
The cheerful voice revealing a bright nature was not comforting at all.
“Yes. Take care.”
Seo Juhan curtly said goodbye.
He hung up immediately after greeting. He didn’t have the mental capacity to wait for the other side to hang up first.
