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    A sunny spring day.

    While walking down the street after class, Jung Ye-sol nodded to a sudden offer for a free self-defense experience.

    She was on her way to meet a friend at a cafe, but it wasn’t an important appointment. They had just agreed to study together at the same cafe.

    So she followed him.

    The young director with a slightly menacing face and a fairly sturdy body, evident even beneath his uniform.

    It wasn’t that she had ever been interested in self-defense or anything like that. But since he was offering to teach her, she felt a flicker of interest for the first time.

    She figured it might be useful someday in this rough world, so it was worth trying the free experience.

    Actually, she would usually have ignored it completely and passed by. But for some reason, she felt like indulging a whim, and there was also a practical reason.

    ‘Ever since I entered university, the number of annoying guys and irritating bastards has increased.’

    Men had approached her since she was young.

    She couldn’t help but be popular.

    Her jet-black hair, which was long in middle and high school but is now cut short.

    Her small and pretty face, with sharp eyes that might seem a bit fierce, but even that made her more attractive.

    Her small, pert nose and plump lips with a reddish tint.

    Her moderate height of 165cm and a slender figure with curves in all the right places.

    Men couldn’t help but be drawn to her.

    ‘And sometimes there are persistent ones…’

    Nothing that threatened her safety had happened yet, but there was no guarantee that some crazy person like those in the news wouldn’t appear near her.

    ‘In middle and high school, some pathetic bastards would flirt and act up, and after entering university, these horny sons of bitches, pretending to be seniors, try to get me drunk all the time…’

    She had definitely benefited from her pretty face in life. But that meant a lot of morons flocked to her, too.

    Not to mention university seniors and classmates, it had been like that since middle and high school.

    ‘Annoying.’

    Back in her school days, Jung Ye-sol would be considered a bully if she had to be described. But she didn’t play dirty.

    She didn’t have a boyfriend, she never bullied or stole from anyone, and she didn’t really drink alcohol.

    Only cigarettes – she had tried them once in high school because an older girl looked cool smoking, and she still secretly carries them, but she hasn’t actually put one in her mouth more than three times.

    She moderately broke school rules by shortening her uniform and yet studied well enough to enter a prestigious university.

    In a way, she was just an ordinary student.

    But to her peers, she was a type of bully, and that’s why some of the “playing” boys were constantly hitting on her.

    Of course, she saw all the men who approached her as stupid brats, so she always told them to get lost and kept her distance.

    Back then.

    And even now.

    In that situation, the self-defense experience invitation she encountered by chance was enough to pique her interest.

    Since all sorts of guys were clinging to her, there was a chance that one of them might go crazy and attack her.

    So she followed him to the self-defense place… the place that was written as a Hapkido dojang, whether they also did Hapkido.

    It was a more pleasing place than she had expected.

    ‘There’s no one here. I thought there would be a lot of kids.’

    Jung Ye-sol doesn’t really like things that are busy and noisy. So she liked the atmosphere of the dojang, which was filled with tranquility.

    She also liked that it was clean overall when she took a quick look around.

    Of course, she wasn’t happy about the fact that he left her in the dojang for a while and came out late from the office, or the way the director looked her up and down after he came out.

    After that.

    -Thud

    “How is it? You can feel that I’m not using any strength, right?”

    The director’s technique, which claimed to be practical self-defense, was interesting and fun.

    “What, why is it so easy? Did you fall on purpose?”

    “No, that’s not… what is it? Why are you so good? Have you learned it somewhere before?”

    It was even more so because she learned the techniques so easily that she wondered if she had a talent for it.

    At first, she thought he was acting to attract members, but she could dispel her suspicion after seeing the director’s dimwitted face.

    If that was acting, he would have already succeeded as an actor.

    -Thump

    “……”

    “It works?”

    With a really trivial action, with a technique.

    She even felt pleasure when she knocked down the body of a man who was 1.5 times bigger than her.

    Self-defense is surprisingly fun, she thought.

    And when learning the next technique.

    -Squeeze…

    The moment the director’s thick body pressed against her from behind.

    Honestly, she felt intimidated.

    By the inevitable difference in physique between men and women, and by the muscles that felt firm even though he didn’t use much strength.

    -Fondle… grope

    She was overwhelmed by the man’s flesh, grabbing her chest and covering her body.

    ‘Annoying…!’

    She was annoyed by her weak, helpless female body.

    At the same time, her body heated up slightly. Jung Ye-sol thought it was because she was angry.

    It was the first time she had allowed someone else to touch her body, her breasts.

    Her plump breasts were crumpled in his hands, through her bra and sweater.

    She didn’t care at all because it was a natural touch during ‘class’.

    She was just upset.

    Perhaps it was thanks to feeling that emotion.

    “Try it once. You remember the motion I did, right? If you raise your upper body, your whole body could be lifted, so put your center of gravity down and to the side…”

    “Heuk…!”

    When she moved her body as the director had taught her and escaped from the pressure, a feeling close to pleasure surged.

    A smile naturally blossomed on Jung Ye-sol’s face.

    It was fun.

    Overcoming the lack of strength and the innate difference in physique with technique.

    It was really fun.

    “Yes? Uh… even if you become proficient in Hapkido, it’s probably best not to think about fighting a man. Even if they are of similar build, there will be a difference in strength, and if the opponent is someone with a significantly larger build like me, you could get seriously injured.”

    She was a little annoyed by the director’s tactless facts, but she was also pleased that he spoke honestly rather than just saying nice things in a perfunctory way.

    “Escaping can also be easily done by striking the back of the hand with something like a smartphone. The back of a person’s hand is a surprisingly vulnerable area. Or there is a way to attack the testicles by folding the legs back while grabbed… there are so many possibilities depending on the situation. It’s a little difficult to point them all out now.”

    Besides, he hadn’t said that there was no solution at all.

    She was curious. What else is there? Would she be able to learn new things as easily as she did now?

    Still, she couldn’t make a decision hastily here. It would create a fixed schedule every week.

    “You don’t have to decide right away, go back and think about it.”

    “…When are the classes?”

    “The schedule is entirely based on your schedule. You can do it just once a week, for an hour at a time, like getting PT.”

    “That’s good. I’ll think about it. Thank you for teaching me.”

    “Thank you too!”

    After finishing the free experience like that, she came out of the dojang with the director’s business card in her hand.

    ‘…It’s a little hot.’

    For some reason, her body was a little flushed.

    Had she enjoyed herself that much in this short time?

    A smile slipped out.

    And that evening.

    When she came home after finishing homework and studying with her friend at the cafe.

    “Hey, pig. Did you study hard?”

    -Tap, tap

    Her twenty-two-year-old sibling, who still hadn’t grown up, annoyingly poked her tired body with his fingers.

    “Get lost.”

    “Look at the way you talk to your older brother. Oh, I ate the yogurt that was in the fridge. I helped you because you might gain weight, so you don’t have to be too grateful. And next time, buy strawberry flavor. What’s with the grape?”

    “…….”

    -Tap, tap

    Jung Ye-sol’s annoyance soared to the top of her head.

    It wasn’t anything new that he ate the yogurt she bought or that he annoyingly poked her.

    But for some reason, she was more annoyed today.

    Perhaps the reason why she hadn’t dated a man so far, the reason why she thought all men were like kids, was definitely largely due to this sibling.

    -Slap!

    “Stop it and get out.”

    “Wow, you dare hit your older brother? Hit me more! Huk, huk…!”

    -Tap, tap, tap!

    “Ugh…! Stop it and get out!”

    Eventually, when Jung Ye-sol couldn’t stand it and tried to swing her arm wide to the side.

    -Grab!

    “I got you, right? You can’t hit me, right?”

    -Tap, tap!

    The moment he grabbed her wrist with one hand and touched her body again with the other, irritating her.

    Jung Ye-sol’s body moved reflexively.

    -Swish…!

    Rotating her wrist greatly downward, naturally pressing down with her hand on her sibling’s elbow that had risen upward.

    “Kkueak…!”

    She knocked down her sibling, who was screaming at the unexpected counterattack.

    Jung Ye-sol, looking down at her sibling, her older brother, who had his arm twisted and was lying face down on the floor, was surprised herself.

    To be honest.

    No matter how much the director praised her for being good, she thought it would be difficult to actually use it in a real fight.

    But she succeeded in the self-defense she had learned for a moment today.

    It was partly because a similar composition and posture came out by chance, but anyway.

    “C-crazy pig… what the fuck did you learn…”

    “Won’t you shut up? Do you want your arm broken?”

    -Press…!

    “Ah, ah, ah! I surrender! Let go, let go! It hurts, damn it!”

    “Just stop acting up so much. It’s annoying.”

    Jung Ye-sol released her brother’s arm. Then her brother ran into the kitchen as if fleeing.

    “Mom! The pig is breaking my arm right now…!”

    -Slap!!

    “Ack! Why did you hit me!”

    “Stop bothering your sister! Why are you bothering a kid who came home after studying hard! Oh my, the eldest son is always just playing games at home!”

    “No, I got hit… Ack! It hurts! Jeez, I got it!”

    “Take out the spoons! So Ye-sol can eat dinner!”

    “Why do I have to do that…”

    -Slaap!!

    “Ah, I got it!!”

    Jung Ye-sol was no longer interested in her brother, who was acting in a way that made her lose all affection for him until the end.

    Just.

    -Thump, thump

    Her heart was pounding.

    That idiot, calling himself her older brother, a man, has been using his superior strength to bully her since she was young.

    She had overwhelmed that idiot for the first time, even if only for a moment.

    Thanks to that, Jung Ye-sol’s mind, which had been at about 75% in terms of registering for the dojang.

    At this moment.

    ‘Let’s stop by on the weekend. Anyway, he said I can set the time as I please. Since there were no people, it seems like it’s a completely reservation-based system, so I’ll check my schedule every week…’

    It became 100%.

    She wanted to learn more.

    From that director, whom she didn’t even know the name of yet.

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