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Jimin entered the room, lay down on the sofa and closed his eyes.

The thought of Seopwoo could not leave my mind.

It was difficult for even me to understand.

Seopwoo was a diligent honors student and there was nothing to fault, but that was it.

He was a man with an average appearance but no noticeable charm, and after returning from the military, his personality seemed to have become gloomy and he often walked around alone without any friends.

Jimin had never been interested in him.

But a few months ago, something started to change.

I had never had anything to do with him or even talked to him, so I started to notice him.

‘Why?’

What happened in front of the library lingered in my mind.

Seopwoo was scared by her and was pressing his body against the wall.

The exhilarating pleasure he felt in the brief moment of pushing him was still vivid in Jimin’s memory.

If there was no car that came to pick him up,

If he couldn’t escape,

Then what happened?

That thought stimulated Jimin’s imagination.

*

10 o’clock at night.

While I was in the middle of typing, I received a message from Eugene.

– yujin1710****@g***.com

Looking at the date after the name, it seemed like a new account was created that day.

After typing for about 30 more minutes, Seopwoo was able to write down everything he imagined today.

He opened the email creation page and copied and pasted the text.

The text window was filled with unfiltered writings of one’s own embarrassing and embarrassing imagination.

He wrote Eugene’s email address in the recipient’s box.

My face was flushed and my heart was pounding.

I had no idea what Eugene would do after reading this.

As he slowly moved the cursor over the send button, Seopwoo’s fingers began to tremble more and more violently.

Breathing became shallow and rapid.

After hesitating for a while, he took a deep breath, closed his eyes tightly, and pressed the left mouse button.

[Transmission complete.]

My heart was beating like crazy.

He closed his laptop and turned his head toward the bed.

Eugene’s shoes, placed next to the pillow, caught his eye.

Tiring.

The corner of Eugene’s mouth went up slightly when he heard the email notification sound.

Lying on the bed, she picked up the phone and opened the email sent by Seopwoo.

Then, I slowly savored the content, line by line.

I picture each scene in my head.

She nodded and smiled as she finished reading the email, repeated the process a few more times, and then fell asleep.

* * *

The next day, Tuesday morning.

When Seopwoo arrived at school and was walking to the library, he received a call from Eugene.

He was very anxious.

I had no idea what Eugene was thinking while reading the email I sent the night before.

He took a deep breath and politely answered the phone with both hands.

“Yes, Mr. Representative.”

A cracked voice came out, combined with the dry wind of the autumn morning and the tension.

“Oh my. I guess I didn’t sleep well?”

“Yes? Uh, ah, no. I slept well.”

Eugene’s light laughter was heard.

“How’s your face?”

“Ah, yes.”

Seopwoo looked at his face on the phone screen.

There were no traces left on his face, to the point where you wouldn’t think he had been hit by a thick, hard high heel in an underground parking lot the day before.

A thought crossed his mind that he hadn’t hit him randomly.

“Uh…it’s okay.”

“Isn’t it swollen?”

“Yes. Not at all… Thank you for touching me yesterday… ”

“Thank goodness?”

Light laughter was heard once more.

As if I knew it would happen like this.

Seopwoo felt as if every single thing he did was in the palm of Eugene’s hand.

“You’ll be here by 3 o’clock, right?”

“Yes, yes.”

“There is a small park in front of the company. Come there.”

“Yes. Ah, I understand.”

Eugene hung up the phone.

The fact that she didn’t say anything about the email made Seopwoo even more nervous.

His heart was pounding as if he was broken, and his face was heating up.

Tuesday 2:40 PM.

After getting off at Seongsu Station on Line 2, Seopwoo walked a few blocks and arrived in front of a box-shaped glass building facing a small park.

Although it was not crazy busy, it was a place where the constant sound of cars and white noise mixed with the voices of people passing by made you feel like you were in the city.

Arrived faster than expected.

As there was some time left until the appointment time, Seopwoo became eager to get closer to where Eugene worked.

He entered through the revolving door on the first floor of the building.

A clean, tall, modern lobby that seemed to have been completed only a few years ago appeared.

It felt like there could be hundreds of desks on one floor.

Next to the elevator in the lobby of the building, the names of companies located on each floor were listed.

In most cases, there were multiple companies on one floor, but the only one on the 33rd floor was JUK International.

Seopwoo pressed the button on the elevator leading to the upper floor.

As I walked a few steps out of the hall in front of the elevator on the 33rd floor, I saw a hallway with a long glass wall covered with a translucent sheet from ankle height to forehead height.

After walking down the hallway for a bit, a glass door appeared, which appeared to be the main entrance to the company.

Seopwoo was able to get a glimpse of the interior through the sheet at the top of the door.

Stylish and modern interior.

The scene looks like a mid-sized company where people of all ages, from those in their 20s to people who look like they are in their 50s, are working together.

Seopwoo was a world I had never experienced before.

When I thought that everyone here followed Eugene’s decisions, I felt an unfamiliar sense of distance from her.

At that moment, the sight of several women on the desk caught my eye.

Dayoung’s face appeared like lightning in Seopwoo’s mind.

The face of a beautiful woman with desirable thighs who had left a mark on her buttocks from a harsh beating three days ago.

He unconsciously put his hand on my butt.

I could feel a few bruises that hadn’t gone away yet.

As blood rushed into the chastity belt, my face turned red without me realizing it.

He hurried back to the elevator and pressed the button.

After going down to the ground floor, he left the lobby and quickly walked to the park across from the building.

The cool autumn air and the serious expressions of passers-by slowly calmed his lower body.

He took a moment to catch his breath and looked at his watch.

2:55.

It was the right time to send a message.

– Im here. A park bench.

Eugene sent a short reply within a few seconds.

– Just wait a moment.

A few minutes after that.

It was when Seopwoo was momentarily distracted by an expensive sports car passing on the road next to him.

“Mr. Seopwoo?”

A familiar voice.

His shoulders were suddenly pulled up.

Seopwoo turned his head with a stiff movement.

Dayoung was looking at him with her signature sly smile.

It was a charming smile that conveyed joy and anticipation.

She looked different in many ways from last Saturday.

Shiny straight hair that hangs down to below the shoulders,

A tight red dress shirt that slightly shows cleavage,

A small shoulder bag made of crocodile skin,

Black skirt that reaches above the knees,

Flesh-colored stockings and purple hemp heels.

Although it was a formal outfit that could be worn at work, the shiny hair and satin skirt showed off a subtle glamour.

In particular, the tight skirt and stylish hemp high heels made the volume of Dayoung’s voluptuous legs even sexier.

Seopwoo swallowed his saliva.

“Oh, it’s Da-young. Ah, hello.”

The moment she heard his stuttering words, Dayoung’s eyebrows twitched and moved.

The smiling eye smile became even narrower.

“Did you wait long?”

“Oh, no. Well, I just arrived.”

Dayoung, standing in high heels

Seopwoo sitting on a bench wearing sneakers.

A stuttering tone that makes people angry every time he speaks.

A desire to punish Seop-woo crept within Da-young.

Her tone of voice became subtly cold.

“Stand up.”

“Yes? Uh, yes.”

Dayoung turned around without saying a word.

Seopwoo awkwardly got up from the bench and started following her.

It was clear that Eugene had entrusted today’s work to her.

The two walked to the public parking lot next door.

The sound made by the heels of Dayoung’s heels pressing against the floor, where Dayoung’s weight was concentrated, irritated Seopwoo’s groin little by little.

She approached the beige Mini Cooper and opened the driver’s door.

Seopwoo was secretly intimidated.

He kept remembering that she was the same age as him.

“Tayo.”

Looking at Dayoung’s attitude, it was clear that Eugene had sent her.

Seopwoo opened the passenger door and got into the car.

Dayoung looked at that and smiled narrowly.

She said after the car door was closed.

“It doesn’t hurt anymore?”

“Yes yes? Yes?”

Dayoung was looking at him with a smiling face.

Seopwoo’s face turned red.

He moved his head up and down stiffly.

Nod… nod.

Dayoung looked at that for a moment, then smiled and raised her hand.

“Ugh.”

match!

“Gasp!”

Dayoung’s sudden slap.

It didn’t hurt too much, but I came to my senses.

Seopwoo’s eyes were round like golf balls.

Dayoung raised the corners of her mouth slightly and started the car as if nothing had happened.

Seopwoo swallowed his saliva.

My heart was pounding and pounding.