061. Zero Dating Experiences (2)

I don’t believe in the concept of fate.

Well, even Mom and Dad, who seemed like soulmates, turned out not to be fated for each other, you know.

So instead of fate,

I believe in coincidence.

“Eht…”

Being saddled with an errand by the ill-natured landlord,

I ran into that person from yesterday.

“Are you here to buy coffee?”

“Eht, uh… Oppa?”

“Did you come to buy coffee? Here.”

“…Ah, yes. I came to buy coffee.”

“I ran out of beans.”

“Aha…”

As if I’d forgotten yesterday’s secret rendezvous,

exchanging polite greetings while smelling the coffee aroma,

“Did the landlord make you run an errand or something?”

“Ah! Yes. How did you guess?”

“Since you ordered two cups.”

As if we were people who had known each other for quite a long time,

sitting on chairs and chatting away.

“…”

While holding the coffee in one hand and walking with a ttogak ttogak sound,

him slowly following behind me.

“Eht, excuse me Oppa…?”

Passing through the entranceway side by side,

naturally getting on the same elevator.

“Why?”

“…No.”

As soon as we were alone, naturally uttering informal speech,

putting his hand around my waist as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

“…Hmm. Oppa, doesn’t this place have CCTV installed…?”

“If you hide thoroughly like you do, they can’t identify you.”

“Wow, your tone sounds like you’ve done it before, that’s really scary…?”

“I used to be someone captured on camera back in the day.”

“…So you’re saying this angle isn’t visible, so it’s okay?”

“No, it probably is visible?”

“…Fucking pervert.”

Slowly stroking down with the hand that was around me towards my thigh,

caressing my pure white thigh without permission.

“Everything here is great, but the elevator taking too long is a bit annoying.”

“…Still, since it’s a high floor, the night view is good, so it’s fine, right?”

“Only at night is it okay. During the day, not really.”

“Hmm…”

Even though I hide my face, my pure white skin and hair can’t be hidden,

and the fact that he seems like he’d never let me go, even if someone else entered this place.

“…But, after doing that kind of thing to unnie yesterday, is it okay to do this to me?”

“What is ‘this kind of thing’?”

“This kind of thing. …What you’re doing right now.”

Even though I knew he wouldn’t let go,

his palm stroking my thigh, pulling it up to my butt.

“…Do you only have panties like this?”

“They’re really cool and comfortable. …Oppa should try wearing them. It’s surprisingly good, you know?”

“That kind of thing doesn’t suit her.”

“Why? …Because she’s sexier than me, doesn’t it suit her much better?”

“…She’s not a fucking perverted bastard like you. Ordinary things suit her better.”

…While pouring profanity into my ear,

tightly grabbing my plump butt.

“…Heh heh, if you grab so tightly like that, I feel like I’ll scream too.”

“A girl who would scream like that certainly wouldn’t have taken pictures like that for you.”

“But Oppa, you deleted them, didn’t you?”

“If I ask you to take them again, won’t you?”

“…Hmph, seeing your attitude, I don’t like it… …Uh, I didn’t say it was okay to take off my panties, you know?”

“What I lent you yesterday, I’m taking it back, taking it back.”

So skillfully untying the thin knot,

letting the thin panties hang limply in a place where anyone could walk in at any time,

turning me into a slut.

“Joo-hyuk oppa is a genuine fucking perverted pervert, isn’t he. …Even though I gave you the one stained with semen on my panties yesterday as a gift, are you still not satisfied?”

“I threw that away. It would be troublesome if she found out unnecessarily.”

“Wow… if I sold that to my fans, it would fetch several million won.”

“Who would buy something stained with semen from an unknown man?”

“But someone will buy it, right…? Oppa, do you know how many Instagram followers I have?”

“Well, a million?”

“Pfft. Still, it far exceeds a million. Although it hasn’t been long since I made it… Roughly, among those several million, how many creepy perverts do you think there are compared to you?”

“Even if there are, they’re probably less perverted than you?”

“Ah! I’ve been caught…”

Surprised by that audacious action,

I wished his thick fingers stroking my butt would touch a more ticklish spot.

“…But I’m busy, and it’s such a waste, but I don’t have time to play with you, Oppa.”

“A busy girl goes to buy coffee without wearing panties?”

“Pfft. Today’s the last holiday, you know~ …If Haeun unnie wasn’t home, maybe.”

In order to overcome the thrilling sense of defeat from yesterday,

constantly provoking Oppa with his fierce face.

“Anyway, I said I’ll contact you if I have time? …Oppa, don’t you want to see an idol’s house sometime?”

“…Well, the floor right above is an idol’s house, though.”

“Pfft, Jia’s place is just somewhere she sleeps, so it’s not fun… Compared to that, my house is really fun, you know? Like stage outfits, or things received as sponsorship when going on variety shows…”

“Sounds fun.”

“The TV is super big too, so if you turn on the public broadcast channels, my face might appear. …How about it?”

“Indeed, your face appeared earlier when I turned on the TV too.”

“…Did you masturbate after watching?”

“You wore the clothes too childishly, so it wasn’t a turn-on.”

“Ahaha, …that’s what’s a turn-on. Idiot.”

Completely fallen for Haeun unnie’s mature charm,

trying to hook Joo-hyuk oppa, who treats me like an idiot, somehow.

“Ah, we’re here. …Sorry, but could you let go a bit? I have to deliver coffee.”

“…”

Still pretending to be nonchalant, but

making eye contact with him for a long time, where a strange lingering regret seemed visible.

All coincidence.

It’s coincidence.

Meeting a trash-like person like this,

who I could only meet after crossing the sea,

is practically proof that there’s no fate between us.

“…Okay. Let’s meet later. If you have time.”

“…Yes.”

…If there was fate,

wouldn’t they have sent a person like this to the seat next to me when I was in middle school?

Instead of those stupid, ugly, short baldies with protruding buck teeth,

they would have protected me from those crazy bitches.

Of course,

“…Ah, I didn’t delete this…”

Like yesterday’s secret rendezvous that both he and I carefully kept,

it would have been miserably ruined, you know.

Still,

“…What the hell are you trying to do, sending things like that again and dropping this on the floor?”

I think it would have been good to have even that kind of youth.

Left alone in the dead-end hallway,

youth spent tidying up and putting on panties.

In its own way, it seems like it would have been fun.

But if it had been like that, I couldn’t have been an idol…

Maybe this is better?

Compared to middle school girls or high school girls,

after all, a popular idol is more attractive, isn’t she?

…Until two years ago, I was wearing both, but…

Ah, what a waste, what a waste.

I wish we had met just a little earlier.

Instead,

…One day later than Haeun unnie.

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Dinner bought and eaten outside after a long time.

My friends chattered, saying it was delicious and ate it well, but to my taste, it was barely worth the money.

Moreover, it was full of cheese and had too many carbohydrates.

If I eat things like this, I’ll definitely gain weight, you know.

Even if I exercise, what I ate can never be lost,

that bastard whispered in my ear whenever he was bored.

“…I’m home.”

Likewise, after a long time, I step foot into the house alone.

Unlike the bright entranceway where the lights turn on automatically, the hallway is dim.

That’s because I usually go around turning off the lights here, but even the light leaking from the living room isn’t visible.

…You said you had plans,

it seems you really went out.

“…”

Moving my feet into the dark living room, I flick on the fluorescent light.

Originally, it was somewhat clean, but the living room became neat to a pathological level from some point on.

Seeing even the remote control placed at a right angle on the table makes me feel unnecessarily annoyed.

…Despite committing all sorts of dirty things to me.

What cleanliness are you concerned about?

Tell me to try holding semen in my mouth too.

How fishy and disgusting that is.

While covering my lips until I can’t breathe when penetrating…

…After making me suck it forcefully, you never try to kiss me, do you?

After rinsing my mouth because it’s dirty and gargling,

Only then you come at me again, dirtying the mouth I carefully cleaned.

…Truly a trash bastard.

You don’t know limits.

“Hoo…”

Because I need to know around when that annoying roommate will return, I let out a deep sigh and try calling.

It was supposed to be a house I lived in alone, but after almost 3 weeks, being left alone feels quite unfamiliar.

Conversely speaking, does it mean I’ve adapted to life living together with that trash?

In the morning, picking at the meals he prepared,

at lunch, being dragged to the gym and overworked,

in the evening, strumming the guitar in front of him watching,

…At night, barely surviving him persistently craving me.

A life worse than a pet, where I collapse from exhaustion but am forcefully woken up and violated.

“…Ah, why aren’t you picking up…”

I should be jumping for joy if I escaped that terrible daily life even for a moment, but

because I don’t know what on earth your intention was for leaving, I’m anxious and feel like I’m going crazy.

I know nothing about what connections that man has.

Considering his character, which is no different from human scum, I feel much more relieved when I’m with him.

While I’m with him, at best, it’s just rape.

Even if he takes my sexy photos during that time, it doesn’t matter anymore if he’s just going to look at them alone.

…But when he’s out of sight like now,

I’m afraid of what he might do outside my field of vision, and cold sweat is pouring out.

The day I was first raped by him comes to mind.

The bad ending I dreamed of that day fills my head,

and the fear from that time rushes back.

Ah, hello?

“Hey, Kang Joo-hyuk…!”

To Kang Joo-hyuk, who answered the phone just before the ringtone cut off, I reflexively shout.

Where on earth did you go, you bastard.

You definitely didn’t have plans, did you?

Not just today, but all along since you barged in here.

Ah, why are you hurting my ears.

“Where, where are you? Who did you have plans with?”

An acquaintance, a senior. He lives nearby, so he said he’d buy me a meal.

“…Really?”

“Why would I lie to you?”

Just then, an acquaintance, a senior, appeared.

Plans that just got scheduled.

Noisy voices heard just then.

Ah, …Joo-hyuk… …Oppa.

Amidst that, a woman’s voice mixing in.

I absolutely couldn’t stand his attitude, telling me to believe this kind of thing shamelessly.

“…When are you coming back?”

After dinner. It’ll take a while? There’s still some alcohol left.

“…Is it nearby?”

Uh…, um. What was it. Here…, Ah. Um. Uh. It’s nearby.

…Ha.

Even after craving my body like that every day.

That horny dick seems to have no chastity.

Crazy bastard.

For some reason, since you said you had plans today, you said you’d cancel the filming.

That crazy bastard wouldn’t possibly not film a video after seeing the new clothes.

Even after stuttering in front of me for the first time, shamelessly until the end.

To him, who never explained that faintly heard thin voice,

…I’ve gotten sick of it.

“…Let me talk to him briefly. To that senior.”

What?

“Saying you’d introduce your girlfriend, let me talk to him. You said we should do that outside, didn’t you?”

…Do you really have to?

…As expected.

You trash are increasing victims like me again.

You can’t be satisfied with just me, so you’re looking for another victim.

Human scum.

Serial rapist.

Merely with words like these, I can’t properly describe him, but I don’t know any stronger expression.

This time, what kind of woman are you targeting again?

Since you’ve raped women with large breasts like me, this time a small woman?

Or since you’ve targeted idol unnies, this time a cheerleader too?

You’ll make her wear a school uniform and fuck her, right?

After forcefully making her say she’s 17?

“Yeah. I really have to.”

Then I’ll switch the call, so introduce yourself clearly with your own mouth? Did I say I was a senior?

“What…?”

After pouring out all these disgusting feelings, the reason for which even I can’t understand,

Ah, yes. Hello. I’m Hwang Sunghoon, Joo-hyuk’s senior. Are you perhaps Joo-hyuk’s girlfriend…?

Ah, Oppa! Why are you introducing yourself so stiffly to a junior’s girlfriend~

“…Yes?”

To my ears, the voices of a seemingly kind middle-aged man and a slightly younger woman come through the receiver.

Introduce yourself. Haeun-ah.

“Ah…”

Hey, Haeun…?

“…Uh, excuse me.”

I told you I was his senior multiple times?

If it’s this man’s senior,

100 out of 100 times, a baseball senior.

A player from the team I worked at.

…A player from Dad’s team.

“No, um…”

Don’t drag it out. You brought it up first.

“…Ah, um. I, I am…”

Stop stuttering.

“…Seo, Seo Haeun. Kang…, no. Joo-hyuk…si’s girlfriend…”

Uh, the Seo Haeun who worked at the club? Director-nim’s daughter?

“……Yes.”

Wow, this… What…

No, Sunbae-nim. Aren’t you overreacting?

Ah, sorry. I was surprised…

Oh, please. You’re almost 40, why are you surprised by something like that? Someone like Oppa is marrying me, so Joo-hyuk’s younger brother… well, you know. He could meet the Director’s daughter~

To the person clearly remaining in my memory,

I ended up introducing myself clearly as Kang Joo-hyuk’s lover.

…He didn’t order me to, let alone,

even though he tried to stop me.

With my tongue.