Ch.80080 – Crazy Woman 3

# 080 – The Crazy Woman #3

Do you know Michelangelo’s David?

It’s a magnificent work of art.

And right now, I was David.

I was wearing only a thin robe and striking the same pose as David.

The wind kept sneaking through the gaps in my robe, which was a bit embarrassing.

I couldn’t move at all.

If I moved even slightly, Kim Yujeong, the artist who was drawing my soul, would get angry.

“Don’t move.”

“……”

The only part of my body I could move was my eyeballs.

I rolled my eyes around to observe this officetel studio.

Though she called it a studio, it wasn’t just filled with paintings—there were plenty of everyday items like a refrigerator and bed.

Does artist Kim Yujeong live here alone?

More importantly… how am I supposed to get close to her and join Kwon Suho’s group if we don’t even talk?

It was quite troublesome.

And what made it even more troublesome was that my waist was starting to ache.

Didn’t she say before we started that we’d take breaks every 30 minutes, 10 minutes each?

But looking at the clock, we’d already passed 30 minutes and were approaching 1 hour and 20 minutes.

Drawing continuously for 1 hour and 20 minutes.

What impressive concentration.

Kim Yujeong seemed completely immersed in her drawing.

She was so immersed that she didn’t even notice her school uniform shirt was unbuttoned from the heat, revealing glimpses of her underwear. Actually, I just noticed this myself.

Was she showing it on purpose?

Either way, it was too stimulating for me and causing problems.

“Hey.”

“……”

I was extremely embarrassed.

I really wished I could crawl into a mouse hole if one existed.

Soon, Kim Yujeong looked at the clock and let out a sigh.

“Is it that time already? Take a 10-minute break.”

Thank goodness.

And I became curious.

How had she drawn me?

“Excuse me, can I see how the drawing is coming along?”

“Go ahead.”

Her attitude was a bit prickly.

Swallowing my complaints, I approached the canvas and couldn’t help but be surprised.

Is this supposed to be me?

That’s how I felt.

After making me suffer for an hour and a half, what Kim Yujeong had drawn was a circle.

A large circle drawn in pencil.

“…Weren’t you drawing me?”

“This is you. Ha Yeongwon. Your name has many circles in it. ‘Yeong’ also means zero. ‘Won’ means circle. And the name ‘Yeongwon’ signifies infinite circulation, so it’s like a circle.”

…Honestly, I don’t understand what she’s saying.

Is this some kind of artistic interpretation?

But Kim Yujeong seemed dissatisfied with something and tore the canvas to shreds with a knife.

“No. This doesn’t seem right after all.”

My hour and a half of suffering just disappeared like that?

It was truly a moment of despair.

However, what surprised me more than despair was that as her winter uniform shirt—not a summer one—lifted slightly, I could see scars on her wrist.

They were clearly self-harm marks.

Some looked like old scars, while others appeared to be more recent.

Come to think of it, Yang Juhui had mentioned it.

That Kim Yujeong was self-destructive.

Is this what she meant?

“Well, 10 minutes are up. And you’re staying overnight here today.”

“What?”

“You can’t go home until I finish the painting. But don’t worry, I’ll pay you well. Besides, tomorrow’s the weekend, so you don’t have school anyway.”

No.

Stay overnight?

I never heard about this.

I was scared of Kim Yujeong with her knife, so I just resumed my pose.

At least I could clearly feel Kim Yujeong’s “passion” for art after what just happened.

And that modeling wasn’t something to be embarrassed about.

I should take this seriously too.

That’s what I was thinking when…

“No. This doesn’t seem right either.”

Slash—

Kim Yujeong tore the canvas to shreds with her knife.

Then she put in a new sheet of paper, thought for a moment, and got angry at me.

“Hey. Show me more of your true self.”

“Excuse me?”

“I can see it. You’re hiding yourself. I can tell, you know?”

What is she talking about?

I was confused.

What am I hiding?

While I was flustered, Kim Yujeong sighed.

“No. Forget it. Drawing out the essence of the subject is also the artist’s job. I’ll handle it, so just don’t move.”

She was such a tyrant.

Just as I was thinking this girl might actually be a good match for Kwon Suho, something unexpected happened.

Slip—

Kim Yujeong took off the stockings she was wearing under her skirt, revealing her bare legs.

As a result, her white legs and underwear became visible, which was too stimulating for me, a high school student named Ha Yeongwon, and I couldn’t help but feel embarrassed.

“……”

I was so flustered that my body twitched.

Should we take another 10-minute break?

But Kim Yujeong’s expression was very serious and almost cruel.

“Stay still.”

Scratch scratch scratch scratch—

The artist’s hand moved endlessly.

Like someone possessed.

She also looked like a shaman in a trance.

# # #

“The sketch is done. Take a look. It’s been weeks since I’ve drawn such an amazing picture. Even I think it turned out well.”

At Kim Yujeong’s words, I looked at the drawing.

The drawing was simple.

It was a circle with an arrow.

More precisely, it was an arrow shooting upward from the top of a circle.

↑

○

That’s what it looked like.

Yes.

It was the male symbol ‘♂’.

“Tomorrow I’ll color it. With a feeling of eruption and spraying. Clear your schedule for tomorrow too.”

I have to model tomorrow as well?

Well, since it’s come to this, let’s see how far this goes.

I’ll thoroughly use Kim Yujeong to get close to Kwon Suho.

And I need to fulfill Gu Hyena’s grudge.

“Do you like steak?”

Kim Yujeong cooked meat in the studio’s kitchen and served it to me.

Meat.

A medium-rare steak with juices flowing.

It was delicious.

We sat across from each other and ate.

It was a bit awkward.

Being swept along by Kim Yujeong’s pace seemed like a waste of time, so I thought it would be good to bring up the main topic.

“But I’m not sure if I should really stay overnight. Aren’t you Suho’s girlfriend? Suho is really scary and influential, so if he finds out about me…”

Freeze—

Her hand stopped cutting the meat.

Then, as if she’d lost her appetite, she dumped her entire plate into the trash.

“What does it matter? That bastard, he brings other women and does even worse things. You saw it too, right? What he does in front of me, his girlfriend. It’s really disgusting. What do you think?”

So she’s bringing up that incident.

But the fact that she started talking so freely was a good sign for me.

“I think you’re really attractive with your artistic talent and passion, and you could easily find a better boyfriend. But I wonder why you’re still seeing Kwon Suho despite all this…”

“Kwon Suho is a special person.”

A third-generation chaebol.

He is special, I guess.

As I was nodding in agreement, Kim Yujeong added:

“It’s not just because he’s rich or anything. His soul is quite special among all the people I’ve seen, and it inspires me. That’s why I agreed when he asked me out.”

“Hmm…”

“I don’t expect others to understand. Ordinary people wouldn’t get what I mean anyway. You sleep on the bed over there. I’ll sleep on the couch.”

After eating, she went to bed early.

It’s only 9 PM and she’s already sleeping?

I had nothing else to do, so I lay on the bed playing with my phone.

It smelled nice.

Is this where she usually sleeps?

And then I dozed off.

I smelled soil.

No, it was the smell of paint that filled the studio.

Suddenly my body felt heavy, and when I opened my eyes, something was looking down at me.

“Holy mother of—!”

A ghost!

Another ghost appeared!

That’s what I thought, but the ghost’s hair was shorter than expected.

“Is that… Yujeong?”

“Yes. I thought this would be the best way to get revenge on Kwon Suho. Acting just like him. I wasn’t planning to wake you up, but maybe this is better.”

Slip—

Kim Yujeong licked my forehead with her tongue.

The wet, warm sensation was very unfamiliar, and I felt my blood boiling throughout my body like the power surging through a car engine, making my body hot.

What on earth is happening!

As Kim Yujeong’s hand boldly invaded under my top, I was even scared.

“Wait! Noona! Isn’t this wrong? If Suho finds out, I’m in big trouble! I’ll die! A commoner like me will disappear without a trace!”

“That’s true. It’s well-known that he nearly kills any guy who touches his girlfriend.”

“You know that!”

“But do you think he has that kind of nerve these days? He’s been completely wrecked for days now. I don’t know what happened, but he keeps vomiting and having seizures.”

Unexplained vomiting and seizures.

It must be because of his quirk.

It was satisfying to hear that the third-generation chaebol was completely wrecked, but that was one thing and this was another.

I was afraid of Kim Yujeong.

This woman was only seeing me as a “tool.”

A tool for revenge against Kwon Suho.

And she seemed to see me as a kind of self-destructive weapon.

Crazy woman!

As I struggled desperately, Yujeong asked me:

“…Is this your first time?”

“What? Well, that’s… I’m still a first-year in high school… isn’t it obvious?”

“I did it with my art tutor when I was in second year of middle school. The teacher was a woman and I was a woman, but it wasn’t a problem at all. You and I are even a man and a woman. There’s even less of an issue.”

“……”

“From what I can see, you also seem to have something special inside you. Something under your skin. If you want to vividly know what this is, just looking isn’t enough. You have to feel it directly.”

Chomp—

Kim Yujeong bit my ear.

Very hard.

I was quite flustered by this sensation I’d never felt before.

I’m really being eaten alive!

Ring ring ring—

Just then, a phone call came in.

What a tacky ringtone!

It was my phone!

“Wait! I think I got a call!”

I pushed Kim Yujeong away and reached for my phone.

I could see the name “Yang Juhui” on the screen.

“Oh, Juhui.”

“What’s up? Did the modeling job go well? Why haven’t you said anything in the group chat? We need to decide whether to send an exploration party today or go in ourselves.”

That’s right.

That’s what I should have done, but I fell asleep while using my phone.

By the way, I hadn’t told anyone I was staying overnight at Kim Yujeong’s place.

For some reason, I felt awkward telling Yang Juhui.

Jeongseok’s comment that Yang Juhui might like me was also on my mind.

It felt like I was cheating, somehow.

But we’re not even in a relationship yet!

“I’ll talk to you in the chat. Yeah. Let’s hang up.”

Click—

I hung up on Yang Juhui.

Thanks to that, I was saved, I guess.

When I turned on the light, I saw Kim Yujeong hurriedly getting dressed.

“Do you have a girl you like?”

A girl I like.

Suddenly, the faces of several women flashed through my mind.

My brilliant and glorious history of unrequited love.

Some had burned to ashes, while others still had embers of hope.

“Yes.”

“You’re different from the men I thought you were.”

“……”

“I won’t make you uncomfortable anymore. But please continue modeling for me. I’ll pay you. I feel like I’m getting back the sparkle I lost recently. Let me draw you more. I’ll finish the painting tomorrow.”

She’ll pay me?

How much can I get?

While I was torn between financial considerations and the thought “this woman is crazy, let’s just run away,” something happened.

Beep, beep beep beep—

Just then, I heard someone opening the door to the studio.

I remembered that Kim Yujeong lived alone in this studio.

Who would be coming here?

Knock knock knock—

“Hey, Yujeong, are you in there? It’s me. Open the door. Why did you change the door lock password without my permission? Do you want to die? Why aren’t you answering my calls again? I told you I hate it when people ignore my calls, didn’t I?”

Soon, a familiar voice was heard from beyond the door.

It was Kwon Suho’s voice.

Kim Yujeong was startled too.

“Hey. Hide. If Kwon Suho sees you, he might really kill you.”