Chapter Index

    “rice?”

    “Uh, Bob. Then come here to eat pork cutlet.”

    “Use it.”

    Ahn Hyeon-ho took a deep breath, probably because he was displeased with my answer.

    It wasn’t difficult to figure out why he was like this, but I wondered if there was a need to do this to me outright.

    “Can I join you too?”

    Ahn Hyun-ho, who was showing his displeasure, suddenly smiled brightly and secretly asked Choi Yi-seo.

    “…….”

    Choi Yi-seo was expressionless, different from the somewhat relaxed expression she had shown before.

    “no.”

    When I saw that and answered from the other side, both people’s eyes turned towards me at the same time.

    “I’m sorry, but I’m talking privately with Choi Yi-seo. “It’s a bit uncomfortable to have other people join in.”

    What he was saying was that he was sorry, but he was just telling him to go away.

    “ah… … Heh, that’s fun.”

    Hyunho Ahn scratched his head, then looked at me and nodded his head.

    “okay. “I was oblivious.”

    And then he goes away.

    He never apologized, and even when he returned to his seat, he made eye contact with me while cooing subtly.

    ‘The high school water hasn’t gone away yet.’

    Well, of course.

    Hasn’t it been less than a year since you graduated from high school? I guess it was something like the so-called high school gang.

    Because Ahn Hyun-ho was big and handsome.

    “…….”

    Yiseo Choi looks at me with eyes full of complex emotions.

    I don’t know what she meant, but those looks made me realize that Choi Yi-seo had not simply approached me with a friendly heart.

    “Running shoes, I think the black ones from earlier are fine and okay.”

    “… … Ah, you like simple things.”

    Choi Yi-seo said she understood and started looking for running shoes on her own.

    In the middle of the conversation, she glanced at Ahn Hyun-ho and it seemed like she wanted to say something, but in the end she just moved on without saying anything.

    “…….”

    After having dinner with Kim Woo-jin, Choi Yi-seo was returning to her room. She was sharing a room with a high school friend, and her legs felt strangely heavy on the way back.

    Ugh.

    A cell phone is ringing.

    When I checked, the name floating around was [Minji], a somewhat cliché saved name.

    “hello?”

    how was it?

    When Minji immediately asked, Yiseo Choi answered with a sigh. She uses the excuse of making a phone call to sit down on a bench along the river promenade.

    “What’s wrong? “I just ate.”

    When I answered calmly, Minji lost her temper.

    No, I’m not asking that. How was that kid? Didn’t you eat with Woojin?

    “that’s right… … .”

    Is it really necessary to call Kim Woo-jin like that?

    Minji has never even seen Kim Woojin, but she just listens to him talk about him and she treats him like that.

    But if she says it seriously, why is she suddenly taking Kim Woo-jin’s side?

    What do you think about this bastard? Are you having a hard time because you broke up with Yunji? Or is she looking for another woman?

    “Why are you looking for a woman? There is no such sign. “I didn’t mention anything about Yunji.”

    Ah, that’s a shame. You have to be good to me. You know Yunji is still having a hard time, right?

    “… … know.”

    Just grab one gun. Then, they just inflate it in places like the community and start a public opinion war. Your bamboo forest has also become very active.

    Bamboo forest.

    Gahyeon University anonymous community.

    Choi Yi-seo does not do anything separately.

    Choi Yi-seo, who was just listening to the story calmly, must have felt drained and provided a slightly provocative source.

    Or how about you try a little flirtation?

    “what?”

    Did she hear correctly? Yi-seo Choi responds in bewilderment, but Min-ji is confident and continues what she said.

    No, it’s for Yunji. Since the three of us are best friends from high school, I thought we could help in this way.

    “No, but… … .”

    Yunji dropped out. They don’t even tell us what’s going on. What did that bastard do?

    I’m your friend too.

    Those words lingered in Choi Yi-seo’s mouth, but could not come out as an answer.

    Well, I was just making a suggestion. I’m not really telling you to do it. By the way, buy shampoo when you come. They all ran out.

    “… … okay.”

    Pop.

    Her call ended and Choi Yi-seo let out a sigh as she held her cell phone tightly with both hands.

    Why on earth did this situation happen?

    Why did the relationships between friends who were clearly close together until high school become distorted in this way?

    ‘Minji says it’s because of Kim Woojin, but… … .’

    Choi Yi-seo calmly judged that it was a passing of responsibility.

    Besides, even though it was only one day, she didn’t feel bad about Kim Woo-jin, whom she saw.

    Rather, the problem was Ahn Hyeon-ho, a member of Bubu University, who kept subtly demanding attention to himself.

    English Literature Hyeon-ho Ahn: Lee Seo-ya, what is the lecture for tomorrow?

    Even now, seeing messages like this coming, Choi Yi-seo closes his eyes due to her fatigue.

    ‘I just want to throw away my phone.’

    Now that I think about it, I was wondering whether I should tell Kim Woo-jin that Ahn Hyun-ho was a famous member of the group in high school.

    I felt like she was talking behind my back, so I avoided talking to her, but Iseo Choi also wondered if she had made a mistake.

    ‘Oh, I really don’t know.’

    Iseo Choi closed her eyes for a moment, bathed in the light of the streetlight, and tapped her cell phone, cheered by the night breeze.

    ‘rather.’

    I thought about how I felt at ease when I ate pork cutlet earlier.

    “What is this again?”

    Early moning.

    Yesterday I had a 9 o’clock lecture, but today I was able to wake up leisurely because I had a lecture in the afternoon.

    As I was brushing my teeth and looking at the bamboo forest that had come up at dawn, I saw a strange article.

    Anonymous 287: There’s a guy in the same class that I don’t like. What should I do?

    If it were simply that content, I thought it would have been a regular complaint.

    ↳ Anonymous 11: Why?

    ↳ Anonymous 287 (author): Honestly, I don’t want to see him flirting with a girl who has no interest in him.

    ↳ Anonymous 11: Haha, you’re just jealous of alpha males.

    ↳ Anonymous 287 (author): Damn, if it was when I was in high school, I would just rush over and beat them up and be done with it.

    ↳ Anonymous 11: Just go beat him up and ask for the price. I also want to see the Inssa Shake explode.

    ↳ Anonymous 287 (author): Not an insider. I’m just squatting alone in class. I laughed out loud when I saw the guy who met me on a date and brought me pork cutlet.

    ↳ Anonymous 11: Mankknakkkk

    “Is this me?”

    I could only infer that the conversation that continued further was me. Moreover, the timing was very unfortunate.

    Just yesterday, didn’t Ahn Hyun-ho get jealous when he saw Choi Yi-seo and I alone?

    Besides, isn’t Manna Pork Cutlet the name of the pork cutlet restaurant we ate yesterday?

    Plus, the very last one.

    ↳ Anonymous 287 (author): Ha, anyway, I will do it if I get the chance.

    Even the most explicit phrases.

    “There is nothing to do.”

    Anonymous 287 was added in my head as Ahn Hyun-ho, but there was no response.

    If you get hit, don’t you just get hit and get paid for it?

    Thanks to the allowance my parents give me, my wallet is not short, but I should at least show my filial piety in this way.

    ‘Wow, I’ve already gotten to know two of them.’

    Anonymous 69 is Seo Ye-rin.

    Anonymous 287 is Ahn Hyeon-ho.

    Both were popular people in their class, but in reality, they were ugly and loyal to their desires.

    Right now.

    Anonymous 69: Ah, I want to have sex!

    I see what Seo Ye-rin posted today. In the past, someone would tell me to stop or tell me I was sick of it.

    There is no such thing anymore.

    Byeongmeokgeum.

    It was a bamboo forest where the abbreviation for “do not feed sick people” was being put into practice very well.

    at that time.

    Anonymous 69: (Photo) Daughter today! Swish swish!

    Seo Ye-rin’s post appeared the moment I refreshed the bulletin board. When I quickly checked the contents, there was a picture of a woman with her panties exposed.

    “You crazy bitch!”

    I blocked it right away.

    [We would like to inform you that the use of the bulletin board will be suspended for 1 day due to the student’s posting of pornography.]

    I thought a one-day suspension would be too light. Honestly, didn’t they make such a fuss during the 1:1 inquiry last time that they gave us a one-day suspension?

    She wasn’t confident that she could endure Seo Ye-rin’s rampage for two days.

    ‘Did she really post a picture of herself?’

    In an anonymous community?

    Just in case, she checked her previous post again and was glad that it wasn’t Seo Ye-rin’s leg.

    There are no moles on her thighs, and her legs are thicker than Seo Ye-rin’s.

    ‘At least he’s using human skin.’

    A moment when you feel fortunate.

    Ugh!

    obviously.

    Anonymous69: That’s crazy speed. Are you ejaculating prematurely?

    A 1:1 inquiry came in to Seo Ye-rin.

    Anonymous69: That’s crazy speed. Are you ejaculating prematurely?

    Seo Ye-rin was looking up at her cell phone while lying on her bed, and the corner of her mouth slowly raised because she liked the comment she had sent.

    She had no motivation to live when she was banished to a bamboo forest community for a day to unleash her hidden desires.

    She kept checking her watch, wondering when the van would be released.

    So she complained to her manager and even secretly posted a picture of herself to her manager.

    It truly gave her immense pleasure. Would you say it’s some kind of stimulating sense of liberation?

    She couldn’t post a picture of herself in her community because she didn’t know who would see it, but it doesn’t matter since there is only one administrator and she has to hide her identity herself.

    ‘Why don’t you answer?’

    Seo Ye-rin was kicking the blanket with her feet in her nervousness.

    Ugh!

    The notification rang right away.

    Administrator: Please. Let’s do it in moderation.

    “Heh, heh!”

    Seo Ye-rin jumps up and sits down on the bed, her fingers moving quickly.

    Anonymous 69: No, it’s a university community, why can’t I post it? There’s no way anyone under the age of 19 would be here in the first place?

    Administrator: Don’t you know about the crime of distributing pornography?

    Anonymous 69: While you’re looking for things like that, just take care of your daughter.

    I look at Chat with a pounding heart.

    In fact, she didn’t even last 30 seconds, but Seo Ye-rin wondered why she was so slow to respond.

    Senior Han Kang: Yerin, shall we go to the cafe I mentioned last time?

    “Oh really.”

    There was no answer to come, and she chewed without reading as she saw that the answer came from a strange senior.

    Since she only had a lecture this afternoon anyway, it’s okay to say that she was sleeping and couldn’t see it.

    Administrator: Ha, Anonymous69. Please do it in moderation. I’m having a really hard time.

    “Hehehehe!”

    Why is this person’s reaction so funny?

    It was funny to see her complaining like a child, but she had no intention of stopping.

    Anonymous 69: Then, let’s release the van.

    Don’t loose it.

    To be honest, Seo Ye-rin now has more fun with 1:1 inquiries, where she can give herself answers immediately, and can satisfy her needs in a more provocative way, rather than on her anonymous bulletin board, which has no answers.

    Administrator: I only banned you for one day on purpose? I’ll skip the weird writing, but please take pictures.

    Anonymous 69: Want more? Can you send me the collection collected on my 1 tera hard drive?

    Administrator: I really want to curse you.

    “Hi-Hi!”

    Seo Yerin got up and immediately turned on her camera.

    What kind of photo should I send this time?

    Seo Ye-rin, wearing only her sleep pants and a loose-fitting T-shirt, poses in various poses in front of her full-length mirror.

    She said, “I should ask Lee Seo to introduce me to the PT teacher.”

    She burned up her own passion to get revenge on the manager who had criticized her last time, calling her a noob.

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