episode_0015

March 14th.

White Day.

Yoo Seoyoung stared intently at the calendar.

There, in small letters, it said ‘White Day’. Today, that word caught her eye.

“I never really cared about special occasions.”

Whether it was Valentine’s Day or White Day, they were just fabricated words to sell chocolates, weren’t they?

If she were the girl from her past life, she would have thought that way and would have scolded students who neglected their studies for such trivial matters.

But today was different.

“I… wanted to receive chocolates.”

“I also have to seek revenge.”

Now a familiar shadow in her heart.

The person who had ruined Yoo Seoyoung’s life was irredeemable human trash. While that wasn’t a reason to kill him, Yoo Seoyoung couldn’t bring herself to let him live without consequences.

“I am just a criminal, after all.”

Yoo Seoyoung laughed bitterly. Being an adult, she was fully aware of such facts.

That’s why.

From that moment on, she decided to push away Baek Seonghyun.

Because she didn’t want to give a criminal lover as a gift to the one who loved her.

But…

“Do you get excited when you see me?”

Lately, she was crossing the line.

“You’re a bad person.”

Where else could you find someone who would threaten you the day after meeting you, yet give you the choice and play perfectly?

Baek Seonghyun seemed to know her too well.

The words he whispered in her ear were so sweet.

“Why do you make me excited?”

Those words, strange, intense, and raw, made Yoo Seoyoung’s heart race like crazy.

So now, she didn’t want to give up.

“I am a coward.”

It might work out.

Revenge, love, somehow it might work out.

Despite the persistent guilt and shadows following her, deep down in her heart, there was a woman thirsty for love.

Perhaps, the bright sunlight and the cheerful mood played a role in it.

Being loved so much, feeling light and slightly excited.

Maybe Baek Seonghyun could possibly love her.

“I want to have that kind of relationship with you.”

She imagined.

A life where she could fully fill the person she loved with her body and soul.

Even if the method was a bit twisted, involving domination and submission.

She would surely be happy.

If she touched her chest roughly, she would feel loved and excited.

If she slightly choked her, she would be glad to feel obsessed.

After being treated that way, hearing words of approval and praise, she would feel a sweet sense of relief and fall in love.

She didn’t know being precious to someone could bring such joy.

And that was a difficult story to tell.

“It’s taboo.”

Yoo Seoyoung swallowed her saliva.

Baek Seonghyun was a Dominatrix.

Yoo Seoyoung was a Submissive.

Their relationship was nothing but a master-slave relationship to fulfill Baek Seonghyun’s desires and Yoo Seoyoung’s desires.

Both Baek Seonghyun and Yoo Seoyoung were fully aware of this fact.

“Do you get excited when you see me?”

Of course, Yoo Seoyoung was the one who crossed the line first, but the essence was a consensual agreement.

Taboos existed.

“The words ‘I love you…’”

She could pledge obedience all day while getting spanked like a slave.

She could feel like she was going to vomit deeply while being choked, and she could even happily lick his feet on all fours for his conquest.

And if she agreed –

With her legs spread out gracefully, she could dedicate herself to her first love in this lifetime. Happily.

But,

She must never be the first to confess her love.

‘No, that’s not allowed.’

It hadn’t even been a week since they met.

Yoo Seoyoung didn’t want to appear as someone who easily gives love, even if she was a slave to Baek Seonghyun.

How could she trust someone who fell in love with her in just a week? It was obvious that he would treat others the same way.

So she had to endure it.

‘I wish you would come to me first.’

She wished Baek Seonghyun would confess his love to her first. Reluctantly accepting it. It was her job to love him.

She wanted him to break the rules for her. To the point where he couldn’t even keep the contract he made, showing that he had fallen for her.

She wished he would tell her to be his slave for life, so she could continue to receive love.

“Ha…”

Yoo Seoyoung sighed.

So there was only one conclusion.

On March 14th-

Baek Seonghyun wanted to eat the chocolate he gave her.

.

.

.

“Hey, did you prepare the chocolate? You didn’t just buy it haphazardly from the convenience store, did you?”

“Did you write a letter? Really? Wow. You even bought French chocolate. Impressive. If you put in that much effort, she should accept it! How amazing must it be?”

“Wow. Are you going to confess to her? Really? But she barely sleeps. Right. Always at the back. Have you talked to her a lot?”

March 14th.

White Day.

In reality, she had no interest in what day it was.

‘It’s noisy…’

She had a stubborn belief that special days are created by oneself, not dictated by the calendar.

So she had never really paid attention to anniversaries in her past life.

She had tried to ignore it completely in this life, but the students kept on chattering and fussing.

“Are you going to confess? Really? Who are you going to confess to?”

The students at this school seemed to be a bit off.

‘Why are they doing that now?’

March of the third year of high school.

If you were below a certain grade, it was a time to review the basics of the core subjects of Korean, math, and English.

‘Once you get past the first semester, it becomes difficult to review the basics due to the mental burden.’

Impatience started to build up.

Despite it being such an important period-

Their only concern was the upcoming ‘White Day’. Who was dating whom, who would confess to whom. That was all they cared about.

In other words, they weren’t studying.

‘You should study for the college entrance exam… Ah, shoot.’

It felt like she was losing her mind.

There were some sounds in the world that were hard to ignore.

Like hearing in a cafe,

‘We should break up now.’

Or hearing at work,

‘Wow. We hit the upper limit three days in a row?’

Or hearing at school,

‘He was actually gay!’

When such information entered her ears, no matter how strong her willpower was, she would momentarily lose focus due to the shock.

‘I wish it was bedtime already.’

She had no interest in White Day, chocolate, or hand-written letters. She wanted to spend time with Yoo Seoyoung.

She wanted to spend time with the woman who bloomed beautifully and smiled brightly, whether they were chatting, arguing, watching movies, or even having sex when the desire arose.

‘It’s a bit embarrassing, but it was still good.’

She thought she did well to say it. Yoo Seoyoung was a person who became more beautiful the more she was loved.

She had a broken and damaged soul, but when I hugged her and told her I loved her, the cracks fit together and she shone brightly.

My beautiful,

Beloved teacher.

“Ha…”

She started to get impatient.

She wanted to be with her lover.

She wanted to make the woman who would be transparently happy when I said I was excited, who would bloom like a flower and smile, mine.

I wanted to go on a date. I wanted to whisper “I love you.” I wanted to have proper, somewhat artificial sex.

But I couldn’t do any of that yet.

“Trust is important.”

I am the master, and Yoo Seoyoung is the slave.

This is a contractual relationship formed to satisfy sexual desires, so all we can do is play.

We must strictly adhere to the rules.

“I can hold you.”

The time spent forgiving Seop was always sweet to me. Holding her. Comforting her. I could love her.

“I could be excited.”

I could feel excitement for her. She felt the same way. It was natural in a relationship between a man and a woman to fully expose the allure of their bodies.

“If she wants it, I could commit a crime.”

I could commit a rough act. I could use her vagina as a masturbation tool to satisfy my sexual desires.

But I couldn’t say “I love you.”

It was okay to become someone who intimidates her.

It was okay to become someone who punishes her.

It was okay to become someone who hurts her.

But I never wanted to be someone who took love lightly.

So I had to approach her little by little.

From punishment to reward.

From reward to excitement.

This was our relationship, and it naturally took time.

-Ding dong ding dong.

Finally, the school bell rang, and class began. This class was English.

It was a class taught by Yoo Seoyoung herself.

Maybe I was better at English than Yoo Seoyoung, but watching her work up close was always enjoyable.

After picking up the useless English textbook, I moved to the front row.

“What was her name again?”

Since it was an alternative school, everyone wore loose clothes instead of uniforms.

“Would you like to switch seats?”

“Uh… sure.”

However, the female student’s reaction was strange.

“What’s wrong?”

A slightly flushed cheek.

Eyes that kept moving.

She was one of the playful ones, and I remembered her as a student in a very ambiguous position.

“You used to hate me so much in your past life.”

Actually, I didn’t hate them that much. I always answered them as harshly as possible when they asked something. If they made me feel even a little uncomfortable, I would go and complain.

I don’t remember why I did that, but maybe it was because I liked the homeroom teacher back then and thought other girls were a waste of time.

“But her reaction has changed? Because I exercised, changed my hairstyle, and received skin care?”

I felt like my mind was going blank.

It was an unexpected problem.

It was a big deal.

I looked at the three girls in front of me.

Kim, Lee, Kwon.

They were looking at me with curious eyes, like they were looking at a new animal.

Girls don’t look at unattractive guys like that. It was the truth of the universe.

A situation that many guys would like.

But I was annoyed.

“No, could you please leave me alone?”

“Could you change seats? You did it every day.”

“Ah, Seonghyun… no.”

Lee hesitated to say something, but she got up and left. Her worth was only in changing seats.

Kwon, who was sitting next to me, looked at me with a sharp gaze.

“…”

“What?”

When I spoke so rudely, she smirked and turned her head as if she wasn’t interested.

“I feel uneasy.”

This White Day.

I had a feeling that something was going to happen.

-Drrrring.

At that moment, the homeroom teacher opened the door and entered.

As always, she was beautiful.

“Um… class president, stand up.”

“Yes.”

“Are there any absentees today?”

Soft, authoritative, and slightly lazy tone. A different side was revealed compared to yesterday’s class.

“There isn’t.”

“Okay…”

She placed the textbook on the desk. Normally, she would have started the class coldly-

‘Open textbook page 67.’

But today, the reaction seemed different.

“Isn’t White Day coming soon?”

“Yes!!”

Excited students enthusiastically answered from the back.

‘No…’

It was a statement that could have been easily passed over. Many teachers often used such remarks to lighten the mood.

However, Yoo Seoyoung was looking directly at me.

“Studying is important, but so is dating. The opportunity to date during school years doesn’t come to everyone.”

“Yes!!!”

The students cheered at the homeroom teacher’s words. Yoo Seoyoung smiled softly. Her eyes were still fixed on me.

‘No, she just wants to receive chocolates. Teacher. You should be focusing on their college entrance exams…’

“Shall we start the class now?”

Today, Yoo Seoyoung seemed to be in a very good mood.

‘Is this a rebellion of the slaves?’

But I couldn’t deny it either.

In order for us to become closer as lovers, we had no choice but to approach each other like this.

‘Sigh… Do you want some chocolates, Teacher?’

Even though today was supposed to be a day for selling chocolates for fundraising.

The teacher who happily received my gift would surely have the most beautiful smile in the world.

‘That’s why.’

I had to control the useless variables.

By any means necessary.