episode_0019

Yoo Seoyoung ran down the hallway.

Morning.

Even though it was too early to leave work, there was a girl staggering like a corpse. She was searching for an exit from her miserable life.

“I’m sorry.”

The girl who had been a comfort in her past life,

Who had been a proof of life,

Had fallen apart.

“Hyegi.”

Yoo Seoyoung shouted.

“Hyegi!”

Yoo Seoyoung yelled. Her voice cracked slightly. But she thought it wouldn’t hurt as much as Hyegi’s heart right now.

Yoo Seoyoung grabbed Lee Hyegi’s wrist.

The teacher seemed on the verge of collapsing.

Lee Hyegi’s face was filled with anger and shame.

“Let go. Let go, damn it!”

“Don’t go. We still have class.”

The teacher said.

“Right now, class is important!”

Lee Hyegi screamed, tears streaming down one eye. She had loved Baek Seonghyun.

Even if Baek Seonghyun didn’t realize it.

Even if he didn’t notice at all.

Even if her methods were foolish and clumsy,

It was sincere.

That’s why she didn’t run away.

She chose to face it head-on and ended up getting hurt.

‘Why…’

Lee Hyegi thought it was strange for the teacher to hold on like this, but she understood one thing.

The emotions in Yoo Seoyoung’s eyes were also sincere.

The flowers of spring were falling.

Falling flowers always give a fleeting and sad image. They will bloom brightly again in May, but still.

Whether it’s because of the rain.

Or because of the season.

Fallen flowers always seemed painful.

“Teacher. She likes him.”

Lee Hyegi glared at Yoo Seoyoung with eyes full of hatred.

Eyes that seemed to say she would hate you for a lifetime.

But the teacher found the courage.

A bit selfish, but because Hyegi was precious.

“You are also my precious student.”

“…Teacher. Pay attention.”

From Yoo Seoyoung’s perspective, Lee Hyegi was an unforgettable connection.

“She doesn’t talk more than three words with any other girl besides the teacher.”

From Lee Hyegi’s perspective, it wasn’t true.

“It’s strange. If you observe a little, anyone can tell. Other boys try to get close to girls in any way they can. But he’s just weird by himself. Tell him. Tell Baek Seonghyun.”

Yoo Seoyoung bit her lip tightly.

“You’re not as smart as you think. Not an adult… Not cool at all. Don’t try to control everything.”

There was a girlish darkness and malice in her final words. Lee Hyegi clenched her teeth and raised her head.

“The last time you called his name…”

That was the end.

“I really… wanted to kill him.”

Lee Hyegi didn’t say anything more.

And then she turned around and left.

“Goodbye, teacher.”

Yoo Seoyoung looked up at the sky.

In the end, she couldn’t hold on.

The field where Lee Hyegi ran. The fallen flowers that couldn’t bloom properly- one by one, they disappeared. Just like everything in the world.

‘It hurts.’

Living is cruel,

Sometimes not allowing you to hold happiness in both hands.

If you want to hold happiness in one hand, you have to let go of the other, it said mercilessly.

‘This is how it turned out. Cause and effect…’

When Yoo Seoyoung returned, only Baek Seonghyun had changed.

His mature appearance captivated Hyegi, and the newly formed bond severed the existing love.

Yoo Seoyoung found someone to love,

And Lee Hyegi lost someone to love.

That was the cause and effect.

“Ah…”

She couldn’t find the words. Then she wiped away her tears.

“I’m sorry.”

But she wanted to be loved.

She wanted to be happier.

His warmth felt good.

Even though it was cold, it was warm.

The feeling of her heart racing every time she saw him.

The consideration that told her why she was excited.

The subtle part where there was a hint of sweetness.

The warmth of praise after receiving punishment.

I was thrilled by the sight of him pretending to be good until the end.

I loved everything about him, from his flaws to his strengths.

Because he filled her with so much happiness, Baek Seonghyun was a precious person to her.

More than Lee Hyeji.

“I’m sorry. I’m a selfish person.”

She wiped away her tears.

And she admitted it cleanly.

“I was too scared to hold onto you. I was afraid of losing Seonghyun.”

Yoo Seoyoung made up her mind.

Next time, she would fight a little harder.

She was greedy and wanted both. She wanted the kind Lee Hyeji, and she wanted the person she loved in her hands.

She preferred an ending where everyone laughed like a fairy tale, rather than a bittersweet sacrifice.

“He’s mine.”

So, she would fight even harder in the future.

“I will never let you be taken away.”

Just a little bit.

She felt like she had become an adult.

.

.

.

An empty self-study room.

Outside the window, stars were scattered as if someone had sprinkled them. They looked like grains of salt, like twinkling toys that 7-year-olds play with.

A beautiful season.

A beautiful sky.

But the feeling was not pure.

“I made 3 billion.”

I thought I was superior, and in reality, I was right.

But this sheep had transferred schools today.

Was my reaction too extreme?

Was there no smooth way to solve the problem?

Was this the best I could do?

Such thoughts swirled incessantly in my mind.

“Sigh…”

Emotions long forgotten resurfaced, and dissatisfaction with the world reared its head.

“Everyone is too emotional. They don’t move according to my will.”

Even the weather forecast can be wrong.

Even regressors can be wrong.

In the end, no one knows the future.

-Tok. Tok. Tok.

The slightly swollen homeroom teacher walked into the self-study room.

-Swish.

The door opened.

And she revealed herself. As always, she was beautiful. Her big eyes and eyelashes that evoked a hint of sympathy. The subtle mole under her right eye.

She tried to maintain a confident stride, but today, she looked a bit tired.

A slight expression tinged with sadness.

“Baek Seonghyun.”

And relief.

“I messed up.”

I missed you.

She said.

This morning. When this sheep transferred schools, Yoo Seoyoung seemed desperate.

This sheep happened to be a precious person to the teacher.

I was curious why.

I felt uncomfortable.

But I didn’t ask.

Because she is hurting right now.

“You, you did something wrong this morning.”

Her tear-stained soft cheek turned red.

She said as if she would break.

“You were a precious person to me.”

“I’m sorry.”

“Why… why didn’t you ask anything? It’s strange. That he’s a precious person to me.”

The woman who looked at me with an expression that couldn’t say anything, seemed to be begging me to bring it up.

Spring day.

The most romantic evening of the year, with a beautiful sky.

There was someone much more beautiful.

But for some reason, even though I had gathered all the beautiful things, it hurt.

However, I didn’t hate it.

Pain is evidence of love.

“It’s okay.”

“Why did you do that? Was it necessary to go that far?”

It was. It might be hard to understand, but I didn’t want to diminish the self-esteem of a woman who might commit suicide in the future.

“Was it because of me? Were you afraid I might get jealous?”

“…”

“Please, tell me it’s not true.”

“You don’t like lies.”

The woman who hated being alone buried her face in my chest.

There was a smell of rain and shampoo.

There was nothing to say.

Under the cold, white night sky.

The small body clung to me, trembling and sobbing, reaching my heart.

She playfully buried her face in my chest.

“You’re bad.”

“I am.”

I ruffled her hair.

“You deserve to be punished.”

“I’ll take it. Anytime.”

She was sincere.

“Do you ever wonder what you did wrong, why you’re being hit? Aren’t you… feeling unjust?”

What’s there to feel unjust about?

“It’s just a way to let off steam.”

When I want to torment her,

she’s okay with being tormented anytime.

Until my sense of conquest is satisfied,

I asked her to make it a little painful.

To handle my body and mind roughly.

To make it solely mine, my love.

The wounds you gave me are just memories.

I could endure this much.

Anytime.

“Teacher.”

“…”

She gently placed her hand on my cheek and closed her eyes.

And, just like that.

“If I do something to deserve punishment, please hit me as hard as possible. Anytime.”

“Ugh…”

“I’ll do the same to you.”

I smiled slightly and looked at her. Yoo Seo-young also smiled back at me.

– Meeting you,

– I’m really lucky.

She said, biting her lip slightly, transitioning from a euphoric and joyful expression to a cold one.

“This is punishment.”

She lifted my chin.

The cold feeling of her small, soft fingers was nice.

“Turn your cheek.”

A low, clear voice. It had a hint of crying, but she was speaking firmly.

Because she’s a teacher, she can punish me.

When Yoo Seo-young is in pain and angry,

Baek Seong-hyun should feel the same.

Being able to demand it confidently-

It made me a little excited.

Without realizing it, I said while looking into her eyes.

“Yes.”

-Slap.

A red and painful energy spread. Getting slapped on the cheek was unpleasant and painful.

She endured it for me too.

Accepted it as a humiliation.

So, I had to do the same.

Until you’re satisfied.

Yoo Seo-young gritted her teeth.

And then, she slapped me again.

-Slap.

That hand was quite heavy.

Our love was always like this. She looked at me with slightly moist eyes.

There was a bit of thrill.

Guilt.

Sadness.

Joy.

-Slap.

Finally,

-Slap.

As the punishment ended,

The teacher touched my flushed face with both hands and hugged me.

“Please, don’t do this again.”

“Are you forgiving me? You only hit me twice…”

As if she couldn’t bear it any longer, she said, suppressing her emotions.

“Anytime.”

With trembling lips, she forced out a word.

“Anytime, I’ll forgive you.”

“But then you’ll get hurt, teacher.”

“I can endure it.”

The woman who looked me straight in the eye said.

“If anyone tries to take you away, I’ll take them. Anytime.”

“Oh.”

Impressed, I smiled and looked at her. Then, I embraced her head in my arms.

“Are you confident?”

She punched my chest with her fist.

Thump. Thump. Thump. Her weak hand fell to the ground.

“Ow.”

I chuckled at her passive response.

“And Seong-hyun.”

“Yes?”

She, like a fool, had white day chocolate on her lips. Gently.

“This is a reward.”

On a spring night when the constellations could be distinguished.

Lips touched, and time stood still.

The sharpened senses, like a camera, captured everything in this moment.

The trembling petals of spring flowers.

The green leaves.

Her shampoo scent.

The slightly sweet sensation on the tip of my tongue.

Unintentionally, a piece of chocolate flowed from her soft lips. As if a mother bird was feeding her baby bird chocolate.

Without a second thought, I bit into it, and the sweet sugar lumps burst out sharply.

The dark sugar water flowed down my throat like the night, burning it.

“Ah…”

A long lingering feeling.

Yoo Seoyoung avoided my gaze with a slightly annoyed expression. Her face was flushed red, with tears forming in her eyes.

She spoke to me.

“This lifetime’s…”

Was it really that embarrassing?

To us, the emotion of love-

“First kiss, right…”

Just a few days ago, it seemed like we had done something even more intense.

The gap between us was so irresistibly lovely.

“Master.”

She took my hand and pulled me towards her.

“Do you have more chocolate?”

“Yes… and something even better.”

She didn’t seem to dislike it. With a mischievous smile, she playfully bit into a piece of chocolate.

A slightly disgusted smile and flushed cheeks.

After bringing her hands to her neck, she slowly unbuttoned her blouse.

Two plump breasts wrapped in a black bra fell down, with sweat trickling down the cleavage.

But my gaze didn’t linger there.

The beautiful collarbone. The cute neck that extended gracefully above it, and-

The black choker necklace around her neck.

“…You went through a lot to hide it.”

With chocolate in her mouth, she coquettishly asked.

“How do I look? Pretty?”

“…Very.”

At that, Yoo Seoyoung giggled happily. She held my hand and placed it on her collar, as if asking me to grip it tighter. Her eyes sparkled mischievously.

“Do you want me to be your collar?”

“…Yes.”

She murmured with a slightly greedy expression. Then, she whispered in my ear as she pressed her lips against it.

“Yours only, collar.”

When I look at you, I feel like I could die from excitement. In this moment-

“Can I kiss you? Master?”

As she nibbled on her chest, which was ticklish from the chocolate,

I felt loved by the world.