episode_0138

I took refuge in the men’s bathroom for a moment, hiding my desire to scream.

I was so shocked that I quietly opened the partition door and flopped down on the toilet.

When people see something unbelievable or receive a shock that is difficult to handle, their thinking often stops for a moment.

That’s me now.

This is really great.

It’s not an easy task to make an S-class hunter who has been trained through all kinds of hardships for 20 years lose his mind… , pulls this off.

The shock I received was beyond words.

Was the outdoor exposure so surprising?

It can’t possibly be like that.

No, it’s surprising, but it’s not that surprising.

As a man, all I can say is that I did a good job of pleasing my eyes.

However, what surprised me so much was the person himself who was exposed to the outdoors.

“I never would have thought that Im Na-eun was a Yano woman… .”

A shy, shy child who usually didn’t wear short skirts and wore tight-fitting knits that showed off her body, as if she was embarrassed, and hid it with a loose-fitting coat, was behaving like this behind her back.

“Isn’t this a Sixth Sense-level twist?”

The hot Yano girl on SNS’s back account may actually be a student at a Korean university!

… When the rumor began to circulate, how much was talked about among the male students.

This is simply a photo taken after entering the school. He is really a student at a Korean university.

I never dreamed that I would see with my own eyes the scene that would put an end to the tense confrontation.

“… “That’s also from the first friend I made at school, wow.”

Students,

Yanonyeo was a student at a Korean university… !

I was lost in thought for a moment, letting out a cry inside that I could never express out loud.

“I’m sure Naeun heard it too.”

When talking about Yanonyeo, the male students’ voices were small but clear.

If there is a difference of about one desk or one row, it is enough to overhear.

Clearly, Lim Na-eun is also a Yano girl… , which means he must have heard people talking about him.

“What did it feel like?”

I was curious.

How did Naeun feel when he heard the male students sitting in the back row passing by looking at his nude photos and making obscene remarks?

“… “Do you feel pleasure from that?”

I don’t know.

It would be even stranger if you could understand something you’ve never thought about or done before.

After relieving some of the shock, I walk cautiously towards the women’s bathroom.

I can still see Naeun’s profile in front of the bathroom mirror, taking pictures one by one with great care.

… Regardless of your personality, I think your body is truly amazing.

If Jeong-hee feels like a well from which it is difficult to get out, and Yu-jeong feels like she is full of health, then what should Naeun say? If I had to use my limited vocabulary to express it, the word elegant seemed appropriate.

Although she is small compared to Jeonghee or Yujeong, the overall line starting from the large breasts, which should not be present on a body of that size, is delicate and beautiful.

Once again, I look at Naeun’s face in amazement, thinking, “Women’s bodies are so different from person to person.”

The facial expressions he makes while taking pictures are truly strange.

His expression is a mixture of joy, as if he is enjoying the dangerous moment when he will not be able to pull off or be pushed out as a pervert if someone catches him, and impatience about what might happen if he gets caught.

“haha… .”

Excited moans come out mixed with the rough breath flowing from your mouth.

The red face speaks for itself.

She is extremely excited.

When I was watching her actions for quite a long time without even taking a breath.

“Phew… .”

Her breathing, which had been excited the whole time, calmed down.

I just realized that the shutter sound that I used to hear periodically has also stopped being heard for some time.

Lim Na-eun places the smartphone she was holding tightly in her hand on the sink and begins to straighten her clothes.

A bra covers her fair breasts, and a sweatshirt covers it again.

It’s over now.

Feeling a bit of regret, I returned my head, which had been sticking out, to its original position, and exhaled softly.

I thought about that for a moment.

I wondered what would happen if I showed up in this situation.

Then I quit soon.

At least in order to find out what Naeun wants, I felt the need to peruse her secret SNS account at least once before meeting.

I slowly caught my breath, walked lightly on my front heels, and left the lecture hall, then walked away at full speed.

After walking a few hundred meters away, I stop and look at the lecture hall I came from a little while ago.

A still shocking sight that comes to mind.

“… “I got all my sleep today.”

It didn’t seem like it would be an easy day to fall asleep.

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I skipped all of today’s classes with glazed eyes.

I didn’t literally hear it, I just let it go.

Today, not a single syllable entered my mind, not even a single syllable from Professor Baek Hyun-ah, who taught class in revealing clothes as if showing off her body.

“Dojin… ?”

“Uh, uh.”

Naeun, who was next to me, looked at me and asked with concern.

“Are you sick? Your face looks very tired… .”

“No, it doesn’t hurt. “I just had a hard time sleeping last night.”

Correct.

It’s not that I couldn’t sleep, I just couldn’t sleep at all.

As expected, I couldn’t sleep.

So, on a quiet night, I looked at Lim Na-eun’s SNS account with a calm mind.

I’ve known the account name since the story started floating around.

I was wondering what the hell they were talking about, so I listened closely to what the other guys were talking about, and they told me.

Was it because he wanted to look good to me, or was it because he wanted to share good things with me?

If I wanted to, I could see the real thing, not a photo, and a body that could not be compared to that of any other woman, so I didn’t pay much attention, but who would have thought it would turn out like this?

It was approximately 11 months ago now when the first photo was uploaded to the account.

If you roughly calculate it, as soon as you turn 20, you’ll be digging into a secret account and uploading photos.

The first upload was a photo showing only her breasts on a pink bed, which was assumed to be her room.

There is no text, and it is as if you can feel the shyness right through the screen.

That was the beginning of the back account.

Although the level was incomparable to other secret accounts, numerous obscene comments were posted on photos that did not show any flab.

Perhaps encouraged by the enthusiastic response, she gradually made progress.

Things like upload cycle and level.

The quality of the photo itself was also top notch, and the comments that became bolder each time the photo was uploaded were impressive.

[In a park with no one♥]

[New underwear I bought this time…♥]

[I secretly masturbated in the bathroom ♥ Now I feel a little disappointed with just using my fingers…]

[I wish I had a master like a dog… A master who would make me cry♥]

Comments that gradually become explicit.

At this time, I felt a tremendous sense of disconnect.

The difference between the girl I knew and the girl in the back account was so great that I thought she might have a double personality.

Parks, restrooms, building stairs, etc.

She continued to expose herself in places with few people, but where people were likely to appear at any time.

However, in the past month or two, the scope of taking photos has become limited.

Right here, inside a Korean university.

I think it probably started from that time.

There was a time when rumors began to circulate that she was a current student or official due to photos taken at various places in Korean universities.

And it coincides exactly with the time when Naeun, who was returning home with him, started staying at school for a long time, saying he had more to study.

It was morning when I finished looking at all the records accumulated over the past 11 months.

As I woke up this morning, the thought that came to my mind was ‘Why?’

Why did you start something like Yano, and why did you suddenly narrow the scope of photography to Korean universities?

And what does she really want?

“Dojin, aren’t you going home?”

I suddenly woke up from my thoughts as I heard the other person’s voice filling my head.

Has the last class already ended?

I put the major books scattered on the desk into my bag and asked her.

“Are you at the library today too?”

“Yeah, the final exams aren’t far away. “You have to work hard!”

As I watch her with her fists clenched in a fighting stance, another sense of disconnection passes through my body.

Maybe what you say about studying is true.

Then, at night, I would leave the library, take exposure photos in an appropriate location, and then return home to select the best photos and upload them.

“Okay, work hard.”

“Yeah, see you tomorrow!”

I break up with Naeun, who waves to me with a bright face.

And instead of going home, I went to my private practice room and calmly waited for night to come.

“… … .”

I’ve been thinking about it since last night.

How should I act when I see the other side of her that she has kept secret from others?

To be honest, she was on my list from the beginning.

I had been thinking for a long time that when the time came, we would easily cross the line of being friends and go beyond that.

I was fully prepared to cross the line whenever I was given even the slightest opportunity.

“I never thought an opportunity like this would come… .”

That opportunity was so embarrassing and unfamiliar.

And the feeling of disparity that cannot be easily narrowed, as I look like a completely different person from my usual self, has made me hesitate until now.

Then, I finally made a decision.

To be precise, I realized it.

I was thinking too complicatedly.

What was your goal in this life?

Wasn’t it simply a matter of living your life doing what you wanted to do as much as possible?

The same is true now.

It has nothing to do with completely unexpected opportunities or unbridgeable gaps.

There’s only one thing that matters.

Do you want to have sex with her or not?

In other words, the answer has already been decided.

A long time ago.

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Lim Na-eun, who had been studying mindlessly while buried in a book, suddenly raised her head and looked around.

The library seats that were initially full are now empty.

All that remains are a very small number of people who barely turn the pages with a half-asleep look on their faces.

When I looked out the window, it was already dark.

She swallowed, quietly cleaned up her place, and left the library.

As she breathed in the cold night air, she felt even more refreshed.

Because the school was particularly quiet today.

She walked quickly into the lecture building where teaching classes were held, not wanting others to see her.

If yesterday’s destination was the bathroom, today’s destination is a large classroom with an open area.

In order to slightly raise the bar, which has been sluggish recently, I planned to post a video and photo of myself masturbating on a desk in a large classroom today.

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As I opened the empty classroom door and entered, my whole body started to tremble.

The thrill and sense of liberation that secret masturbation will bring in a place where dozens of students gather to take classes is already making my head tingle.

She took out a small stand from deep in her bag, installed it on the desk, and fixed the smartphone on it.

After carefully adjusting the shooting angle so that only the neck down was visible so that her face was not visible, she slowly took off her clothes with her face stained red.

Padded jumper, hoodie, jeans.

As the cool chill passed over my exposed skin, a small shiver arose.

The sense of immorality that she did even though she knew she shouldn’t have eroded her reason little by little.

With the last bit of reason left, I put on a black mask just in case something goes wrong.

After that, she took off all her underwear and sat down on the pre-arranged desk and spread her legs.

Transparent water was already steadily leaking out little by little from her private part, which was clearly exposed between her legs that were spread in an M shape.

“ha… , I’m already wet.”

Because the weather has become so cold, I lightly touch my vagina with my cold fingers.

“Hey… !”

Along with the cold feel, the thrill of the open space passes through my head.

“Aang, haha… !”

Gradually, my reason became paralyzed and I was helplessly lost in the tingling pleasure I felt only in my private parts.

“Hey, it’s already been a week. Isn’t it time to give up?”

“Shut up and follow me, bastard. “I heard the real thing came today?”

“after… “It’s only for today.”

The voices of two unfamiliar men were heard from the hallway.

“Wow… !?”

The sense of crisis that soars through the ceiling in an instant causes my whole body to melt.

At the same time, my head started sending out constant warnings.

They told me to avoid it right away and that if I got caught, it would be the end.

“Ahhh… .”

I picture the worst case scenario in my head.

Judging from their conversation, it is clear that they have come looking for him.

If I ever encounter them in this state… .

‘Oh, no.’

As if cold water had been poured over my entire body, some of my ability to act came back.

And the sound of their footsteps could be heard through her heightened hearing.

‘It’s nearby.’

The clearly audible sound of footsteps tells us that the distance from them is not far.

She quickly grabbed her camera, bag, and clothes and pressed her body against the classroom wall.

“Huh… !”

When my bare skin touched the cold wall, a small moan escaped me without my knowledge.

“Hey, did you hear something just now?”

“What are you saying?”

“I think I heard it from over there… .”

They get closer and closer.

Exciting! Exciting!

When I open my mouth, my heart is pounding as if it will jump out of my mouth.

When the footsteps stop in front of the classroom door and the doorknob is turned by someone’s hand.

A sudden gust of wind blew her hair.

and.

Someone pulled my body from behind and at the same time, a large hand came out and covered my mouth.

“Shh… .”

As if she had been ordered to do so, she closed her mouth, which was anxious to scream.