episode_0145

It’s undeniable that a strong impression was left.

Yes, to be honest.

Just from exchanging a few minutes of conversation, the ember in my extinguishing heart reignited, leaving me bewildered.

But I couldn’t show it.

No, I didn’t even consider showing it.

“Get out.”

Maybe that’s why.

Perhaps I spat out my words more coldly to hide those feelings.

Seemingly aware of my struggle, O Yoonji continued to gaze at me with a relaxed smile playing on her lips.

“Should I make some soybean paste stew for you? You liked it when I made it before.”

“Just leave.”

“You don’t eat kimchi stew with pork belly.”

“I’ll eat it now, so just leave.”

After firmly rejecting her multiple times, O Yoonji, crossing her arms, grumbled in annoyance.

“I’m going back to school now. Things have settled down a bit, and I have some free time.”

“You were planning to return to school starting from the second semester anyway.”

Since she attended the first semester and took a break, naturally she would resume from the first semester of her second year.

“That’s true. But I still plan to visit the school occasionally. To see you.”

“… ”

“Besides that, there are other reasons too, so don’t look so scared.”

Patting my shoulder and stretching, O Yoonji.

It seemed like if we continued talking today, a real argument might erupt, but we managed to draw the line.

“Let’s make one thing clear. You’re not my girlfriend anymore.”

As O Yoonji grabbed the doorknob to leave, I felt compelled to add one more thing.

If I didn’t, I felt like something within me might waver.

“You’re cruel.”

However, in response to my words, O Yoonji, for the first time, replied with a slightly tender smile.

“But it’s okay.”

“… ”

“I’ll get over it. Just like always.”

Thud.

The door closed.

As silence enveloped the room, a peculiar sensation washed over me.

It wasn’t a negative feeling towards O Yoonji, but rather a mix of longing, joy, and relief that she was doing well.

It only served to further confuse myself.

The lingering scent of intense roses subtly lingered in the room, evoking forgotten memories.

“Ugh, damn.”

I sank into a chair, holding my head.

I’m glad you’re doing well.

I wanted to say something like that.

But saying such words might change something.

I had no choice but to be curt.

After agonizing for a while, I gathered my resolve and headed to the table, but Choi Eiseo’s kimchi stew was already cold.

* * *

I found myself spending more and more time idly at home.

Choi Eiseo visited occasionally, but upon seeing my state, she couldn’t help but worry, yet she didn’t probe deeply.

She probably sensed it was because of O Yoonji.

‘I’m sorry.’

Maybe that’s why.

At some point, the frequency of Choi Eiseo’s visits decreased, and in the meantime, Seo Yerin and Yu Arin returned from Gold One.

They suggested drinking together, but despite talking about making plans, nothing concrete materialized.

It was my fault.

With lackluster responses, everyone seemed to think something was off, as their replies were almost nonexistent.

‘Sigh.’

Time flowed mercilessly.

I found myself back at Gahyeon University after a long absence.

All around were fresh-faced individuals touring the university, most likely freshmen.

‘I was like that last year.’

Leaving home and living alone for the first time while attending university filled me with excitement.

Yet, after just a year, I had become a seasoned veteran having experienced various trials and tribulations.

So much had happened in the past year.

Now in my second year, incidents were already cropping up, causing me headaches.

‘I haven’t been keeping up with the Bamboo Forest these days.’

Come to think of it, as an administrator, it had been quite a while since I checked the Bamboo Forest.

I thought about going in to do some maintenance, but I never actually tapped the app with my finger.

Things were already so complicated; I didn’t want to see unnecessary chatter on the Bamboo Forest.

In the waiting room, trusting that Yurin would handle it well.

“Hmm?”

“Huh?”

A familiar face came into view.

Impressive with a generous physique and a friendly jawline.

It was Oh Daesang, my former roommate from Gold One, majoring in Culinary Arts.

“Woojin?”

“Daesang hyung? Are you also here for the dorm interview?”

Now knowing he’s twenty-seven.

“Yeah, I’ve been living in the dorms since freshman year.”

“Oh, I see.”

Now a senior, Daesang was graduating. Typically, seniors weren’t welcomed in the dorms, but he seemed confident.

Although I left first, reminiscing about our time at Gold One.

A sharp gaze.

Joohee sunbae, with her hair tied up, was staring intently at me.

“Oh, Joohee. Hello.”

Daesang greeted her warmly. Having worked together in the kitchen at Gold One, they seemed close.

“Hello.”

Different from Daesang, Joohee used formal language due to his age.

“Hello, sunbae.”

Nodding respectfully, Joohee glanced at me and nodded slightly.

“So, how have you been?”

“I’ve been good, thank you.”

Honestly.

Yes, I had forgotten.

That Joohee had been in my arms.

Pushed back momentarily by the arrival of O Yunji.

But Joohee seemed unfazed, almost as if I had dreamt it all.

“But…?”

Hadn’t Joohee been in my arms?

Should I just pretend nothing happened?

Normally, I might have asked.

I was that kind of person.

But…

“Now, because of O Yunji…”

I didn’t want to complicate things further.

Joohee seemed to want to let it go, so I followed suit, continuing our conversation with jokes as usual.

—

“What’s with this guy?!”

It was the opposite.

“What on earth?!”

While Kim Woojin had spent the past week forgetting about Min Juhee due to O Yunji,

“Oh, what the heck?!”

Min Juhee, on the other hand, could only think about Kim Woojin.

“Am I mistaking this for a dream?!”

The sensation of Kim Woojin’s hand on her head was still vivid in her mind.

“But we made eye contact, right?”

The warmth from when he held her lingered, sending shivers down her spine.

“What the hell is going on?!”

Kim Woojin’s slightly toned muscles.

The feeling of his touch still vivid on her palm.

“Ugh, frustrating!”

She wanted to grab a baseball bat and ask if he remembered that moment.

But she couldn’t.

Although hitting people was something Min Juhee was accustomed to,

In situations like this, she was completely defenseless.

“Why did I do that back then?!”

It was an accident.

At Gold One one night.

Min Juhee, returning from skiing in the early morning, intending to sleep peacefully.

Trying not to wake anyone, she entered quietly, only to hear noises coming from inside.

Initially, she thought someone was watching a movie.

After hearing intense moans, she suspected someone was watching adult content.

Finally,

When she peeked into the room where the sounds were coming from, occupied by Seo Yerin and Kim Woojin,

Only then did she realize.

“Ack! Ahh!”

Seeing Seo Yerin writhing in pleasure, pinned under Kim Woojin, froze her body involuntarily.

In a women’s dormitory, why is Kim Woojin here?

That thought crossed her mind for a moment.

Beside her, Yoo Arin, also undressed, tried to stop Kim Woojin.

Slap!

He warned by smacking her butt.

“Don’t rush. Just wait.”

Kim Woojin’s deep voice made her wonder if this was the cute junior she knew.

“Yes, yes.”

Seeing Yoo Arin lying next to Seo Yerin, offering her butt submissively, was so shocking that it made her feel dizzy.

Yoo Arin, as strong-willed as herself, obediently waiting like a lamb.

An absurd sight.

Two women lying under a man, whimpering and seemingly enjoying it immensely.

It was shocking.

Since high school, Minjuhee only fought with men in relationships, and in college, she only studied for scholarships.

Minjuhee kept her distance from men due to her ignorance.

Ignorant, she had no curiosity or interest.

Ignorant, she lacked any excitement.

But now.

“….”

Unable to resist a strange impulse and curiosity, she lay down beside the sleeping Kim Woojin.

Just.

It was like instinct.

Feeling a strange thrill watching the two juniors happily forgetting their embarrassment, she tried it out.

It wasn’t as bad as she thought.

When Kim Woojin’s hand rested on her head, she felt a peculiar thrill.

However.

However!

However!

“Oh, it’s my turn. I’ll be back!”

“Well, just answer as I told you. It shouldn’t be a big deal.”

That bastard.

Seeing him act nonchalantly, Minjuhee couldn’t help but grip tightly.

“Are you mad, Juhee?”

Seeing Minjuhee’s unusual behavior, Oh Daesang asked.

“No.”

As Minjuhee answered abruptly, Oh Daesang couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow instinctively.