"Why did you break your promise to me, but I have to keep mine?"
"What are you talking about?"
Woo-jae, who had been silently looking down at Won, raised his eyebrows as if he couldn't understand.
His face made anger boil inside him.
No, it was more like pouring oil on fire.
Won took a deep breath.
His lips, which had just opened, were about to raise his voice.
"I never said it even once."
Woo-jae laughed mockingly at Won.
"...What?"
"When did you say you would only spread your legs once? Or did I say I would be satisfied with just once?"
Woo-jae suddenly approached Won and stabbed his lower abdomen with his index finger.
"So, wasn't it until I turned your whole body upside down with my cum?"
The slow movement of the finger, slowly sliding up from the lower abdomen to the chest, sent shivers down his spine.
When the fingertips that were pointing towards the upper body reached the chest, they suddenly changed direction.
The place his hand was heading towards was the right nipple, which was still sore from last night when Woo-jae bit and sucked on it.
His index finger poked the swollen nipple.
"..."
That movement seemed to imply the number of times they had intertwined their bodies last night.
The finger that pinched between the areola and the nipple twisted about 90 degrees.
A hot energy filled the air.
He stopped thinking and speaking.
It was too absurd.
The awakening of the circle's spirit was the approaching footsteps from afar.
I tried to push his hand away belatedly, but Woojae's actions were faster.
Woo-jae twisted the circle's wrist and turned his body with a innocent smile.
"Woojae, you came early? Oh, the senior is also here. Hello."
The arms that wrapped around the shoulders were heavy.
The arms were pressing heavily, making the stomach feel uneasy.
Woo-jae nodded his head to Kyung-hun, who greeted him warmly.
It was a very natural face.
"You won't greet me? Kyung-hun will feel embarrassed."
Woojae, who soon tilted his head diagonally, whispered in the circle's ear.
The breath that stuck closely reminded me of the moment he chewed on my earlobe last night.
The circle couldn't regain its senses even with Woo-jae's whispering.
He now realized that he was even worse than he had thought, stupidly.
There was no way to count how many times this sigh had burst out.
If there had been a form to the laughter that burst out without reason, it would have already piled up in front of the circle.
I had reached the point where I looked stupid, thinking that it was not a bad decision.
The rumor that Won enjoyed drinking with Woo-jae soon reached Won's ears, going around the College of Business Administration.
Some students who were known for their drinking in the department approached and questioned the truth, and even tried to make an appointment for a drinking session with them.
When Won closed his lips with a tired face, Woo-jae appeared and acted as a guardian.
Won had been a figure shrouded in a veil for the College of Business Administration students.
Even when he was a freshman, he lived like a dead mouse among the 300 classmates.
However, Won's presence was not so faint that it would fade away even if he lived cautiously.
From the moment he revealed his appearance for the first time on the day of the start of the semester, skipping the entrance ceremony and orientation, he was already a famous figure in the College of Business Administration.
Most people wanted to become friends with Won, but Won definitely did not fit in with them.
There was no way to easily join in drinking sessions, department gatherings, or school events.
When someone spoke to him, Won only gave concise responses out of courtesy and quickly left the scene.
It was the same when senior soldiers who had returned from the military tried to establish an unfamiliar military atmosphere.
When something big happened, he chose to take a leave of absence while mumbling about his messy hair.
Since there was no obligation for registered conscientious objectors to go to the military, Won took a leave of absence as he pleased and repeatedly appeared when he was forgotten.
When I took a break from school, rumors about Won occasionally spread among the students in the business school.
I heard he went to the military.
Did he quit school? Must be on leave.
When junior students became curious about the occasional mention of his name, stories about Won started to emerge.
Some praised his appearance, while others spread rumors about his arrogance.
There were even baseless rumors.
All the rumors surrounding Won were unified into the same story once he returned from his leave of absence.
That senior was really pretty.
According to the rumors, he was arrogant and a loner, but he didn't let his high rank get to his head and remained quiet.
Unaware of these facts, Won was satisfied with the difficult treatment he received from his junior students as his rank increased.
Now, there were not many seniors with a higher rank than Won, so he believed he was leading a relatively smooth school life.
But now, things were different.
It felt like his carefully maintained daily life had crumbled miserably.
Could he regain his peaceful daily life by ignoring the persistent junior students and enduring a little longer?
When he was contemplating and about to put his plan into action, Woo-jae appeared and dismissed the promises made by the junior students, as if it wasn't Won's intention.
He was tired.
After the conversation with Woo-jae, his mind went blank and he listened to the lecture absentmindedly.
He couldn't remember if there was an assignment or not.
He left school with his bag, feeling drained.
Should he just ignore the favor Woo-jae did for him?
But ignoring Woo-jae didn't seem right because he wasn't someone who would match his strengths and weaknesses.
Or should he just drop out of school?
Frustration built up and his throat tightened. Won let out another deep sigh.
He had to find a way to escape.
How should he do it?
The constant worries that plagued him throughout his journey home came to a halt when he caught a glimpse of something in his peripheral vision.
His steps, which had been continuing without pause, suddenly stopped.
The blood that had been flowing vigorously suddenly felt like it was freezing and solidifying.
He realized that the arrowhead was pointing towards a distant place.
Yes, this isn't a mistake I made.
"...Kim Eun-pyo."
Won's lips trembled with anger.
It was too unfair to suppress the anger that arose spontaneously.
Won urged his feet towards the culprit who had become his ex-lover and created a disastrous fate with Woo-jae, ultimately invading his peaceful daily life.
Kim Eun-pyo approached in a month and turned him around.
He grabbed his neck and pushed, and he reflexively clasped his hands together.
"What...! What... salvation...?"
"Long time no see, you bastard?"
Confusion appeared on Kim Eun-pyo's face, which was engulfed in flames.