[Character Profile]
Name: Baek Taeyang
Body: Height: 183 cm / Weight: 95 kg / Body fat percentage: 8%
Background: The protagonist of Academy Pure Love Journal, also known as Asoon, is the author's idealized vision of a perfect man. Baek Taeyang embodies an extreme bias toward women, possessing a physique and charisma that make him irresistibly attractive to the opposite sex. Originally, he was meant to transfer to Victory Academy, the main setting of Asoon, and become a rival to Kim Min-soo and So Yoo-min. However, due to the author's lack of experience in love and intimacy, the character was never fully realized and never appeared in the novel.
Main Skill: Coercion (?)
Sub Skills: Dignity of the 'Sun' (A), Maiden Bomber (SSS), ?(?)
When I woke up, the first thing I noticed was the status window floating in front of me.
I read it because, well, it was there. But what the hell? It said my name was Baek Taeyang. I'm Lee Tae-ok…
My last memory was of that chubby writer in the white void, summoning a giant book and attacking me with it.
'And now… this. A status window? A dorm room?'
The room's layout matched the men's dormitory at Victory Academy, as described in the latest chapter of the novel.
It was clear—that fat writer had thrown me into Academy Pure Love Journal.
'Does this even make sense? How did this happen so easily? And why me?'
I'd only read the prologue, the first chapter, and the latest update. I wasn't even a dedicated fan. I just sent a long, frustrated message, and now this?
After sitting on the bed for five hours, thinking it over, I concluded there was no point in staying idle.
It wasn't in my nature to sit around and do nothing.
'Anyway, I'm not Lee Tae-ok anymore. I'm Baek Taeyang, right?'
After checking the status window, I walked over to the full-length mirror.
The reflection matched the description perfectly.
'Damn, this is impressive.'
A body that could win a bodybuilding competition without breaking a sweat.
And then there was that—something you'd only see in Western adult films.
As a joke, I gave it a little bounce, and when it lightly tapped against my thigh, I was stunned.
'I'll need to tuck that to the left.'
I decided not to dwell on why I was naked.
You can't achieve greatness if you get hung up on trivial details.
Maybe I'd been in the middle of something before this happened.
It's the author's fault for leaving such a masterpiece of a body unused.
When I tapped the status window, a new screen appeared.
[Main Quest]
Today is your transfer day to Victory Academy.
It's also your first day to live up to the name "Baek Taeyang"!
Make your presence unforgettable!
Clear Condition: Have sex with a member of Victory Academy (0/1)
Deadline: Today
Reward: Lick Eyes (B)
Penalty: Death
The conditions were extreme.
If I didn't have sex today, I'd die.
This wasn't some casual club activity—you can't just sleep with anyone on a whim.
What kind of twisted mind came up with this?
'For now… this is all I know.'
I assessed the situation quickly.
The novel's world was now my reality. Completing the quest seemed to be the only way out.
'Stay calm.'
I doubted they'd give me an impossible task.
Besides, since this was a novel, things would likely follow a natural progression.
I put on the school uniform.
The white uniform was neat, but it looked completely out of place on my tanned, muscular frame and gray hair.
No matter how well I buttoned it up, the vibe was still intimidating.
'I'll figure things out after clearing the quest. Staying in the dorm won't solve anything.'
I wasn't worried about the death penalty for failing.
I had the skills to back myself up.
If I played my cards right, this would be a piece of cake.
'From now on, I'm not Lee Tae-ok. I'm Baek Taeyang…'
With that final resolution, I headed out.
As I walked, I pieced together Baek Taeyang's memories.
The world had changed—monsters were appearing through gates, and academies had been established to train people to fight them.
Victory Academy, located in Korea, was one of the most prestigious institutions, attracting talent from all over the world.
'Makes sense.'
I glanced at the other students in their uniforms. They were all in great shape, but I stood out like a giant among them.
The confidence of being the most physically imposing person there was undeniable.
"Stop right there!"
'Of course, I'll finish the quest. Look at these skirts—they're so long they cover the knees. I want to roll them up right now.'
As I was mentally scanning potential candidates for the quest, someone blocked my path.
She wore glasses that were too big for her face, obscuring her features.
But I had a feeling she'd be attractive without them.
"Stop right there!!!"
"Yes?"
I stopped when she told me to.
Her name tag read "Leadership" with the name "Yoo Su-jin" below it.
It was amusing to see her enforcing dress codes among adults.
I mean, I was wearing the uniform, but couldn't she cut me some slack?
"Is this your first time here?"
"I'm a transfer student."
As soon as I answered, Su-jin's face scrunched up in disapproval.
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Sujin loved her daily routine. She took great pride in being part of the leadership team.
She worked harder than anyone else and was promised the position of lead manager next year.
Her job was to ensure no one looked out of place at the school gate, and she'd never failed—until now.
'What is this guy?'
The guy walking toward her was the worst she'd ever seen.
He was wearing the Victory uniform, but his appearance was so sloppy he'd be kicked out if he were in civilian clothes.
His shirt was loose, and he'd thrown a hooded zip-up over it.
His left hand was in his pocket, fidgeting with something suspicious.
Normally, she wouldn't bother checking belongings, but this time she felt she had to.
She stopped him and began questioning him, but no matter what she asked, he kept repeating that he was a transfer student.
He didn't even have a name tag.
"If you keep being uncooperative, you'll have to meet with me. It's your first day, after all."
She meant to intimidate him, but instead, he just smiled.
That smile pissed her off. She decided to inspect his belongings immediately.
"What's in your left pocket? Why are you fidgeting like that?"
"Uh, it's nothing…"
His nervous expression confirmed her suspicions.
Whatever he was hiding, it was important—and probably illegal.
"Take it out right now. Why? Is it hard to get out? Come on, I've dealt with guys like you before."
She pushed him, determined to get to the bottom of this.
Every time she spoke, he flinched, clearly frightened.
'This is it.'
This was what real discipline looked like.
She dragged him to the leadership room and locked the door.
The room was designed for delinquent students, and once the door was locked, there was no escape.
Now it was time to find out what he was hiding.
"Take it out."
Sujin stood firm. His scared expression told her he'd crack soon.
"I really don't want to…"
His response surprised her.
Anger boiled inside her.
"Just take it out!"
She pushed him against the wall and reached into his pocket.
At first, she felt nothing, but as she went deeper, something soft brushed against her hand.
She couldn't tell what it was.
'What the…?'
The object in his pocket was growing harder—and bigger.
It had been the size of her palm, but now it reached her wrist.
'What is this?'
Determined to pull it out, she gripped it tightly.
The transfer student flinched, so she knew she had the right spot.
But no matter how hard she pulled, it wouldn't come out.
"Senior."
A voice came from above.
She hadn't noticed until now, but he was much taller than her.
His face was shadowed, but his smile was unmistakable.
"What… what is it?"
Suddenly, she felt scared.
She was supposed to be in control, but it felt like she was the one in danger.
"Why are you calling me…? Did I do something wrong? If you say so, I'll never look at you again… Just take it out… I'll confiscate it…"
Her voice grew smaller, but she forced herself to finish.
Victory was within reach.
Or was it just her imagination? Sujin suddenly had a terrible thought.
"Is that my dick?"
At those words, Sujin's mind went blank.