Shopping and Then
Saturday morning, I headed toward the area near campus with Hui-yeong.
Sunlight brushed past the car window and settled softly across my face.
Hui-yeong gazed outside with an excited expression and said,
“Doesn’t living on our own, just the two of us, feel so exciting?”
I fell quiet for a moment, thinking it over.
I’d never lived alone before, and I’d never shared a place with anyone either.
“I’m really curious about it. I even want to bring over the new friend I made.”
“Let’s start with a party—just the three of us, including Se-yeong.”
Hui-yeong already seemed to have the whole future mapped out in her head.
I watched her profile and smiled quietly to myself.
The sky had still been dim when we left the house; by the time we reached the campus neighborhood it had turned a sharp, clear blue.
The thought that I had almost ended up commuting this entire distance made me feel briefly dizzy.
Hui-yeong gave my arm a light tap.
“I’m glad you decided to look for a place even this late. It’s way too far.”
“Once you actually come out here you get it. Commuting would’ve been impossible…”
We made our way to a nearby real-estate office.
When we pushed open the glass door, a middle-aged woman greeted us.
“College students, right? Looking for a place?”
“Yes. We’re planning to live together—do you have any larger one-rooms or two-rooms we could see?”
She waved a hand.
“Everything around here is too small for two people. I’ll show you a few two-rooms.”
And so the house tour began. Finding a place turned out to be harder than I’d expected.
A unit that required climbing endless flights of stairs.
One that still held the damp, underground air of a semi-basement.
One where the water pressure was so weak the stream fell limply from the faucet.
One with the boiler unit stuck out in the open like an afterthought.
One by one, every place had something that felt lacking.
When lunchtime came we ducked into a nearby restaurant and sat down.
The moment we settled, Hui-yeong let out a long sigh.
“I never knew looking for a place was this hard… Our house really was nice, huh…”
“There’s always at least one thing that bothers you about each one.”
“Remember that place earlier? They called it a two-room but it was basically a one-room…”
“Ah… that one. If we lived there we’d have to switch rooms on a schedule, right?”
Hui-yeong let out a small laugh at that.
Once the food arrived we naturally started talking about the next plan.
“Should we… go look at more places…”
“Ugh… I just want a good one to show up already…”
In the end, not a single place that day felt right.
Under a darkening sky we promised to meet again tomorrow.
“We have to come back again tomorrow…”
“Just hang in there a little longer, A-yeong.”
Somehow those words gave me strength.
The next day we headed to a quieter neighborhood a bit farther from campus.
The alleys were peaceful, and a small mart and café sat nearby.
The real-estate lady took out a key and opened the door.
Click—
As the door swung open, sunlight stretched long across the interior.
“Oh?”
Hui-yeong and I both fell silent at the same time.
It wasn’t spacious, but the layout was clean and straightforward.
One small bedroom, one living-room-slash-kitchen.
Two windows meant good ventilation, and the natural light wasn’t bad either.
Hui-yeong stepped inside first and opened a window.
A soft breeze drifted in.
“This place… is pretty nice, isn’t it?”
I walked around slowly, checking everything.
Kitchen flow, bathroom water pressure, storage space—I went through it all.
But what rose in my mind first was something else entirely—
the image of Hui-yeong and me living in this space together.
Sitting side by side on a sofa.
Falling asleep over late-night assignments.
Laughing and teasing each other.
“…I like this one.”
Hui-yeong turned to look at me.
“Really?”
I nodded.
“Yeah. Living here… I think it would be fun.”
Her face lit up brightly.
“Even if it’s a little farther, it’s not bad. The conditions are good too.”
The two of us finally made up our minds and headed back to the real-estate office to sign the contract.
“Did you students bring the deposit?”
The lady asked us.
I froze for a second. I’d never done anything like this before and had no idea how to handle it.
That was when Hui-yeong stepped in.
“Ah, I brought it.”
Then she looked at me and said,
“A-yeong, you go on ahead. While I’m here I need to visit a relative who lives nearby.”
“Really? Are you sure that’s okay?”
“Of course. I was planning to stay at their place overnight anyway.”
When I still hesitated, Hui-yeong waved me off.
“I’ll text you later about the remaining costs, the key, and the password, so just head home first.”
“Thanks, Hui-yeong.”
Even as I said it, something in a corner of my chest prickled strangely.
The deposit.
I hadn’t even thought of it. Reality had a way of arriving this suddenly.
Hui-yeong took the contract with a completely unbothered expression and began talking with the lady.
Calm, competent, a little grown-up.
I watched her for a moment, then lowered my head.
Even now I was still the one who leaned on someone else.
Possession or whatever else might have happened, in moments this practical I was still just a clumsy college student.
On the subway ride home I pulled out my phone and sent a message.
Our place.
I read those two words again. My heart beat a little harder.
Was this excitement,
or anxiety,
or—
was it because of Hui-yeong?
I shook my head.
“Don’t go attaching meaning to everything…”
I got home earlier than expected. The moment I stepped inside, the house felt completely empty.
A single note lay on the table.
— Dad has an appointment so I’m heading out. I’ll probably be back around lunch tomorrow. Don’t forget your café shift tomorrow—make sure you go.
The empty house made the feeling of being alone stand out sharply.
“No café shift, no Hui-yeong, and Se-yeong is…”
Just thinking about Valentine’s Day still made my face burn. I wanted to avoid meeting the two of them for a while.
“It’s only just past lunch—what should I do…”
I wandered through the house, turning it over in my mind. Until now I’d been tangled up with too many people; there hadn’t been enough quiet time to think.
“First… maybe I should try on the clothes I bought?”
I still hadn’t properly sorted anything from the shopping trip. While putting the clothes away I decided to practice wearing them as well.
I went into my room, stood in front of the mirror, and stripped bare. How many days had it been? By now I was fairly used to this female body.
“It’s been almost a week already. This much should feel normal.”
I laid out the underwear in a row and looked them over one by one. They ranged from plain to a little bold. I picked up a soft, feminine pair in a light fabric.
“These… looked pretty even when I tried them on back then…”
I put the underwear back on and stood in front of the mirror. The usual rough version of me had transformed into something far more feminine in the glass.
“It’s my own body, but… it’s really something.”
On top of that I tried on the outfits Hui-yeong had styled for me, one after another.
Dressed up, I struck poses in front of the mirror. I didn’t just look like a college student—I looked like a model.
“But… every top feels like it’s clinging…”
Hui-yeong’s explanation floated back to me.
— People with big chests actually look better in something that fits snug. It brings the shape out more.
“Still, it feels way too tight…”
When I pulled a big T-shirt over it I immediately understood the difference.
“Ah… I just look fat…”
The fitted clothes looked prettier, but I changed back into something comfortable and finished putting everything away.
Once the clothes were sorted, the other things I’d bought came to mind.
“…I should… put those away too, I guess…”
I got down on the floor and pulled the box out from under the bed. The way my chest pressed against the floor felt surprisingly sensitive.
I set the box on the desk and took a deep breath.
“Calm down… buying stuff like this is completely normal.”
With trembling hands I opened the box. Inside, all sorts of colorful tools revealed themselves.
I picked one up and examined it closely.
“This one… you put against your chest…”
I pressed it to my palm and hit the button. A sharp suction pulled at the skin while the little nubs inside the hollow began to spin.
“Hyaah!”
The scraping sensation hurt more than I expected. I pulled the toy off and squeezed a little of the gel the clerk had recommended onto the nubs.
“Again…”
When I pressed it to my palm and turned it on this time, the feeling was completely different. The nubs glided softly across my skin.
I lifted another item.
“…It looks kind of like a thermometer…”
I pressed the button and the tip began to vibrate.
Bzzzzzz—
“…So this is the one you put against a girl’s… tip…”
Finally I took out the dildo and looked it over. It didn’t really resemble a man’s cock all that much.
“…Right now it just looks ordinary…”
Click—
Whirrrrr—
The soft dildo swelled and began to tremble hard. At the same time the clit-stimulating part started vibrating too.
“…So it hits both places at once…”
I put everything back in the box and paced around the room.
“…Should I use them, or hold out a little longer.”
My head was still debating, but my body had already decided.
Slick—
The front of my panties was already damp. My nipples had hardened and I could feel them rubbing against the fabric.
A body that reacted this strongly to even the lightest touch. The old me would have thought about going for a run or something, but…
“…There’s no one home today…”
The silence of the house made my solitude absolute. I lightly touched the wet spot.
When I spread my index finger and thumb, a thin thread stretched between them.
“This is… just another thing I’ll have to get used to…”
Saying that, I took the items out of the box again.
My mind was steadily filling with heat.
“…They said to warm up properly first.”
I said the words, but I was already soaked below. Still, for the sake of bigger pleasure I forced myself to hold back.
“First… I should take these off.”
I stripped off the bothersome clothes, turned, and let my bare body show.