Chapter 79: Kiss
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 79: Kiss
Seo Ye-rin’s footsteps as she strode toward me through the darkness held no hesitation.
I knew something had changed after she broke through the wall of her virginity last time, but this felt almost too aggressive, bordering on reckless.
I tried to step back and escape, but before I knew it, my back hit the window frame.
Standing before me, Seo Ye-rin stared intently at my face. Thanks to the moonlight streaming through the window, everything from her expression to her pale skin and sparkling eyes was vivid.
Seeing her so clearly bathed in the lunar glow made my heart pound uncontrollably.
Was it because I was nervous?
Or was it the silence, devoid of any sound, and the moonlight pouring down like a spotlight?
With no distractions, my focus was entirely on the person named Seo Ye-rin. Looking at her, a single, honest exclamation echoed in my mind.
‘She’s beautiful.’
Usually, I would have just brushed it off, but looking at her with such focus, I could see why she was so popular.
It wasn't just her attractive appearance; it was her considerate personality and her kind way of speaking.
And the fact that I was the only one she showed her incredibly unique "Anonymous 69" side to...
For the first time, that realization manifested as a twisted sense of superiority, filling my chest with satisfaction.
Tap.
Seo Ye-rin placed her hand gently on my chest. In contrast to the overbearing aura she had shown moments ago, her touch itself was soft.
"Why are you ignoring me?"
"Ignoring you? What did I do?"
I didn't recall ignoring anything she said, so I asked what she meant. She pouted her lips slightly and took another step closer.
We were at a distance where our chests were almost touching. Seo Ye-rin stared at me as if asking if I was being serious.
"I write posts every day."
"...The ones you post on the Bamboo Forest?"
I asked, half-expecting the answer, and she gave a small nod. Wasn't that just her usual 'Sex Parrot' behavior?
Since she had always spammed posts as Anonymous 69, I hadn't thought it was particularly strange.
"You've always done that."
"But now you know who I am. So, I mean..."
The posts saying she wanted to have sex.
The moment I realized they were actually messages and signals directed at me, I couldn't help but be flustered.
No matter how I looked at it, I never imagined her usual spamming was her way of talking to me.
"I thought you were just posting them for the sake of it."
"Hmph."
The hand that had been on my chest slid up to my shoulder. Seo Ye-rin wrapped her arms around my neck, interlacing her fingers, and pressed her body firmly against mine.
I knew I should push her away, but her scent, the seductive look in her eyes, and the warm, soft sensation of her pressing against my chest...
My reason told me to push her away immediately, but my instincts were whispering for me to take her right now.
Last time, I had been drunk on expensive alcohol, and the atmosphere had turned erotic, leading us to sleep together naturally.
But this time.
I felt myself becoming heavily intoxicated by the woman named Seo Ye-rin herself.
This was far more addictive and suggestive than the expensive liquor from before, driving me toward impulse.
"I want to kiss you."
Seo Ye-rin tilted her head, offering her lips.
I was about to lower my head to respond.
But in that instant, a cold breeze blew in from the window, cooling my heated head.
"N-No!"
I hurriedly straightened my neck and pulled my head back.
"We're not even dating. Doing this is...!"
It happened in a flash.
Rising on her tiptoes and pulling me down with the strength in the arms wrapped around my neck, Seo Ye-rin kissed me.
There was too much force in the way our lips collided, and the way our tongues tangled was somewhat clumsy. Her breath smelled of peaches, as if she had been drinking iced tea.
Yet, even in that desperate kiss, Seo Ye-rin kept her eyes tightly shut, focusing entirely on the moment.
"Phew!"
Seo Ye-rin pulled her lips away and breathed heavily, as if she had forgotten to breathe.
"Hey, you...!"
I tried to say something while wiping my damp mouth, but Seo Ye-rin, refusing to listen, clung to me again.
Once more, her stiff tongue began to work stubbornly to entwine with mine.
Seo Ye-rin carefully opened her eyes. Her pupils were hazy and unfocused, as if she were drunk.
As we kissed, the moment her hand brushed against my lower body—which was gradually growing tense—I gave in.
‘Ah, seriously.’
Without realizing it, I grabbed her thighs from underneath and lifted her up.
I sat her down on the desk next to us. Thinking that was enough, Seo Ye-rin slowly pulled her lips away and looked at me.
And then.
"It's okay."
Very softly.
"I'm..."
And lewdly.
"Your sex friend, after all."
She whispered, driving my impulses even further.
Since it was a line I had already crossed once, crossing it a second time wasn't difficult. Just as we were about to kiss again, seeking only pleasure without responsibility—
Click.
"No, I told you I'm looking for the kids..."
The classroom lights flickered on, the door opened, and a tall man walked inside.
"Ah."
Should I call it déjà vu?
The important thing was that the roles had changed.
Earlier, I had been the witness, but this time, I was the one being witnessed.
"What... in the..."
Senior Han-gang, who had entered the classroom, stood there with a gormless expression as he looked at Ye-rin and me.
I hurriedly pulled away, but Seo Ye-rin bit down on my lower lip with her teeth as if she didn't want to let go.
"Thenhior, ith noth whath ith lookth like!"
(Senior, it's not what it looks like!)
My pronunciation was completely slurred.
I finally managed to pry Seo Ye-rin off and touched my lip. It throbbed so much I wondered if it had been torn.
Flustered, I tried to explain myself to Senior Han-gang, who was staring at us blankly, but Seo Ye-rin just stood up from the desk, pouted, and let out a small sigh.
"We were almost there."
* * *
"What's wrong?"
While we were filming in the classroom.
Since it was a scene featuring only Ahn Hyun-ho, the other actors were resting.
Choi I-seo approached me as I sat in a chair, looking distressed.
Seeing her expression, which seemed to ask if there was a problem, I found myself gasping for air, unable to speak.
Choi I-seo had said it herself—we weren't in a relationship. So, it shouldn't have mattered what just happened.
‘But why do I feel so guilty?’
I stole a glance at Choi I-seo, who was staring at me, and then buried my face on the desk again.
Strangely, looking at Choi I-seo made the lump in my chest grow larger, making me feel like I had done something terrible.
"Ye-rin, what are you doing over there?"
"Huh? Nothing. Just sitting."
To make matters worse.
Seo Ye-rin had been sitting on that same desk in the exact same posture since earlier.
It was as if she were constantly reminding me.
I glanced toward Seo Ye-rin, who was chatting with Yoo Ah-rin, and then buried my face again like a turtle hiding in its shell.
I still didn't know why I was in this situation, and I wanted to kick myself for giving in to temptation.
"What is it? Are you sick? Or are you bored because the shoot is taking so long?"
"Please don't worry about me. It just makes me hate myself more."
"What on earth are you talking about?"
Choi I-seo sighed and reached out to tug on my ear.
"Lean in. I'll tell you something amazing."
I wondered what she was talking about all of a sudden, but because she kept pulling my ear, I slowly lifted my head.
Choi I-seo covered the side of my face with her hand and lightly kissed my cheek.
There was no sound.
But the sensation was vivid.
"...?!"
I looked at Choi I-seo in shock, and she quickly averted her gaze, her face turning bright red.
Forcing herself to look toward Ahn Hyun-ho and Senior Ju-hee, Choi I-seo blurted out:
"I-Isn't it amazing?"
"It... it was so sudden that it certainly is amazing..."
"Min-ji told me that doing things like this suddenly is very effective."
Despite her words, the fact that she couldn't meet my eyes at all was the definition of pure.
Her first impression and outward appearance were chic, but how could she be so innocent when flirting? I found Choi I-seo to be both mysterious and charming.
‘...It's strange.’
It was a sweet, innocent peck, quite different from the deep kiss I shared with Seo Ye-rin.
Yet, the way both of them made my heart race was exactly the same. They say everyone has their own unique charm, and I was experiencing that with my whole body.
How should I put it?
It felt like my heart, which had become confused and clouded by Seo Ye-rin, was being purified by Choi I-seo.
In fantasy terms, Seo Ye-rin was like a succubus, and Choi I-seo was like a saintess.
At that moment.
Someone wrapped an arm around my neck and snatched my head from below.
"RKO!"
Yoo Ah-rin had appeared in the seat in front of me and was performing a clumsy wrestling move.
"You just died."
She spoke triumphantly, leaving me speechless at her absurdity.
"Aren't you supposed to be filming? It feels like you're just playing around the whole time."
When I retorted, she seemed offended and slammed her hand on the desk.
"That's bullshit! Do you know how hard I'm working? I'm practically the lead."
"The villain, you mean."
Yoo Ah-rin ended up playing the final mastermind of our movie. Since she was basically a guest, we didn't think we should give her a major role, and she was originally supposed to be the female lead's bubbly friend.
However, Senior Ju-hee, who was originally the mastermind, had too much on her plate with directing and managing the shoot, so Yoo Ah-rin, who was very interested, took over the big role.
"By the way, where did Senior Han-gang go? He said he was going to find you earlier."
"...He said he was busy and went home."
Senior Han-gang had indeed gone straight home. Though he did curse me out six ways to Sunday before he left.
Later, Seo Ye-rin joined us, and we were having some small talk when—
"Everyone, gather up. Let's film the group scene and go home. I have to be in this one too, so Woo-jin, you handle the camera."
"Yes, ma'am!"
Senior Ju-hee called out to us.
We hurried out to the hallway where the filming was taking place.
"..."
There stood Senior Ju-hee, uncharacteristically wearing her hair in twin tails and dressed in a skirt.
I knew immediately.
She had taken over the role Yoo Ah-rin was originally supposed to play—the bright, energetic character used to lighten the mood.
But.
How should I put this?
It felt like someone had placed a slice of American cheese on top of a bowl of pungent soybean paste stew.
Still, I couldn't just stand there in silence, so I tried to force out a compliment.
"Th-That really suits—"
"Shut your trap if you don't want it ripped open."
"Yes, ma'am."