The Scissors' Grip

"Oh..." An intriguing quest had appeared. I immediately searched for "Nuri Villa" on my phone. It turned out to be a villa tucked deep inside the main gate of Nuri University.

-Creak.

I quickly gathered my things and stood up, heading straight for the university's main gate. My heart was pounding.

"Common sense alteration... It works like this too?" The quest details were fascinating. I had thought common sense alteration only changed how people saw me as someone else. Of course, the only person I had ever used it on was Professor Kim Byung-yoon. Once activated, everyone perceived me as him. They all spoke to me formally, heard my words in his voice, and any footage of me was recognized as footage of the professor. Common sense alteration essentially meant being treated as an entirely different person.

But this quest had an interesting twist. [Kang Dahyun will perceive you as a human-shaped black figure.] In essence, I would appear to her exactly like the ghost from the quest title—pressed down by scissors. The idea of being seen not as a human but as a ghost piqued my curiosity. Maybe it was because I had read about sleep paralysis during class earlier. Plus, the thought of entering someone else's studio apartment stirred a strange excitement. A female university student's private space. What would it look like? Neatly decorated? Or scattered with underwear?

I felt my steps quicken toward the main gate. And knowing the owner was Kang Dahyun only heightened my interest. Truthfully, I had only just learned today that she lived alone. It seemed the previous quest reward, which removed the residential area near the main gate from the restricted zone, had unlocked this quest. I should probably keep clearing restricted areas whenever I can. Our campus had plenty of interesting spots nearby—the university hospital, the large church behind the campus since our foundation was religious, and even a daycare where early childhood education students did their practicum. There was a lot to look forward to.

But right now, my biggest interest was Kang Dahyun's studio at the main gate. Lost in thought, I soon passed through the gate. Apartments lined the street just beyond it, along with plenty of villas. Following the directions on my phone, I entered Nuri Villa. After a short walk, I stood before the slightly worn building. I climbed the stairs to the second floor where Room 201 was located. Soon, the iron door with the plaque reading "201" came into view.

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With a trembling heart, I approached the door lock installed on the iron gate. I touched it to activate it. "The password the quest window gave me..." I entered '020830*'.

-Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.

-Beep-beep-beep~

"It opened!" I cheered inwardly and slowly pushed the door open.

-Creak.

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"A studio apartment?" University students without much money rarely lived alone in large places. A studio was a practical choice. Kang Dahyun's studio. The lights were off, making it dimly lit. Straight ahead were a refrigerator, sink, and drum washing machine lined up in a row. Beyond the washing ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠machine, a white wall suggested the bathroom lay behind it. To the right of the entrance stood a TV on a stand, with a table in front and a sofa against the opposite wall. Past the TV were rows of closets, and beyond them, a bed. A window on that wall was covered by curtains, though sunlight filtered through the blue fabric, casting a soft glow across the room.

Entrance. Refrigerator. Sink. Washing machine. Wall. Bathroom. TV. Table. Sofa. Closet. Closet. Bed. Window.

"Oh..." In the farthest corner of the studio, diagonally across from the entrance, Kang Dahyun lay asleep beneath the covers. Her gentle breathing was visible on her face.

"Bigger than I expected." From outside, Nuri Villa had looked old and unpromising, but inside the space felt spacious and clean. What surprised me most were the two closets filled with her clothes. Kang Dahyun apparently owned quite a few outfits. And the first thing that greeted me upon entering was the array of shoes filling the entrance—high heels in various colors and heights, along with other beautiful pairs. Even with a shoe rack nearby, so many shoes were left out. She must have run out of space inside the rack. Given her interest in fashion and her work as a fitting model, it made sense that she collected shoes.

I slipped off my shoes at the entrance and instinctively stepped quietly into the studio. That was when it happened.

"Ah. It's started." As I stepped into the studio after removing my shoes, a pleasant scent seemed to fill the air. "I heard studios often turn into messes... She must be quite diligent." Kang Dahyun appeared more hardworking than she looked. The studio was spotless, as if she cleaned thoroughly every day. A subtle, pleasant fragrance lingered in the room.

I passed the table in the center and walked toward the bed in the deepest part of the room. Kang Dahyun lay with only her face exposed above the blanket. "Mmm..." As I approached, she frowned slightly, looking uncomfortable. Her slightly upturned cat-like eyes, the beauty mark beneath her right eye, caramel-toned skin, and long black hair—her face remained beautiful even while frowning. But her true allure lay in her figure: a slender waist, plump hips, smooth thighs, and delicate ankles. Whenever I spotted her walking across campus, it felt like watching a model on a runway. I wasn't the only one who thought so—other male students often stole glances at her too.

That beautiful body of hers was hidden beneath a fluffy blanket. I grasped the edge of the covers. Feeling like I was unwrapping a Christmas present, I slowly lifted the blanket.

"...Huh?" What lay beneath was not what I had expected. Kang Dahyun, owner of that stunning figure, wore only black panties. Beneath the raised blanket, her caramel breasts and pink nipples were fully exposed.

"Why isn't she wearing a bra?" I couldn't understand why she slept in just panties. Maybe bras were uncomfortable? Still, most people at least wore underwear to bed. Curious, I glanced around... and spotted her jeans, shirt, and bra scattered beside the bed.

"Hmm..." That aside... Though her lower body line from the waist down was so beautiful I hadn't noticed at first, she actually had quite full breasts. Now lying on the bed, they were slightly flattened by gravity, yet their lovely shape was still obvious.

"Mmm..." Just then, a soft moan escaped Kang Dahyun. She frowned, beads of cold sweat forming on her skin. She truly looked as though she were being pressed down by scissors.

-Whoosh.

I yanked the blanket aside with force and tossed it away. Soft light filtering through the blue curtains now illuminated her naked body. Her light-brown skin, clad only in black panties, glowed faintly on the bed.

The room still felt a bit dark, so I looked for a switch. Spotting one to the left of the TV, I walked over and flipped it on.

-Click.

The fluorescent lights came on, brightening the room. Turning back, Kang Dahyun's body appeared even more vividly alluring. I approached the bed and climbed onto it. The mattress creaked beneath my weight.

-Creak.

Now looking down at her, eyes closed, still moaning in discomfort.

"Mmm... ugh..." Her slender waist rested between my legs as I knelt above her. I lowered myself gently, sitting on her thighs.

"Ugh..." She seemed to find the pressure quite stifling, yet she couldn't move. Her frown deepened. I reached out with both hands and cupped her breasts. The caramel mounds filled my palms, their fullness pleasing me. Not quite as large as Cha Eun-joo's, but certainly impressive.

At that moment— "Huh!" Kang Dahyun's eyes suddenly flew open. Our gazes met. The thought that she had woken up made me panic for a second. I briefly imagined her screaming or struggling. But her reaction was different from what I expected.

"Ah... move... get away..." She couldn't even twitch a finger. Speaking seemed difficult too. Her eyes were tinged with fear.

"Ah... right..." I had been so captivated by her beautiful light-brown body that I had momentarily forgotten. Right now, Kang Dahyun was under sleep paralysis, and to her, I appeared as a black figure. At least there was no risk of her recognizing me.

From her perspective... her body was completely immobilized, her voice barely worked, and a ghost-like shape was sitting on top of her.

-Grin.

Once I understood the situation, an involuntary, lecherous smile spread across my face. I savored the full weight of her breasts in my hands. Then, like a child playing with slime, I began innocently kneading them.