The Secret Diary

A subway packed to the brim with people.

Commuting time kept being pushed back, and even at this hour, it was still crowded.

It was an absolutely perfect situation for me.

Now, there was no hesitation in this familiar action.

Thud-

No matter how I touched it, it was always luxurious.

The plump, soft butt that filled my hand perfectly.

"Ugh..!!"

I trembled in surprise, but didn't turn around.

Then, should I be a bit bolder today?

I slid my hand down from groping her butt.

I stroked her smooth thighs and then pushed it in without hesitation.

Through her short skirt, between her legs.

"Ugh!!!"

I was crazy.

I really touched her pussy.

Of course, over the panties.

So I was curious.

The real pussy inside the panties.

Swoosh-

Just as my fingers digging into the panties were about to enter the more intimate space.

Thud!!

A small hand coming down from the butt side grabbed my wrist.

"P-please... stop... I beg you..."

"......"

A pitiful voice trembling.

I was in deep thought.

It was a serious dilemma.

I had to choose one of two things.

Groping outside or inserting inside.

And my choice was already made.

"Ugh!!!"

Crack...!

Finally, it touched.

Her most intimate place.

"Aaah...!! Uh...!!"

She moaned low, squeezing her thighs.

Trembling, she wiggled her butt as if to tell me to stop.

But I didn't stop.

Even while people passed ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠through the door opening to the opposite side.

Until her legs gave out and she sat down.

"Hah...!!!!"

The fluttering skirt covered the smooth butt again.

Cha Dohee, sitting crouched in front of the door, covered her mouth with her hand, trembling, and at that moment, the door in front of her opened.

"Excuse me, please!"

"Excuse me!"

"Why are you doing that...!"

"Move aside!"

"......"

Her ears and face were red.

Despite the commotion of the people, she only trembled and couldn't move.

I wrapped my arms around her shoulders and helped her up.

Her name was Cha Dohee.

My childhood friend.

"Why are you like that, Dohee?"

"Woojin..."

"What happened?"

"Ah, no...!! Nothing... nothing happened... Hah...!"

Nothing happened, indeed.

I was poking her pussy like that.

But Dohee didn't know.

That the persistent chikan following her was me.

"Let's go first."

"Yeah... I need to go a bit..."

I took Dohee, leaning on me, and left.

Our somewhat twisted relationship.

What if I hadn't opened that diary that day?

Maybe we'd still be just ordinary friends.

If ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠I hadn't opened that diary that day.

It's really been a long time since I've been here.

A grand yet quiet hanok house located in Seongbuk-dong.

It suited his image perfectly.

"Han Woojin! Come in quickly. I need to introduce you to Dad."

"Ah. Coming."

Cha Dohee.

My childhood friend and his late-blooming daughter.

She had everything: face, figure, personality, intelligence, family background.

Because of her, I received a lot of misunderstandings.

The misunderstanding that I was also an amazing person.

I was just an ordinary person.

"The guys who were fighting and hanging out with you?"

"We cut ties three years ago. You know that."

"You don't meet separately anymore?"

"Even the phone number is forgotten now."

Didn't everyone go through the delinquent phase?

I also had a pretty ordinary adolescence, and when I graduated from middle school, I came to my senses.

I passed the university I aimed for.

"Right, I heard you passed the same university as Dohee."

"I worked hard."

"Don't be proud. It's just that you finally made it as a person."

"...Yes."

The man without a single word of praise is Judge Cha Seungtae.

His father was the former Supreme Court Chief Justice, and his son will become a judge next year.

The reason this man invited me to his house was simple.

Because the late Chief Justice Cha Yongkyun was my grandfather's best friend.

The friendship between an ordinary hardware store owner and a judge who rose to Supreme Court Chief Justice may not seem fitting, but their friendship was real.

He left a will before passing, asking to take care of me.

"Since you're here, eat dinner and go."

"I have a promise."

"You and I both hate these bothersome things, so this is the last time. So eat and go."

"......"

The will was to take care of me until I became an adult.

I received my high school diploma in January this year, and in March, I'll become a college student.

Now, that means I'm an adult.

It means there won't be any more meetings like this.

"Why no answer?"

"I'll eat and go."

"Right. Go."

"Yes."

I bowed with glasses on and left the study.

Letting out a deep sigh.

"Huu...."

"Dad?"

"Wearing glasses."

"You were reading books, right? But why the sigh?"

"You said to eat dinner and go."

"Eat and go."

"If I eat here, I'll feel full...!!"

"Does the food not suit your taste? I think it's delicious."

"......"

I stared at Dohee waiting in front of the study.

Was she really asking because she didn't know?

Or had she lived in this atmosphere her whole life and couldn't feel it?

This unique suffocating and heavy atmosphere.

"Where are you going? Just leaving?"

"I can't sit in the living room and watch TV. I'll kill time a bit and come back."

It wasn't an ordinary friend's house.

To me, it was a house of a watcher and a kind of uncomfortable sponsor.

That's why there was no space in this house where I could feel at ease.

"Then rest in my room."

"......"

There was.

The only place I could feel comfortable.

But it was the first time since elementary school that ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Dohee invited me to her room.

"What's with this? You invited me to your room."

"If you leave, I won't come. Dad will be disappointed too."

"......"

"So stay here. It'll be better than the living room."

It would be better than the living room, sure.

I wandered around the room and sat at the desk and chair.

As expected, Cha Dohee's.

The smell was good and it was clean.

But.

"You're a bit unexpected?"

"What?"

"The room is still pink pink like when I was little."

"That's...!!"

"Your ears turned red."

"Don't look!!"

Covering her ears cutely with both hands and shouting.

Surprisingly, she was embarrassed by this.

She was acting mature but got caught with her girly side?

By the way, there were no dolls, only books everywhere.

Swoosh-

As soon as I took out a book from the bookshelf, a curse fell.

"Don't touch my things casually."

"It's just a book. And why are you so rude to me?"

"What?"

"Asking because you don't know? You're kind to other kids but not to me."

"I never did that, right?"

"You're heartless."

"......"

It was probably middle school.

The fact that we who were always together a bit distanced.

I was displeased that I hung out with delinquents, but not because of that reason.

Delinquent play ended three years ago, and for three years, I lived as a diligent student who only studied to death.

But what kind of book is this?

Thud-

I closed the book I had opened in less than 10 seconds.

"Already read it all?"

"I haven't read it. What is this? Can people even read this?"

"It's a criminal law precedent collection. I want to handle criminal trials."

"......"

Just like Cha Dohee.

Deciding the path as a judge even before entering university.

"Especially sex offenders. If I become a judge, I'll definitely give the maximum sentence in court. It's really terrifying."

"Why are you telling me while looking at me?"

"Be careful. Don't meet me in court."

"Hey. I'm not that kind of person."

"There might be parts of me you don't know."

"H....."

I laughed because it was unbelievable.

If it's assault and battery, it's one thing, but sex offender?

I also hate those kinds of humans.

If I witnessed such a scene, I'd throw a punch immediately.

"Sit there and wait."

"Am I a dog?"

"I'll bring fruit. Don't lie on the bed at all, and don't look around. Got it?"

"Right, got it."

"......"

Dohee, staring at me with suspicious eyes, got up as soon as she left the room.

The destination was naturally the bed.

Thud-

"Wow.... The cushion is dead..."

Finally, I was in a comfortable state.

Now, I had to watch YouTube or something and kill time....

"Eh?"

An unfamiliar feeling on the back of my head, I reached under the pillow.

Swoosh-

What I took out from under the pillow was a pink diary.

With a luxurious leather texture and even a clasp.

"......"

I knew it was wrong, but curiosity pushed me madly.

Somehow, it seemed like there might be stories about me in it.

Maybe it had what Cha Dohee wrote about why she became so rude.

"Right, since you won't tell me, I have to figure it out this way. For the sake of our friendship."

Thud-

Opening the clasp with the grand pretext of 'friendship'.

Then opened the diary.

Then closed it again.

"Wh-what did I see...?"

My heart suddenly pounded.

It was too shocking.

Yeah, this can't be.

Put it back.

I tried to close the clasp on the diary and put it back under the pillow, but....

"Crazy..."

Why am I reading this again?

Wait a second.

What if Dohee comes back?

"......"

Staring at the closed door, a chill came rushing.

If she finds me doing this, she might kill me.

Because this diary has that kind of content.

Click-

The door that had been closed for a while opened, and Dohee came back.

"Hey! I told you not to lie on the bed!!"

"Sorry."

"Get up quickly! Get up now!!!"

"Got it."

"Really...! Take this and eat!"

"Thanks. I'll eat well."

"......"

I got up from the bed and received the plate with fruit.

Then, as I turned back to the desk, I glanced at it.

Dohee's expression looking anxiously at the pillow.

Click-

Sitting on the chair, I speared an apple with a fork and took a bite.

Sitting facing Dohee on the bed, staring at her.

"......"

"......"

Now I understood.

Even Dohee, who seemed perfect, was the same person as me.

Cha Dohee, who had to become a judge from the moment she was born, also felt that her life was too suffocating and heavy.

She felt relief by imagining such things alone.

"Why are you staring so hard?"

"Can't look?"

"Can't. Don't look."

"Right, got it."

"What...!"

I moved the gaze towards Dohee to the phone in front of me.

"Are you taking a picture of me now?"

"Don't overdo it."

"......"

I wasn't taking a picture of Dohee.

I had already taken all the pictures I wanted.

The secret diary of Cha Dohee.

By the way, you had this kind of taste?

Really unexpected.