From Now On, I'll Try to Like It
In times like this, you gotta stay cool and handle it right.
"That's right. Twitter. Do you use Twitter too, Section Chief?"
"...Ah, no...."
She got flustered when I turned the question back on her.
"I just said it 'cause it looks like SNS to anyone who sees it."
Pulling off the innocent act.
Cute. My section chief.
I already knew she'd sent me a bunch of DMs yesterday asking to meet up.
Of course, I'm playing dumb and ignoring them too.
"Ohhh, I see? Actually, I've been getting a lot of work contacts via Twitter DMs lately. So I've been replying a bit."
"Twitter... DMs?"
What bullshit. Who does business on Twitter?
I'm not even in charge of the company SNS.
But Seo Ji-ah perks up at the word "DM."
The woman who'd been scolding me leans in a little.
"Woojin, have you ever sent Twitter DMs?"
"Ah, yeah. I use it here and there pretty often."
"...Really?"
Seo Ji-ah bites her lip, hesitating a bit.
She's wondering if she should tell me or not, huh?
I deliberately pop open one of the Momster cans on my desk.
Chiiiik— Pop!
"......"
I can see her eyes flick to the Momster can.
"Um... Woojin."
"Yes, Section Chief."
"If the other person hasn't seen my DM, could they have blocked me?"
Seo Ji-ah asks in a slightly worried voice.
No, it's way past worried.
Glancing sideways, her face looks all fidgety, like she can't reach her crush.
"Blocked me?"
"Yeah."
"If they've blocked you, you obviously can't see their DMs."
"R-Really...?"
Seo Ji-ah's eyebrows droop.
"But you also can't see their posts anymore. So you can check if you've been blocked that way."
"Their posts too?"
"Yeah. If blocked, you just get an English warning message."
"Ah.... R-Really?"
Seo Ji-ah's expression brightens again.
"Good thing. I can still see the posts... so not blocked."
Section Chief lets out a sigh of relief.
You're being way too obvious, you know.
Of course, only I can tell because I know the full story.
Anyone else wouldn't have a clue what Seo Ji-ah's thinking.
"Section Chief, did you send a DM and they haven't seen it, or something like that?"
"...Ah... Uh, yeah. Kinda."
Kinda? Anyone could see that's exactly it.
It's obvious what happened.
I've been deliberately ignoring Seo Ji-ah's DMs since yesterday.
Checked earlier—about a dozen just from her piled up.
She probably wanted to send hundreds.
But with her personality, she's holding back so she doesn't seem obsessed, just suffering in silence.
"In that case, all you can do is wait. Or leave a comment on their post saying to check DMs."
"A comment...?"
"Yeah. On the post they uploaded, comment... "
"No way."
Seo Ji-ah cuts me off firmly.
Afraid other people might see?
"If that's no good... then just wait."
"Have to wait, huh...."
"If you know them, calling or texting is faster."
"Call or text... right?"
"Yes."
"......Got it."
Seo Ji-ah nods with a slightly lonely look.
Yeah, she thinks she can't call or text Momster Man, so no options left.
But Section Chief.
You already have Momster Man's phone number.
She'll...
Figure that out soon enough.
"Section Chief seemed off today, right? Something going on?"
Ryu Su-yeon shows up while I'm chilling after lunch.
Ryu Su-yeon. 26 years old.
Entered the company same time as me, fellow newbie.
...But things are different now.
Same employee rank, but she went full-time last year.
I'm still contract, so status gap.
"Seemed off?"
"Yeah. Can't you tell just looking? You really have zero awareness."
No, I know Section Chief's vibe is weird—I'm just pretending not to.
But why's this bitch starting shit right away?
She was super friendly at first.
Once she went full-time and I stayed contract.
Started looking down on me bit by bit, ignoring me, and now it's this bad.
"Trouble with your boyfriend...?"
"Boyfriend?"
"Ah. That was muttering—why'd you eavesdrop again? So annoying."
No, you came over and muttered by me, bitch.
She's blatantly pissy, crossing lines left and right.
Funny part? In this office, she only pulls this menstrual crap on me.
Acts all sweet to Bae Jeong-woo or Section Chief.
Maybe 'cause I'm the only one below her?
"Anyway, pretend you didn't hear what I said earlier. Got it, Woojin?"
"What exactly?"
"Ugh, you know. That."
"Section Chief's boyfriend?"
"Don't say it! I said forget it! God."
......Breathe.
Hold it in. Again.
If I just milk OnlyFans off Seo Ji-ah, I'd bounce from this company tomorrow.
"Why stare like that?"
"Not staring."
"You were earlier! Earlier!"
"......"
Nope.
Plan changed.
Won't leave till I fuck this bitch.
But shit, how?
If she'd DM'd Momster Man like Ha Min-seo or Seo Ji-ah, it'd be easy.
Did Ryu Su-yeon DM too?
"Anyway, don't tell anyone I said that! Got it?"
"Yes, yes. Understood."
"Argh...! So frustrating."
A rude, bitchy cunt like that?
Who knows.
But gotta test it out.
"Here, as an apology."
I hand her one of my Momster cans.
"What's that?"
"Momster. Super famous energy drink."
"Momster...? Oh, that... "
"You know it?"
I shake the can lightly.
Ryu Su-yeon's eyebrow twitches.
"Yeah, duh! Think I'd miss that?"
"Want one? Has 100mg caffeine."
"......"
Her eyes follow the shaking can nonstop.
No way...
"...Gimme."
"Pardon?"
"Hand it over. You offering, right?"
Snatch.
She yoinks the Momster can from my hand.
"...Pretty big, huh?"
"355ml per can. Like those chunky ones? Similar."
".........For real?"
Ryu Su-yeon examines it, turning it over.
Hmm.
She notices the shape...?
"...Guess you got some instincts. I'll enjoy it."
"Yep. Drink up."
Ryu Su-yeon grips the can tight and heads back to her seat.
From that reaction, looks like...
Yeah?
Not sure if she DM'd me, but one thing's clear.
She watched the body cam.
Duh, it was hot news online for over two days.
No way gossip-loving Ryu Su-yeon missed it.
First button done. Next...
Let's check the next one?
That's when.
"Woojin."
Seo Ji-ah, back from somewhere, stops by my desk.
"Yes, Section Chief."
"Here."
She rummages in a plastic bag, pulls out a Momster can, hands it over.
"You like these, right, Woojin?"
"Ah, yeah... kinda."
"Take it. Thanks for the Twitter advice earlier."
Seo Ji-ah...
Giving me a thank-you gift...?
"...Thank you."
I take the Momster can from her, kinda stunned.
Feels fresh from the convenience store, ice cold.
"You like Momster too, Section Chief?"
"...Never used to. I drink coffee."
"Right."
"But it's better than I thought."
Seo Ji-ah turns her head shyly.
Couldn't see her expression.
"From now on, I'll try to like it."
"Hoo...."
Beep beep.
Door lock clicks as Seo Ji-ah enters her room.
Dead silent. No one home.
Tiny one-room for just Seo Ji-ah.
She stands staring into the dark room, kicks off her heels, heads in.
Doesn't change out of her uncomfortable suit, flops straight onto the bed.
Grabs her phone.
All her sent DMs.
But.
Today too... no reply.
"Haa...."
Logically, it made sense.
A guy like Momster Man gets tons of DMs—not just from her.
That he replied to hers at all, even met up, was practically a miracle.
Still, they'd met twice.
Why no contact?
Seo Ji-ah replays her actions.
First time at the hotel.
And outdoors too....
Did she say "this is the last time"?
But they even hinted at next time...
"Ungh......"
...Thinking of that day heats her up again.
Hand slips between her thighs.
Schlick... schlick...
Masturbating without even changing clothes...
She'd never have imagined it before.
But now...
Schlick. Schlick. Schlick. Schlick.
"Nghhh...!"
Her secret side no one—family, coworkers—knows.
If they found out, they'd despise her...
But that man knows.
Even more perverted stuff.
Every inch of her body...
And she doesn't even know his face or name...
Suddenly, she turns to her bag.
Peeks inside—the plastic bag from the convenience store earlier.
One Momster can inside.
'The one left after giving Woojin his...'
Of all things, he likes Momster drinks too—makes her hyper-aware.
Grips the can.
Warm now, not cold.
Heavy in her hand.
Of course, smaller than his real cock.
But holding it... strangely evokes him.
Rubs it lightly over her panties.
Tzzt...
"Hiiik...!?"
Metal can on her clit—immediate reaction.
Different stimulation made her feel it sharp.
'Pretend it's him rubbing...'
Suddenly, the drink can in her hand feels like something else.
'That man's cock......'
This might.
Ease her loneliness.
Then.
Bzzz—! Bzzz—!
"Ha...!?"
Phone alarm jolts her eyes open.
Checks it quick.
No way. Could it be.
That man?
The one silent over two days.
Momster Man... nim...♡
......Not him.
Kang Woojin... employee?