Excessive Control
Excessive Control
Junwoo shook his phone gadag gadag while glaring at Seoyun.
His eyes were fierce, as if he were about to kill someone right then and there.
"Seoyun-ah, were you meeting a guy behind my back? Is this guy more precious to you than me, your childhood friend?"
"Ah, no! It's not like that..."
In her flustered state, informal speech unconsciously spilled from Seoyun's mouth.
Forgetting the fact that she had broken a rule, she waved her hands in the air, showing an awkward reaction.
"If it's not that, then what is it? Speak properly."
"Uu..."
What excuse should she make?
How could she persuade him?
There was no correct answer.
If she wanted to avoid painful punishment, she had no choice but to speak honestly.
"It's... I don't know who that person is... so I couldn't answer..."
"You take a photo like this, arm around each other's shoulders, with someone you don't know? Were you that kind of easy girl?"
"Ah, no..."
A single commemorative group photo taken while everyone was laughing, drunk.
A memory from the Orientation marking the exciting first start of university life.
For Seoyun, who had lived as a shut-in Hikikomori in her room, it was a fleeting moment happier than anyone else's.
"That's too harsh..."
Junwoo's pressing words inflicted a deep wound on Seoyun's heart.
Even seeing her tearful expression, Junwoo didn't stop and continued to berate her.
"Answer quickly. Were you that kind of woman? Would you spread your legs wherever you're told?"
"Hueuk..."
"Dirty bitch. I misjudged you all this time, Seoyun."
"Ah, no..!"
A faint sense of shame broke through the thick wall of fear and welled up.
Seoyun, who had shouted loudly, belatedly grasped the situation and hung her head low.
"Sorry... sorry..."
For some reason, it felt like she had to apologize.
Seeing her attitude of self-restraint and crawling back on her own, Junwoo was at a loss for words.
"Haa, Seoyun-ah."
"Yes..?"
"This is why I want to control you. Do you understand?"
"Uung..."
Junwoo scrolled through the photos in the gallery and deleted every single one that had even a single man in it.
"Delete, delete, this one too delete."
As a result, only about 100 selfies, food photos, and scenery photos remained on Seoyun's phone.
"Haa... Seoyun keeps disappointing me, doesn't she?"
"What..?"
Closing the gallery and opening the contacts app, Junwoo's eyes widened and he gritted his teeth.
Seoyun's contacts, which used to have only family and his own number, now had over 50 people, and about half of them were male names.
They were all the phone numbers of fellow freshmen she never even contacted, but that fact was completely irrelevant.
The mere fact that there were male numbers on Seoyun's phone made Junwoo's uncontrollable rage surge.
"If I'd known this would happen, I shouldn't have sent you to university."
"Huh..?"
"My actions, supposedly for your own good, led to this result."
He shouldn't have helped her study from the beginning.
He should have thoroughly crushed her dreams.
He should have made her give up on university.
Wanting to share a future and cheering on Seoyun's challenge had instead become an opportunity to make her promiscuous.
"That's too much. You said you only knew me. That you'd only look at me."
"No... no... and when did I ever..."
"You pretend not to know anything, act innocent, act kind all by yourself... and behind the scenes, you were playing around like this?"
It was just that there were male contacts on her phone.
That was all.
But Junwoo was convinced that Seoyun had escaped his surveillance and control and was enjoying a promiscuous life with strange men.
"Our Seoyun needs to be punished a lot. Right?"
"Hukk..!"
Junwoo resolved to correct Seoyun, who was walking a crooked path due to his own mistaken judgment.
Even if she had become muddy water, if he kept pouring in pure water, she would eventually return to a clean state.
"I'll help you, Seoyun-ah. Just trust me. Everything I do to you is because I love you. Okay?"
"Uung... Ah, okay..."
Junwoo, having created a justification for treating her like a Pet, denied his criminal acts and rationalized them to himself.
He couldn't turn the already twisted reality back to the past.
Yes, the past...
Junwoo recalled Seoyun's appearance before she became a woman and swallowed a bitter smile.
"Honestly, the old days were better."
He missed Seoyun, who was bullied by friends, holed up in her room, sniffling tears.
He really liked Hikikomori Seoyun, who had no one to rely on and always spent time alone and lonely.
Seoyun's appearance, smiling broadly and happily no matter what she did, was adorable.
A newly hatched baby bird.
A small, precious life that couldn't even leave the nest and just received food.
That Seoyun gained the courage to spread her wings and fly, escaping the nest without Junwoo's help.
Fearlessly interested in the world outside the nest, she tried to leave the mother bird's embrace.
"Yeah, it's my fault. I admit it."
"Huh..?"
Junwoo was the very person who planted hope in Seoyun and actively helped her.
Regretting it deeply, he blamed himself for his past mistaken judgment and tightly closed his eyes.
"It's okay. We can go back to the old days, Seoyun-ah."
"Uung..."
"Just trust me, rely only on me, love only me. Easy, right?"
Small, cute baby bird Seoyun.
If the baby bird kept trying to escape the nest, all he had to do was make an inescapable cage and lock her up.
Junwoo deleted all contacts except her parents and himself.
Then he downloaded the GPS Location Tracking App and Child Safety App and synced them with his own phone.
So he could know wherever Seoyun went, who she called, who she messaged, what photos she took, what she searched for on her phone.
Controlling every single thing in her daily life from one to ten, Junwoo reset all the accumulated data records.
"Phew..."
His heart had calmed down somewhat.
Just as he was about to hand over the cleaned phone, a message from a university senior flew in at the worst timing.
"What's this now?"
[What are you up to? lol]
Saturday afternoon, a perfect time to meet up, hang out, and have dinner.
The timing, the tone, it was a message that looked like anything but a normal relationship to anyone.
"Who is this?"
Unable to just let it go, Junwoo showed Seoyun the phone with an uncomfortable expression.
It wasn't a situation where she could brush it off as someone she didn't know.
After much agonizing, Seoyun opened her mouth.
"That... last time... it's someone I met at a cafe near my place..."
"Oh? Near your place means the Officetel? What does he do?"
"Uung... He's a senior from the same university, graduating class, and he fell in love at first sight and asked for my number, so I just gave it."
"Why did you give your number? Were you interested too?"
"Ah, no! Absolutely not like that... It was embarrassing with people around, him shouting... so I just gave it and moved on."
She had no idea why she even had to explain this much.
Unlike the flustered Seoyun, Junwoo's expression was serious.
"You told him you have a boyfriend and refused, right? That's what happened?"
"Yes... But he kept messaging... asking to meet..."
"So, you did nothing wrong at all? You're unfairly accused?"
"Ah, no..! Why are you putting it like that again..."
What answer did he even want?
Seoyun's head felt so complicated it might burst.
"Seoyun-ah, you're incredibly pretty, cute, and lovely. I don't think you realize it yet."
"Uung..."
"That's why I'm more anxious. What if you get caught by the wrong guy and get ruined?"
Wasn't she already caught by the wrong guy and being ruined ─?
Seoyun had a lot she wanted to say but kept her mouth firmly shut.
Junwoo, with his misplaced possessiveness towards her, strongly pulled the Leash gripped in his hand.
"Come up and sit on my lap."
"Uung..."
The moment she obediently sat as told, Junwoo, who wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, suddenly grabbed her breasts tightly with both hands.
Startled, Seoyun blushed and flustered but offered no further resistance.
"They're soft, feels good."
"Uuet..."
The milky-white breasts swayed like waves, giving a rebound.
Junwoo kneaded the soft flesh filling his hands, a happy smile on his face.
The actual owner of the breasts felt no sensation at all and frowned with displeasure.
An uncomfortable lump of fat attached to her upper body.
Nothing more, nothing less.
Breasts were a body part with no merit except for looking at and touching them.
At best, they improved physical balance and made clothes fit better?
Even this became an unsightly appearance without consistent physical maintenance as a foundation.
"Ha... Thinking these are mine makes me so happy. Can I be honest? I want to stick my dick in and shake them, Seoyun-ah. They're so soft, it'd feel amazing, right?"
"I, I don't know about that stuff..."
Having her breasts touched arbitrarily and hearing unpleasant reviews, Seoyun felt disillusioned with the female body.
The reason for enduring physical discomfort was to make men feel good.
"Seoyun-ah, relax your expression. You should smile, right?"
"Huh..?"
As Seoyun, who had been blankly staring into space, looked forward, Junwoo placed the phone on the table and took a photo.
"Wh, what are you..!"
Click—
Thanks to her hurriedly covering her face and moving, the camera focus blurred.
Still, having obtained a satisfactory photo, Junwoo smiled brightly and grabbed her soft breasts.
