Caught at Dawn
The early morning air was crisp as I stood in front of the house. Jeong Sua’s older sister, Jeong Subin, stared at me with a mischievous glint in her eyes.
“Do you know me?”
“Yeah. I’ve been hearing a lot about you from my little sister lately. She says you swear all the time, your behavior is terrible, and whenever she sees you she always complains about how exhausted she gets.”
At those words, Sua shot her sister a frantic gesture that clearly meant don’t say anything else. So she’d been talking about me to her family. She probably hadn’t told them we were dating yet, though.
“Oho… so that’s the kind of stuff she’s been saying?”
“N-no! I didn’t say it that badly…”
When I narrowed my eyes at her, Sua quickly looked away. I’d hoped it was just one of Subin’s jokes, but her reaction made it clear that badmouthing me behind my back was real.
“That’s why it was so interesting. Sua’s never been the type to talk badly about people. I wondered what you could have possibly done to earn that kind of hate… but now that I see you two together, it looks like it was the complete opposite.”
“We’re in love,” I said plainly.
“I could tell just from how clingy you two were at the crack of dawn.”
“So, about that… could you keep what you just saw a secret?”
“What exactly do you want me to keep secret? The fact that you were making out in front of the house at dawn? Or that you two are dating?”
“Both. And if possible, I’d appreciate it if you didn’t tell anyone at all.”
Subin’s eyes widened at my bold request. Sua also looked at me, her face tense with nerves.
“Is that such a difficult favor?”
“I can do it if you want… but I’d like to hear the reason first.”
Since we’d already been caught, it was probably fine to tell Subin everything. But before that, I glanced at Sua—the other person directly involved. She gave me a small nod. It was okay to talk.
I explained the situation between Sua and Suho, and how we wanted to keep our relationship secret for now. Subin’s face, which had been full of playful curiosity, grew serious by the time I finished.
“I know Suho too. We haven’t seen each other much lately, but he used to come over to our house all the time when we were kids. Dating the older brother of your childhood friend who has a crush on you… yeah, that’s definitely complicated.”
“Exactly.”
“If that’s the case, I understand. It’s not my place as an outsider to butt in, so I’ll keep it a secret. Special favor.”
“Thank you, sis.”
“In return, you have to come over for dinner sometime. If you stayed out all night and only came back now, I’m guessing you two already went all the way, right?”
“Yes.”
“I-Ijin oppa?! If you admit it so confidently… ugh…”
Sua’s face flushed bright red, steam practically rising from the top of her head like a boiling kettle. Subin watched her sister with an expression that screamed she’s too cute, I’m dying, then let out a soft laugh.
She really did have that playful older-sister vibe while still being close with her sibling. They seemed to have a pretty good relationship. Were all sisters like this?
To me, Kang Suho was nothing but annoying scum. I couldn’t stand him. It would’ve been so much better if I’d had a little sister instead of a younger brother. I would’ve loved her to death, whether she was older or younger…
“Then you absolutely have to come over and introduce yourself properly. As the man who stole my precious little sister’s virginity.”
“Of course. I was planning to even if you hadn’t said anything.”
“I like how straightforward your answers are. I’ll head inside now. Sua, you come in quickly too.”
Luckily, she didn’t seem too upset about catching us being intimate. It was a relief that it was Sua’s sister who saw us. I’d have to be more careful about touching her in front of the house from now on.
“Oppa… I should go now…”
“Yeah. Don’t come to my house today. Just wait at home.”
“Why?”
“I’ll come pick you up. Your legs must be sore.”
“Okay… but, Ijin oppa…”
“Hm?”
“Just one more time… finish what we were doing.”
“Right now? With your sister watching?”
“She already saw everything anyway… Just make it short and simple…”
Sua stood on her tiptoes and leaned her face toward me. I gave her a quick, light kiss on the lips.
Chu.
Even though it wasn’t one of our usual deep kisses, Sua’s face turned scarlet. Without another word, she dashed toward the front door like a startled rabbit.
“Ah, young love~ So, how was your first time? Was it good? You didn’t cry and beg for your life because it hurt, did you? Hehe.”
“S-shut up, sis… Don’t you dare tell Mom and Dad. If you do, I won’t let you get away with it…”
The sound of their playful bickering faded as the front door clicked shut.
I wanted to keep flirting with her a little longer, but getting caught by Subin couldn’t be helped. School started in two hours, so I’d let her get some proper rest.
Swallowing my lingering disappointment, I drove back home. Instead of going inside, I simply reclined the driver’s seat all the way back. I’d have to leave again in a few hours anyway, and I had zero desire to run into Kang Suho.
If I go in now he’ll definitely ask where I’ve been, and making up an excuse sounds like a pain.
Lying back, I opened the messaging app and tapped on Sua’s profile picture. All the photos of her with Suho had disappeared—except for the selfies and ones with her female friends. She had deleted every single profile picture she’d taken with him over the past several decades.
She must have known I’d see it and taken them down on purpose. How thoughtful. More than anything, I was excited at the thought of filling that empty space with pictures of me.
Come to think of it, Yena’s probably been added too.
Since her number was saved, it should have synced automatically. I scrolled down until I found Lee Yena.
There she is.
Her profile picture showed her laughing with friends while eating ice cream. It matched her public image perfectly. But that was just a carefully crafted facade. Behind the popular, sociable girl who had tons of friends, Lee Yena was actually Cha Yeri’s personal maid and a huge fan of dirty manga.
For an Extra, she had way too much personality. With a character setting like that, she was basically at the level of a quasi-heroine. No wonder I wanted her even though she wasn’t an official heroine.
I immediately sent her a message.
> [Hey. What are you doing?]
It didn’t take long for the “1” next to the message to disappear. She’d read it. As expected of a maid—she was already awake at this hour. But no matter how long I waited, there was no reply. So I started spamming her with pictures of her awkwardly smiling while holding erotic doujinshi.
Only then did a response finally come.
> [Stop it.]
> [If you saw it, just reply. Don’t make it annoying.]
> [What do you want at this hour…]
> [Do you usually wake up this early?]
> [No, I was sleeping and woke up because of your message.]
I knew damn well she’d been up doing maid work… but she was lying anyway. The maid thing was supposed to be a secret, so I guess she had no choice.
> [You know that manga artist you were reading last time? Is there a way to read their stuff on my phone?]
> [Why?]
> [It was more interesting than I expected, so since I’m already up early I wanted to read it on my phone.]
Even after she read the message, there was no reply for a while. I was just about to lock my phone and enjoy a moment of peace when—
Ding-dong! Ding-dong! Ding-ding-ding-ding-dong—!
The notification sound got completely buried under an avalanche of incoming messages. It looked like Yena had sent a huge batch all at once.
What the hell did she send…
> [Won’t Let Go Until 100 Times.pdf]
> [The Secret Hobbies of a Loyal Guard Dog.pdf]
> [I Picked Up a Baby Beastman and It Turned Out to Be a Predator.pdf]
> [I’ve Only Had Eyes for You Since We Were Kids.pdf]
> …
> …
> …
> [There’s more. Want me to send the rest too?]
> [No, this is more than enough.]
I stared at the dozens of files with my mouth hanging open. Were all of these manga? After dumping what felt like a nuclear payload of files, the next message she sent was even more ridiculous.
Was it just my imagination, or did Yena sound a little affectionate? It felt like watching an otaku who’d just found a fellow comrade and was overjoyed. Well, she was such a hardcore fan that she secretly passed books under the desk at school. She probably owned just as many physical copies. It was honestly impressive that she’d managed to keep it all hidden from Cha Yeri.
As expected of a professionally trained maid. She was a specialist at concealment and disguise. If I hadn’t had my own abilities, I never would’ve realized she was a maid. I would’ve just thought she was a normal, friendly student.
> [Thanks. Thanks to you, I won’t have to worry about fapping material for a while.]
> [Wait, you asked me for them just to use them for that?]
> [Obviously?]
> [Do guys get horny this early in the morning?]
> [You mean my dick?]
> [Y-yeah… that.]
I’d answered bluntly on purpose, but the way she danced around it was kind of cute. I could easily picture her blushing while typing. Thinking about Yena made me imagine the look of despair on her face when she saw the perfectly trained Cha Yeri.
The noble, elegant flower that was Cha Yeri—the young lady she had devoted her entire life to serving—had completely fallen for me. Yena wouldn’t be able to believe it at first. Then she’d see her mistress dressed in vulgar, fallen-heroine cosplay with her breasts and pussy completely exposed, and she’d be utterly shocked.
Eventually, the corrupted Cha Yeri would approach the despairing Yena and whisper that they should serve their new Master together… Yena would hate it, but she’d have no choice but to obey her lady’s orders. In the process, she’d awaken to brand-new perverted tastes. Together with Yeri, she’d squirt love juices everywhere while climaxing again and again…
Whoa. Just imagining it made me hard.
> [You can assume I’m horny pretty much all the time except when I’m sleeping.]
> [Really? That’s… impressive…]
> [You seem interested. If you really don’t believe me, want to check for yourself?]
> [Who’s interested… I have to get ready for school, so stop texting me.]
She must have found talking to me uncomfortable, because she was trying to run away mid-conversation. I decided to let her off the hook for now. We’d see each other at school anyway. Besides…
Yena already declared that she would become my toy in place of Yeri.
That didn’t mean I was temporarily suspending my conquest of Cha Yeri. I just wasn’t going to turn her into a mere toy. From the beginning, my plan was to make Yeri my lover right after Sua. The one I’d treat like a toy was the Extra, not the heroine.
It was only Yena.
After ending the chat, I was about to go back to sleep but instead started the car and headed to the convenience store. There, I began picking out sweet snacks that Sua would like, one by one.