Chapter 2: Discovered
Chapter 2: Discovered
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A faint notification sound made me instinctively flail my arm. No matter how much I fumbled around, I couldn't grab my phone. My eyes snapped open.
'W-what time is it?'
My vision was still blurry, but I could vaguely make out shapes. I turned my head to check the clock.
'7 AM...? Time to get up. ...Huh?'
My gaze drifted to the strange window next to the clock.
[SYSTEM | Synchronization with user complete.]
[SYSTEM | You can now view sexual preferences.]
'What the hell?'
I rubbed my eyes. Maybe my vision was messed up, making me see weird windows like this. But no matter how many times I blinked, it didn't disappear.
'Am I still dreaming?'
Even after rubbing my eyes, it stayed the same. I pinched my cheek. A dull but unmistakable pain. Just as confusion set in—
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The alarm rang again, as if urging me to hurry up and get ready for work.
'Shower first.'
Sitting around pondering was a luxury. If I was even slightly late, I'd get an earful. I dragged my still-groggy body straight to the bathroom.
After showering, getting dressed, and heading to work—
The window I saw when I woke up was gone. Instead, I saw one floating above everyone's heads, each with a lock in the center.
'What is this?'
The same thing happened at the office. The only difference from the people I passed outside was—
[Do Seo-yun]
[Kim Da-yeon]
—I could see their names.
'Does it only show names I know?'
Since it didn't display names of employees I didn't recognize.
'Do hallucinations like this even exist?'
I had no medical knowledge, but I'd never heard of hallucinations like this.
As I tapped my keyboard, I glanced toward the entrance. Woo-hyun was leaving the office, probably for a smoke. I quietly slipped out and followed him to the terrace.
Sure enough, he had a cigarette in his mouth.
[Kim Woo-hyun]
"Why do you look so happy? Did your crypto go up?"
I couldn't just outright ask if he saw floating windows. So I went with crypto as an opener.
"Yeah. 20%."
"In one day?"
"Not even. Twelve hours."
"Damn. Sell it quick."
He only said it because I looked so happy, but a 20% jump? A bit of FOMO hit me, but that was it. I didn't have the guts to gamble like that.
"Pfft. You don't get it. This is just the start."
"Life's all about that one big hit, huh?"
"Exactly. Ah, today's just my lucky day."
Woo-hyun looked at me. It was the perfect time to ask naturally. I pointed at the window above his head.
"Hey, can you see this?"
"Huh? See what?"
His eyes followed my finger—then kept going past the window, up toward the sky.
"The sky?"
"Never mind."
If he could see the same window I did, he wouldn't have reacted like that.
'Maybe I should go to the hospital.'
"Why the serious face? What did you see?"
"Yeah."
"What...?"
"A ghost."
I blatantly lied. That way, he'd brush it off without a second thought.
"Quit messing around."
"Just kidding. I'm heading back in."
"Yeah."
Just as expected.
'Tomorrow's Saturday. If this keeps up, I'll go to the hospital.'
From evening until I got home, the windows above people's heads remained unchanged.
Saturday. I went to see a psychiatrist.
The doctor frowned at my test results. I already knew. Nothing was wrong.
"Looking at your results... there doesn't seem to be any issue. The consultation matches too."
"Really?"
"Yes, let's monitor it for now. If you start hearing voices or anything else happens, come back immediately."
"Got it. Thanks."
I left the hospital. The windows above people's heads were still there, each with a lock in the center. Then it hit me.
'That app I downloaded the other day.'
I'd downloaded it, but couldn't find it anywhere on my phone. The windows started appearing after I installed it. The keyword sexual preferences matched too.
'Let's just go home.'
I took a cab back. Tossed my clothes into the washing machine. No plans this weekend.
'Now what?'
I didn't ponder long.
'Might as well enjoy myself.'
Coincidentally, a new video from my favorite adult actress had just dropped a few days ago. I sat at my desk and grabbed the mouse.
'I downloaded it to the SSD. Ah, here it is.'
[Aya's Latest Work: Office Worker Aya, Different by Day and Night]
I plugged in my earbuds. Noise-canceling blocked out the outside world completely. I pulled down my pants. It had been almost a week, so I was already fully hard.
When I slid my underwear down, it sprang free. I double-clicked the mouse. The video loaded. Aya in glasses.
'Damn, glasses are hot.'
Even though stockings didn't usually do much for me, the curve of her legs was mesmerizing. But her chest was the real masterpiece. Not just the size—the shape was perfect.
'Must be playing a boss. The male actor's her subordinate.'
Aya, scowling as she berated her subordinate. It reminded me of my department head dumping work on me. I skipped ahead. The scene changed.
A dark office. Aya crouched on the floor, wearing a collar like a dog's.
'Ohhh...'
The concept seemed to be boss by day, slave by night. As if confirming my guess, she stuck out her tongue and started giving head.
'That tongue technique is insane...'
Lick♥ Slurp♥ Suck♥
Her pink tongue lapped at the male actor's glans. Staring straight into the camera, she licked down the shaft, then the balls. The sloppy wetness was palpable even through the screen.
Then she opened her mouth wide and took him in.
Gulp♥ Slurp♥ Schlick♥ Suck♥ Mmm♥
Her cheeks hollowed deeply as she sucked hard. The sounds got even filthier. Drool dripped from the frantic movements.
Then she stopped. Just as I wondered why—she pulled back, mouth open. Neatly aligned teeth and a pool of cum on her pink tongue filled the screen.
"!"
The urge to cum hit me. I couldn't hold back anymore. I grabbed the tissues beside me, quickly unwrapped them, and started stroking.
"Uncle...?"
Right as I was about to climax, a familiar voice cut through the lewd sounds. I turned my head. Ha-rin was standing there, our eyes meeting. Above her, a window appeared.
[Ju Ha-rin]
[Scent Fetish, Ticklish]
Unlike before, where only locks were visible, this one had actual content. But there was no way I could focus on that now.
"Ah..."
Squelch. Squelch.
"H-having a happy time, I see!"
My reputation was officially in the gutter.
'I'm screwed.'
'I'm dead. I'm so dead.'
I rushed into my room and locked the door. Leaned against it, covering my face with both hands. My cheeks burned hotter than ever.
'He was masturbating!'
Seeing him in just his underwear wasn't new—it didn't faze me anymore. But masturbating? That was different. The image flashed in my mind again.
Him, eyes glued to the monitor, gripping his huge dick and stroking.
'At least lock the door!'
I'd gone up to the rooftop on a whim, thinking he might be free on the weekend. When I got no answer, I was about to leave—until I sensed movement.
Just in case, I turned the doorknob. It wasn't locked. I excitedly opened it, never expecting this to happen.
Of course, barging in uninvited was my fault.
'How do I face him now?'
It was bound to be awkward.
'Should I just pretend it never happened?'
I lay on my bed, staring at the ceiling. Just thinking about him brought back that image. The intense scent of him when I opened the door, too.
I placed a hand on my stomach. As my fingers trailed lower, a shiver of pleasure ran through me. My toes curled on their own.
"..."
'Mom's out with friends. No one's coming over...'
I was alone. Hesitation lasted only a moment before I moved. Opportunities like this were rare. I washed my hands in the bathroom, then laid a towel on the bed.
'This'll keep things from getting wet.'
I sat on the towel and pulled my panties down—just to my knees. Spreading my legs, I let my hand drift lower.
"Nghh♥"
The moment my fingers touched my clit, a jolt of pleasure shot up, arching my back. A moan slipped out before I could stop it.
'My body feels hotter than usual.'
"Haa...♥"
I rubbed my clit slowly with my index finger. I could have inserted it, but that scared me. The pleasure was smaller than before, but still undeniable.
"Nghh♥"
I thought of him again. Not the oppa who always treated me kindly—
"Oppa♥"
—but the one shaking his huge cock.
"Oppa...♥"
And then, imagining it pushing inside me. My toes curled uncontrollably. My legs tensed, chin tilting up. My fingers moved faster.
"Oppaah...♥!"
Squelch.
"Haa...♥ Haa...♥"
I came faster than usual. Stopping my fingers, I looked down. The gray towel made the wet spot painfully obvious.
'I'm soaked.'
So much that finding a dry spot would've been easier. Post-nut clarity hit belatedly, but—
"Before Mom gets back..."
Evidence disposal came first.
'Even my panties are wet.'
Must've splashed onto them too. Cleaning up wasn't hard, though. Just toss the towel and damp panties in the wash, then air out the room.
'I'll spray some deodorizer too.'
A fresh scent lingered in the air. I flopped back onto the bed.
'Should I text oppa?'
Better to break the awkwardness fast. Leaving it alone would only make it worse later.
[Dae-hoon Oppa]
<Uncle.>
The reason I called him uncle? Once, I'd slipped up and called him that—his reaction was hilarious.
Now, he was used to it, so it wasn't as fun.
'But he read it right away.'
The 1 notification disappeared. I'd worried he might ignore it, but that was pointless.
[What?]
His guarded tone came through even in text.
healthy^^?>
[(Cute dog smashing through a window and jumping out emoji)]
'So funny.'
A smirk tugged at my lips.
[Don't come looking for me.]
<Why?>
<Gonna have another happy time by yourself?>
[🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕]
"The comebacks are just too good, Oppa."