4. The Textbook Morals Committee Member
My heart pounded like mad the whole way down the hallway.
I'm screwed... This is basically getting caught red-handed... Points deducted and campus service is a given, but what if they call my parents?!
I trailed behind, lost in a whirlwind of grim imaginations, my footsteps dragging.
Finally, the senior reached the end of the corridor and opened the door labeled Morals Committee Room, beckoning me inside with a flick of her hand.
"Come in."
Her voice was low and icy, sending chills straight down my spine.
Overwhelmed by the vibe, I cautiously stepped into the Morals Committee Room.
Click.
Suddenly, I heard the door lock behind me.
...Huh?
Did the door just lock? Nah, must be my imagination.
"Sit down for now."
Senior Ji-yu pointed to the sofa in the center of the room.
I set aside my suspicions and perched tentatively on the edge of the sofa.
"........."
A heavy silence stretched out.
Without a word, the senior stood across from me on the sofa, staring me down intently.
Her cold gaze was suffocating—I couldn't hold back and blurted out my excuse in a rush.
"Th-this isn't a morals violation or anything...!"
Fearing a harsh scolding, I gazed up at her with the most pitiful eyes I could muster.
But to my shock, Senior Ji-yu's brow furrowed even deeper than before.
...?! What's her deal? She doesn't like the pleading type?!
I panicked at her reaction.
This gorgeous girl’s begging isn’t working!!
Inwardly reeling, I racked my brain.
Was claiming it wasn't a morals violation too much of a stretch from the start?
My messy hair, half-undone buttons, and the fact I'd just been swarmed by girls, panting like crazy—it all came flooding back, cold sweat beading again.
"First... calm down and explain it properly."
The senior spoke like she was forcibly suppressing something about to burst, her jaw clenched tight.
She's pretty pissed, huh...?
I swallowed hard and opened my mouth cautiously.
"W-well, you see..."
With a trembling voice, I recounted what happened in the bathroom.
"So, like, this is just a common, light(?) kind of skinship between girls, right?"
I forced a calm tone, desperately trying to defend myself.
I had no idea if it was because I was still new to being a girl, but right now, I just needed to get through this.
".........."
But the more I explained, the colder Senior Ji-yu's expression grew.
Not buying it...
I sighed inwardly and slipped into half-resigned mode.
Yeah, it was way too obvious to bother defending anyway~
"I see..."
Then the senior murmured lowly and slowly rose from her seat.
Hic!
I flinched in terror without thinking.
"....."
Ignoring my reaction, she closed in right up to me and stopped.
Then she carefully placed her hands on my messed-up shirt buttons and disheveled collar.
Ah... so she gets it?
Her touch, straightening my clothes, felt strangely delicate.
Yeah, she just seems cold on the outside. How could a beauty like this resist such pleading...
Snap.
"Huh...?"
A chill raced up my spine.
At the odd sound by my ear, I looked down in a hurry.
The hands I'd thought were fixing my collar were instead meticulously undoing my shirt buttons one by one.
"S-Senior?!"
I yelped in horror and tried to pull back.
"Stay still."
But she pinned my shoulders down.
"N-no! What are you doing!?"
I raised my voice in panic, nearly screaming.
"This is your fault! You've been seducing me nonstop!"
"What?!?!"
What kind of ero-manga plot twist is this?! Why is she suddenly like this!!!
I mentally tackled the senior, who smirked meaningfully down at me.
"M-me, seducing...?"
As I trailed off, she chuckled softly and gripped my chin, forcing our eyes to meet.
"You just said it yourself."
"Huh? Said what...?"
"That this level of skinship is common and casual among girls."
Her hand slipped slightly inside my shirt, making me shudder.
"N-no, I meant it's just the vibe, not actually going this far...!"
"Should I show you exactly where it fits, with my body?"
She whispered right in my ear, lips brushing close.
Her breath tickled my earlobe, and a moan nearly escaped me.
"I was wrong!! I'm sorry, Senior!! My excuse was ridiculous!!"
Tears welling up, I screamed.
No way?! Her teaching method is all wrong! This isn't education—it's just assault!!!
Was she putting herself in my shoes to show how absurd my excuse was?!
No, even then, this is too much!!
I thrashed and screamed, but she ignored it and rummaged through my clothes even more boldly.
"Senior! Senior!!! The morals committee chair shouldn't do this...!!"
I snapped back to my senses and protested fiercely.
Senior Ji-yu pinned my wrists, twisting her lips into a weird smirk as she chuckled.
"Oh? Haven't you heard?"
"Huh?? Heard what...?"
She breathed hot against my ear and declared devilishly.
"That the morals committee chair is the loosest with morals!"
"Th-that can't be true!!"
At my near-screaming protest, Senior Ji-yu just chuckled.
"Decided to make it true starting now!"
"No, please don't!!"
I twisted desperately to escape her grasp.
But no matter how much I struggled, her iron grip on my wrists didn't budge.
Ugh, why can't I muster any strength?!
Was it because my girl body had weaker muscles, or was Senior Ji-yu freakishly strong? I couldn't break free.
She mocked my squirming by pressing in deeper, pinning me completely under her on the sofa.
"Hey! Stay still already!!"
Irritation laced her voice as she shoved me down rougher.
"Nooo!!"
I flailed like a wild animal on the sofa, desperate to escape this insane situation.
In the midst of my frantic struggle, her grip loosened for a split second.
Yes! Now!!!
I seized the chance and bolted toward the door.
But as I grabbed the handle and yanked—
Rattle.
"Wha...?"
The door didn't budge.
That sound from earlier...
I fumbled frantically to unlock it.
Thud.
Then a heavy hand landed on my shoulder.
Whoosh—
Every hair on my body stood on end, goosebumps exploding.
"H-hurry... unlock it...!"
Trembling in fear, I unlocked it with shaky hands—but it was too late.
Her touch from behind dragged me roughly back to the sofa in an instant.
"Stop!!!!"
I screamed, but my escape route was sealed.
With her back to the door, she advanced on me again, like she was about to make me pay for trying to flee.
Knock knock.
Then—a knock at the door. My ears perked up.
My savior!!
I turned toward the presence and opened my mouth to scream for help.
But Senior Ji-yu caught on fast and clamped her hand over my mouth before I could.
"Mmph...! Mmmph!!"
She gazed down at my muffled flailing, then—in a voice as gentle as if her beastly frenzy never happened—called out sweetly.
"Who is it~?"
"Oh, it's the student council president. It got a bit noisy here."
The soft voice from outside made Senior Ji-yu's shoulders visibly stiffen.
She seemed pretty thrown by the student council president's sudden arrival.
I wondered why the president was here now, but more importantly, my hellish savior had arrived.
Senior Ji-yu quickly straightened her clothes to play it off.
Then she shot a chilling glare at me, huddled on the sofa.
The pressure screamed that any funny business would end badly—I shrank back, head bowed.
Satisfied with my obedience, she nodded curtly and resumed her sweet act toward the door.
"One moment~"
She gave me one last warning glare before gliding to the door with dainty steps.
Slide—
As the door opened, Senior Ji-yu greeted the president in the hallway.
I seized the brief gap to frantically fix my disheveled clothes.
No way did I want the president spotting this and calling me out or misunderstanding.
"President, what brings you...?"
Senior Ji-yu asked coolly, and the president replied with a gentle smile.
"No, I heard what sounded like a scream... Just checking if everything's okay."
"Oh, no, it wasn't really a scream or anything..."
Senior Ji-yu brushed it off casually, but glanced back sharply at me on the sofa.
Under her icy stare, I held my breath and hurriedly buttoned my shirt, straightening my collar.
"Just guiding her a bit, and she must've felt bad about getting scolded—probably some sniffles."
Senior Ji-yu spouted the absurd excuse with straight-faced calm.
It was a ridiculous stretch that shouldn't hold water, but amazingly, the president seemed to buy it.
"Ah, I see?"
The president nodded, convinced.
I screamed internally, You think that makes sense?!—but kept it bottled up.
Then, as the president turned, our eyes met.
"Ah......"
Her eyes widened round.
"Oh, and who's this?"
At the president's question, Senior Ji-yu answered smoothly, unflustered.
"Oh, this is Kang Han-gyul, the student who just transformed from TS Disease. She doesn't seem used to being a girl yet, so I've been guiding her on a few things."
"Oh, really? Must be tough."
The president smiled and patted Senior Ji-yu sympathetically.
But then she looked at me with concern and continued.
"Still, suddenly changing bodies must be hard to adjust to. Pushing too hard might overwhelm her. Guidance is good, but maybe give her a bit more leeway."
Like my guardian, the president didn't wait for a reply—she gently took my hand and pulled me up.
"Y-yeah...... Got it. I'll be careful."
Senior Ji-yu bowed politely, though I could practically hear her teeth grinding.
Her eyes held a flicker of murder, chilling my spine, but I was already half-dazed by the president's warm touch.
"Oh dear, you look exhausted. Face all red... and panting."
The president held my hand tight, her other softly stroking my cheek.
Her fragrant shampoo scent wafted over, and electricity sparked wherever her soft hand touched.
No! It's not from getting scolded... it's because she suddenly pounced on me...!!
I wailed inside, but only a feeble moan slipped out.
"Th-that's..."
"Aigoo, can't even speak properly. Ji-yu must've been too scary."
The president wrapped an arm around my shoulders protectively, giving Senior Ji-yu a mildly reproving look.
"Ji-yu, moderation in guidance. You can't tense up a pretty girl like this."
"...I don't think that's something the president should say."
Senior Ji-yu bit her lip and retorted, but President Seo-jin ignored it and led me toward the door.
"Come on, Han-gyul. Don't be scared. Next time, let's have some tea and talk slowly."
"Y-yes... sure.."
The president kept my hand in hers as we left the Morals Committee Room.
I hurried along, clinging to her hand to escape this place.
"......"
But I felt Senior Ji-yu's burning glare from behind.
Her eyes screamed, Next time, you won't get away.