Chapter 14
"Ah, s-sorry..."
Han Yaseong was so embarrassed and mortified he couldn't even meet anyone's eyes. He just kept trying to pull his hips back. But with the crowd shoving from behind, his groin kept bumping against Senior Choi Yujin's ass, over and over.
At first, Choi Yujin flinched when she felt something hard pressing into her backside. But then she glanced back, saw Han Yaseong standing there, and noticed the people pushing from behind. She just smiled. Seeing him flustered like that—panicking because his dick had brushed her ass—made him look kinda cute. He was just some ordinary guy who happened to be weirdly good at kicking, but he clearly had zero immunity to girls. He stood there awkwardly, not knowing what to do. That innocent reaction didn't annoy her at all; if anything, it made her want to tease him.
So she pushed her hips back a little, pressing firmly against his crotch, and gave a subtle wiggle left and right.
Han Yaseong thought he was going to lose his mind the moment Senior Choi Yujin hugged his dick with her ass and shook it like that. The stimulation was way too intense. Without realizing it, he got fully hard. It had already been semi-erect from brushing against her soft cheeks, but now it was rock-solid.
She'd only rubbed against it and wiggled a bit, but the damn thing sprang up completely. Han Yaseong panicked, and so did Choi Yujin. Neither had expected such a violent reaction.
Choi Yujin yelped inwardly as it hardened instantly, pressing into her ass like a steel rod. She quickly pulled forward. That rigidity was beyond imagination—like a literal rock. For a split second, she wondered if it was some kind of stone. It felt harder than any guy's dick had a right to be.
Curious, she snuck a glance over her shoulder and down. Han Yaseong had both hands clamped tightly over it, trying to hide the massive bulge.
She burst out laughing again. It was hilarious and adorable. That rock-hard thing had definitely been his cock.
This guy's packing more than he looks. Made sense, given how sturdy he was from all that kicking practice.
Grinning, Choi Yujin turned her head and whispered right in his ear.
"Did that thing just get bigger?"
It was so direct he couldn't even respond. Han Yaseong just groaned and stared off into the distance, mortified. Getting hard in a place like this was beyond embarrassing. It hadn't been like this before—ever since hopping between worlds, his erections had gotten way more intense. He used to barely get morning wood; his body hadn't been that robust back then. But now? Just a hint of something sexy and bam, full mast. He couldn't tell if it was a sign of better health or ramped-up libido.
Choi Yujin chuckled softly and patted his thigh encouragingly, like hang in there. At least she didn't seem pissed that it'd poked her ass. Hell, if she was mad, she wouldn't have ground it like that. Figuring she wouldn't make a big deal of it, Han Yaseong relaxed a bit.
Now he just had to will the damn thing down. But that sensation kept replaying in his head—her soft ass cheeks cradling him, wiggling side to side. For a virgin like Han Yaseong, it was pure ecstasy. He even caught himself wishing she'd do it again.
He stared into the distance, forcing it soft while letting out a quiet sigh. He wanted to jerk off so bad, but there was no outlet. And honestly, getting a girlfriend had always been out of reach. No one had ever liked him back.
Senior Choi Yujin was probably just messing around; she didn't have feelings for him. Han Yaseong knew his place all too well. It stemmed from his past—no love letters, no gifts, not even a single chocolate.
In middle school, he'd mustered every ounce of courage to confess to a girl he really liked, giving her a present. She'd shot him down brutally. Worse, rumors spread through the class, and he'd been humiliated. After that, he never crushed on anyone again, never even considered dating.
That is, until he entered college and laid eyes on Kwon Seoha. But even then, he knew it was hopeless. A popular girl like her would never go for an average guy like him. Hell, he'd resigned himself to a life alone, no women at all.
They rode every attraction, having a blast, until dusk fell. Exhausted and starving, they agreed to shower and meet for dinner. Laughing and chatting, the group headed back to the suite.
While the seniors showered first, Han Yaseong and his underclassman buddy sipped drinks and waited.
"Man, that was so much fun, right?"
"Yeah. First time I've lost track of time like that."
It really was. They were so hungry and bummed about the darkening sky.
His buddy finished his drink and grinned. "When I first joined the Mystery Club, I thought it'd be boring as hell. But damn, what a surprise. One senior Choi Yujin joins the MT, and the vibe flips completely."
"Totally."
Han Yaseong agreed. Her presence had cranked the fun to another level. Without her, none of this joy.
"No wonder Senior Choi Yujin's so popular. Great personality, pretty face, killer body. They say the campus kingkas are lining up. Waiting for her to dump her current boyfriend so they can swoop in. Isn't that wild? Even that celeb made a move."
Han Yaseong knew about that. "The film major and Lee Kangjin, right?"
"Yep. If even he's chasing her, says it all."
Lee Kangjin was a famous actor attending Hanyoung University's film department—on hiatus for a movie shoot. Every young person in Korea knew him: 188cm tall, Western features, ripped physique. Massive male and female fanbases. His lead film from two years ago broke 10 million viewers.
A guy that famous and hot crushing on Senior Choi Yujin? Yeah, that said everything.
To Han Yaseong, Lee Kangjin lived in another dimension. Untouchable. And by extension, so did Choi Yujin. Without the Mystery Club connection, he'd never even spoken to her.
It made him shrink inside. The world was full of these otherworldly people. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't keep up. Not that he wanted to. They were just too different—no desire to chase that.
"With looks like Lee Kangjin's, you'd have insane popularity, huh?"
His buddy smacked his lips enviously. To him, too, that guy was leagues above. If he looked like that, girls would flock—celeb-level beauties, no less. No more solo sessions to porn; they'd handle everything.
The world was so damn unfair. Some guys jerked off peeking at A-listers, while others fucked and dumped them at will. And those girls? Untouchable for the rest. Bottom-feeders like them could only envy from afar.
Han Yaseong tossed his empty can in the trash. Sure, he'd love to live like Lee Kangjin once—spotlights, top of the world, girls swooning. The cheers from his island kicks paled in comparison. Fans screaming till the walls shook—that might be the thrill of being adored.
Impossible for me, though.
He let go of the fantasy. Just keep living like this, shuttling worlds peacefully. No drama.
The seniors finished showering, and Han Yaseong and his buddy took turns cleaning up. They lounged in the living room watching TV when Senior Euna walked in, changed into fresh clothes.
"Let's go eat."
Starving and excited, they piled out. The girls, including Senior Choi Yujin, waited in the hall in clean outfits. Together, they headed to the basement buffet. "We played hard, so eat big," she'd insisted, dragging them along. Looked like she'd cover it again, but Senior Euna pulled out her card—probably wouldn't let her.
They grabbed plates, piling on whatever looked good. Han Yaseong, famished, loaded his sky-high. Everyone did the same, hungrier than usual.
They claimed a table and dug in. Fun rides plus great food—pure bliss. Alone, he'd have missed this entirely. For the first time, Han Yaseong felt glad about the Mystery Club. Before, it was just nominal membership; now, he genuinely liked it and the people.
They chatted over dinner. Then, at some point—
A guy at the next table was eating while slyly eyeing someone. Following his gaze: Senior Choi Yujin.
He had that soft, handsome Southerner look—tall, long-limbed model build. The kind girls called a total kingka.