Chapter 147
Han Yaseong kept walking until he reached a comic cafe on the second floor of a building. He settled comfortably on the sofa there, munching on snacks while flipping through manga volumes. Two hours flew by in no time.
The place was nearly deserted, just a few middle-aged guys puffing on cigarettes as they read. Han Yaseong was about to grab a few more books but decided to get up and leave. For some reason, those men hunched over comics in the dim corners looked pitiful. And realizing he might look the same to others, he stepped out of the comic cafe and wandered the streets.
Without hopping through the portal to that other world, there really wasn't much to do. No one to meet, no friends to hang out with. If it weren't for Senior Choi Yujin, his life would've been utterly boring. No, it had been like that before. Always alone, isolated.
That's why he'd gotten hooked on porn and those adult erotic chats. At least in there, he wasn't bored or lonely by himself. But without the portal, boredom crept back in, leaving him with nothing to fill the void. This was reality, Han Yaseong realized. Without the portal or Choi Yujin, he was nothing.
Feeling impatient, he pulled out his phone and dialed. After a few rings, a woman's voice came through.
"Yeah. It's me."
"I miss you."
"What?"
Choi Yujin sounded utterly baffled. Staring down the dark street, Han Yaseong repeated his honest feelings.
"I miss you..."
"We just saw each other earlier. What's up with you?"
"Still... I miss you."
"Jeez, why are you acting all clingy? You bored?"
"Yeah..."
Han Yaseong knew he was being whiny right now. So this is what being clingy feels like. He'd never acted like this before.
"I can't do anything more tonight. I put that white cream on my pussy earlier, remember?"
"Works great, right?"
"Yeah, the soreness went away fast. But you wanna go at it again already?"
"I won't. Let's just meet up and hang out."
"I can't trust you. If I come over, you'll definitely wanna fuck."
"......You're right."
If Choi Yujin came over, he'd absolutely do it again. She was like an erection trigger. How could he not get hard just looking at her? It was inevitable—he wouldn't be able to hold back.
"Let's call it a night and sleep. I'm crashing soon too."
"But I'm bored..."
"I played with you plenty earlier. Time to quit and get some rest. Wait, is that a car? Where are you right now?"
"Loitering around in front of school. Went to the comic cafe, but nothing to do after..."
"Ugh, you're such a kid. Yeah, you said you have no friends. Must suck not having anyone to hang with. You should make some. Your clubmates from the same year are there, right?"
"You can't just make friends like that overnight."
Friendships weren't something you whipped up on the spot. And even if he did, what would they do? Guy friends wouldn't lead anywhere fun. Not like he could fuck them or anything. A girl friend might be different, but dudes? Nah.
"Join a club or a group or something. If you're gonna climb to the top, you need social skills. Staying a lone wolf gets you shunned in high society. Build connections, make friends—that's how you earn respect. Give yourself room to mingle."
"That doesn't happen overnight..."
He'd never had friends or anyone to hang with before. How was he supposed to develop social graces now? Crowded places just meant standing around watching everyone else.
With no sign of Choi Yujin coming over, Han Yaseong got frustrated.
"Guess I'm not your boyfriend, huh, Yujin sunbae."
"Oh... I was gonna come tomorrow out of pity, but you wanna play it like that?"
"Noona!"
The promise of tomorrow had him folding instantly. He heard her sigh through the phone.
"Fine, I'll come tomorrow, so behave tonight. I need a break too, you know. Even with the cream, I can't go again today."
She figured he'd jump her the second she walked in the door. And honestly, she was right. He'd strip her naked and have his way with her for sure. Just thinking about it made his cock throb heavily. Even after cumming three times today, his raging dick wasn't satisfied yet.
"You're really coming tomorrow, right? If not, I'll do whatever I want next time."
"Got it. I'll come. Jeez... Go find another girl already. This is getting annoying."
"Then introduce me to one. A hot one."
"Hey, no matter how you slice it, you expect me to hook you up? Figure it out yourself. Or call Eun-ah."
"It's nighttime; Senior Eun-ah probably can't come out."
"True. Then just watch porn and jerk off tonight."
"Yujin sunbae, you're so mean."
"Hey! Who's fault is it that I'm like this?!"
"Send me a pic of your pussy. I'll cum to that."
"You're insane? Hang up!"
The call cut off with a click. He could feel her fear through the line. Sex must terrify her now. Made sense—three-plus rounds every day? Anyone would be scared. Without the portal, he'd be terrified too. Cumming three times a day? His dick might fall off.
Han Yaseong pocketed his phone and resumed wandering the night streets. It was nearing 11 p.m., and the sparsely trafficked roads felt eerily quiet. It sucked having no one to meet, no friends to chill with. This never used to feel lonely, but now it did. Especially after hanging with Choi Yujin and being alone again. And without the portal? The loneliness hit harder.
Should've gone in earlier... Regret gnawed at him. No portal meant truly nothing to do.
He roamed aimlessly for a while until a brightly lit ad at a bus stop caught his eye, startling him.
"Huh? That guy?"
A familiar face beamed from the billboard. It was Oh Jeonghun. Looked like a skincare ad—he flashed a stunning smile, hands raised, playfully slapping his cheeks. Han Yaseong let out an involuntary gasp.
"Damn, he's handsome..."
The ad photo made Oh Jeonghun look insanely hot. Well, he'd been hot at the waterpark too. If he hadn't groped Choi Yujin, he'd have stayed the ultimate kingka in Han Yaseong's memory. That incident had tarnished his image. But this ad wiped away the gloom. No denying it—this guy was on another level. How had Han Yaseong ever thought he could compete? Pathetic in hindsight.
Tall at 190 cm, long-limbed build, handsome face. Model material—no, he was a model. Wherever he went, he'd be the center of attention. Girls would swoon...
Han Yaseong wanted that kind of look. Not his average face, but one that turned heads, just once in life.
With ads like this, Oh Jeonghun must be killing it lately. Han Yaseong stared for a long time before slowly walking on. Without Choi Yujin, he was just some ordinary dude. The realization hit again. No one noticed him, no one cared.
His self-esteem had grown inside, but outwardly, he was still average. Then he recalled Oh Jeonghun's old words.
"I told you to come to Angel Club... In Cheongdam-dong..."
Curiosity sparked. Why not check it out? Nothing else to do, bored out of his mind. Plus, he wondered how the hotshots in Gangnam partied. Reminded him of those 90s legends—the Orange Tribe. And the Night Cats too? Intriguing.
Glancing at the time past 11 p.m., he hesitated. Too late? Would Oh Jeonghun even be there? What if he didn't recognize him? Or if Choi Yujin was? Thoughts swirled.
In the end, he paced the streets before heading home. Clubs like that weren't for him. No point showing up like a rice straw in a rice paddy, sitting awkwardly, then slinking away empty-handed.
Han Yaseong needed a friend. Someone to hang with anytime. But he didn't have one. Never had, from day one. Always alone.
Instead, he craved the portal. He checked the attic door—pitch black. Time hadn't passed much at home either. Lying in bed, he tried a movie he'd always wanted to watch. Zero fun. It wouldn't stick.
He sat at his desk, logged into the adult site. Guys had uploaded pics of their girlfriends and wives again. Time for styled comments.
Such posts made him chuckle. So desperate to brag...