Chapter 28
"Hm, so what exactly are you suggesting?"
Choi Yujin asked, masking her slight fluster.
Han Yaseong's possessive gaze faded, returning to its innocent, childlike softness.
"I just... don't know what to do about your boyfriend, sunbae."
"What don't you know?"
"Like, what happens later..."
"There is no later."
"Huh?"
"This ends tonight."
"......"
Han Yaseong's chest felt like it was tearing apart. He'd known it deep down, but hearing it confirmed squeezed his heart like a vise. Guess it really was just playing with fire... That's all I am to Choi Yujin sunbae.
No, the fact that this even happened is a miracle. Even hitting the lottery jackpot multiple times wouldn't make something like this possible.
Deep in his heart, Han Yaseong resigned himself. It was destined to remain just a memory.
In response, his raging erection wilted away in an instant, losing all its vigor.
Choi Yujin noticed and thought, Damn, he reacts fast. The kid had this quirky habit—when he deflated emotionally, it followed suit.
Feeling like she shouldn't tease him anymore, she quickly answered.
"I broke up with my boyfriend."
"......Huh?"
Han Yaseong looked up in shock. As the blanket slipped down, Choi Yujin sunbae's large, beautiful breasts came fully into view again. His throat went dry at the sight.
"Phew, I need a beer. Wait here."
She clutched the blanket to her chest and headed for the door. It only covered her front, leaving her perfect ass completely exposed. Watching Choi Yujin sunbae sway those gorgeous hips as she walked to the living room drove him insane. He wanted to grab those cheeks with both hands, spread them wide, and thrust his raging cock in right then and there.
They said beautiful women could provoke even rape—and damn if it didn't feel true. Any guy seeing her like this would lose it and pounce.
Only Han Yaseong's iron self-control kept him in check.
Choi Yujin returned with several cans of beer and set them on the bed. She cracked one open and chugged it straight from the can.
"Aah... Hoo, I broke up with him before coming here. That's why I joined the MT. Figured it'd be a good distraction."
"......I see."
"Why else would I show up to the Mystery Club MT? I'd had enough of those boring herbivores back in the day. They're the epitome of passive guys."
"True enough."
"But this time was fun. On the uninhabited island, at this water park, and now... What about you?"
"Same here. It still feels like a dream."
"Being like this with me?"
"Yeah. Yujin sunbae, you're basically untouchable for someone like me. Even that super hot kingka guy was hitting on you... Being with you like this feels like a straight-up miracle to me."
"It is. You're basically a lottery winner. Hell, I don't even know why I'm doing this. It doesn't make sense. Feels like you've got me bewitched or something. By your scent. That woody smell, the earthy one, the forest vibe... and even this funky cock smell coming from this thing."
She flicked it with her finger. It sprang back to life, swinging like a pendulum.
Choi Yujin sunbae burst out laughing, falling back dramatically.
"Hahaha, what the hell is that... haha!"
But Han Yaseong barely heard her laughter. With her fallen back, her lower half was on full display. The deep slit nestled between her inner thighs was impossible to ignore—nothing else mattered.
Oblivious, Choi Yujin kept laughing on her back. Then she felt the chill down there, sat up, and saw Han Yaseong's wide-eyed stare. She shook her head.
"You're hopeless. You love staring at noona's pussy that much?"
"......"
Her bluntness left Han Yaseong speechless, head bowed.
Choi Yujin pulled the blanket over herself with a prim expression. Once everything below her neck was covered, Han Yaseong felt a pang of regret. Her body was pure addiction—like a drug. The more he saw, the more hooked he got.
"Anyway, I broke up with him, so here we are. If I hadn't, this wouldn't be happening. I'm a woman of principles. I don't cheat or juggle two guys. Were you worried about that, Yaseong?"
"Yeah, a little... I just didn't know where this was going."
"No need to worry. I'm single now, so this is fine. Just... I'm not planning on getting a boyfriend anytime soon."
"Okay..."
He accepted that. Han Yaseong had no illusions of becoming Choi Yujin sunbae's boyfriend. They were too mismatched. He knew his place.
Seeing it, Choi Yujin gave a wry smile over her beer can. His quick surrender was obvious.
But she couldn't encourage him. She had no intention of dating him either. That's what made things confusing—keeping up the sex without any romantic future.
So she drew the line first.
"I'd like us to be comfortable with each other. Whether we do this or not. What do you think, Yaseong?"
"I'd like that too... I'm happy just having this much. But if you ever get sick of it, just say so. I can pretend it never happened."
He was already planning his exit. Choi Yujin sensed his victim mentality. The way he so readily gave up his rights fueled her suspicions.
This kid was prepared to let go from the start—a defense mechanism to avoid getting hurt later. Probably from his family or something else scarring him.
She grew curious about his inner world.
"Don't you want to have me?"
"Hm... Not sure. This feels good enough as is..."
He had possessiveness, but no drive to claim her. He wanted her in his heart but held back in reality. He was used to things being taken away.
That was Choi Yujin's conclusion. Her interest in intro psych lectures paid off.
Right now, Han Yaseong reminded her of an abandoned puppy—wary of attachment to avoid another rejection. It triggered her maternal instincts explosively.
She finished her beer and crawled over on her knees, pulling him into a tight hug. The blanket fell away, exposing her fully. From his downcast gaze, he could see her neatly trimmed straight patch of pubic hair.
"Shall we keep things like this for a while? Super close noona-dongsaeng?"
"......You okay with that, sunbae?"
"I'm fine. Not planning on a boyfriend anytime soon anyway."
"Why?"
"Everyone's the same. I'm sick of it. I want that passionate movie-drama love, but it never happens. Everything feels so bland. Honestly, you're more appealing right now, Yaseong."
She released the hug and met his eyes.
"It's not love or anything. But... we just click so well. Our bodies too, I guess. This kind of thing? We could keep it going longer. Sneaking around, just us, without anyone knowing. What do you say? Up for it?"
"Yeah... I'd love that."
How could he not? Just seeing Choi Yujin sunbae was a blessing. No disappointment over not being her boyfriend—he'd never expected it anyway. She deserved some awesome guy someday. A nobody like him claiming her was absurd.
This setup was already heaven. Pushing for more might invite divine punishment.
With Han Yaseong's agreement, Choi Yujin finally relaxed. But a corner of her heart felt bittersweet. She'd learned he didn't love her either. He liked her, sure, but not that way.
Paradoxically, it reassured her while stinging as a woman. But if he did love her, she'd feel burdened and cut things off.
Guess you can't have it all, she thought, gazing at Han Yaseong quietly suckling her breast. In moments like this, he was the picture of innocence—not biting, just holding it gently.
It was too adorable to bear.
"Jeez, you're one weird kid."
He seemed like an ordinary guy, but he was anything but. Proof? She was letting him nurse right now.
Choi Yujin never fell for average men. Her elite background demanded exceptional ones—special or outstanding. That was Queen Yujin's instinct. Normies were invisible.
Yet Han Yaseong caught her eye. Meaning he was no ordinary guy.
But what made him special? She couldn't pinpoint it. His type was new to her. She'd seen plenty of men, but none like him.
Feeling his hands subtly caressing the bare skin of her ass as he suckled contentedly, she smiled. Looked like his engine was revving up again. He hadn't been told to, but there he was.
Curious to see what he'd do next, she stayed still, savoring the subtle pleasure.