#15. Pose
#15. Pose
After submitting the team assignment list, we exchanged contact info.
I already knew Na-eun's and Hwi-min's numbers, so really, it was just swapping with Kim Si-eun.
"So, around next class, I'll make a group chat and we can talk then?"
Kim Si-eun was 25 years old.
No need to go all out from the start on these long-term projects anyway.
It was the format where you prep a Presentation together for a straight month and then present, but anyone in the know knew the drill.
You cram like crazy the last day or two, and just coast through the rest somehow.
"Yeah, sounds good."
Kim Si-eun flashed us a bright smile.
"I'll hit you guys up later!"
She slung her bag over her shoulder and left the lecture hall first.
Hwi-min and I just stood there watching her go.
"Dude. Her face is fucking gorgeous. First time saying that out loud."
"...Me too."
If she wasn't from another school, she probably would've teamed up with other kids ages ago.
It was weird that she couldn't find anyone.
"...Let's go, Oppa."
Na-eun poked the back of my hand.
"What. Where to."
"Lunch."
Han Na-eun with a kinda pissed-off look.
"Why am I eating lunch with you?"
We hadn't planned this beforehand at all.
Na-eun crossed her arms and raised just her left eyebrow.
"Oh~ So you're saying you don't wanna eat with me? That it?"
Hwi-min glanced back and forth between us and jumped in.
"Hey, Lee Min-ho. Since when are you and Na-eun this close? Back in school, you were always hanging with me."
No idea. Me neither.
Maybe she went nuts after I shoved my dick in her mouth on a whim.
Or maybe she was always nuts and that's why she sucked my dick.
Or did sucking my dick make her nuts.
"Just... got to know her a bit recently... heh heh..."
"But you two as a combo? Kinda unexpected."
Hwi-min smirked while packing up his pencil case.
"Hey, Na-eun. Watch out for this guy. Looks normal, but he's got a screw loose."
You bastard! Lee Hwi-min!
If we're talking that way, Han Na-eun's even worse than me!
You don't know! How this girl draws the sleaziest illustrations with that innocent face!
Always in a white blouse and pink cardigan.
Dresses like she's straight out of a college mag, but she nails drawing chicks with legs spread, gulping down cum!
Hwi-min's words made me feel like I was the only shady one here, and it pissed me off.
But with my guilty conscience, I couldn't just fire back.
Fuck... this bitch...
"She seems like it. That's why she's even more fun!"
I couldn't read the meaning behind her smile.
"Let's go, Min-ho Oppa. Today we're eating cafeteria food at the Law School. Cool?"
"Law School's far..."
I whined and tried to bail, but Na-eun leaned in and whispered in my ear.
"...Stop playing hard to get, you fucking pervert."
...Holy shit.
She pulled back from my ear, looked at me, and beamed.
Meanwhile, I couldn't control my face.
It was so absurd my mouth wouldn't close.
Han Na-eun. You an actress or what?
Her expression didn't change, totally natural, like nothing happened.
"No, what? Talking about something without me?"
Hwi-min asked curiously, but sorry, Hwi-min.
Even for you, I can't spill this.
"Hey, I'm out. Hit you up later."
"You're really going to Law School for food? Damn... alright... have fun."
I don't wanna go!
I don't wanna!
Just a few days ago, I was thinking how great it'd be to grab a meal with a girl like Na-eun.
But now, I desperately wanted to escape being alone with her.
No way food would go down right on thin ice like that.
"See you later, Hwi-min Oppa~"
Na-eun winked at Hwi-min, and we headed into the hallway together.
The Law School cafeteria wasn't that big.
The building was tucked in a corner, and hardly anyone besides Law School kids used it.
We each ordered cafeteria food and sat across from each other. Na-eun nibbled away at her fried rice with her tiny mouth.
"...Why drag us all the way out here for food."
"Why? Don't wanna eat with me?"
"Yeah. Don't."
I figured if I played it vague, she'd just toy with me more, so I said it straight-up.
"Why not?"
"You wanna eat with someone who's got a gun to your head?"
"You handed me the gun, Oppa. Sounds bad if anyone overhears."
Her deadpan comeback made me sigh.
"So... you got something you wanna talk about?"
"Yeah. 'Cause I'm eating alone with a total. Fucking. Pervert. Like you."
She's breaking up "pervert" all quiet so no one notices, and it pisses me off so bad. For real.
If this was a comic, there'd be a vein popping on my forehead for sure.
"That novel. Han Gyeo-ul's novel."
She brought it up outta nowhere, and it dragged up my bloody chapters from yesterday that I'd deleted.
The Han Na-eun Episode, now fully cremated, not even ashes left.
"Yeah. Right. That."
I calmed my urge to sob and kept the convo going.
"I was thinking of recommending the next illustration pose to Han Gyeo-ul myself."
Huh? HNE Author? So you're saying you'll suggest poses to me directly?
Never happened before.
She always tried her best to match what I asked for, never threw out ideas first.
"You always work with authors like that?"
Na-eun shook her head no.
"Nope. Up till now, I just did whatever they wanted. But this character's name is my name."
"True."
"So I got attached, wanna draw her right."
Hmm... what is it. Like when you meet a junior with your name and wanna treat 'em extra nice?
"So I need Oppa's help."
Excuse me, Author-nim.
Super grateful for pose suggestions for the art, but why do you need my help?
"...What is it. Again."
"Take photos."
"Photos?"
"Come to my place later, I'll strike poses, you snap pics."
The demon cave I'd barely escaped yesterday.
You want me back in there?
"Just selfie mode by yourself."
"Oppa. You don't know your own value."
Na-eun grinned and tapped my tray with her spoon.
"No matter how many I take alone in my room, how'm I supposed to know what's hot. Gotta have something like yours dangling."
Didn't take long to guess what was dangling.
Way too lewd a convo for midday cafeteria.
"Anyway. You free today?"
Actually, I had stuff to do.
Rewrite the manuscript I'd scrapped entirely.
"But I got stuff today."
"What? School? Exams over, no assignments, don't lie."
"No no, not school... personal stuff..."
Her pupils shook for a sec.
"What then."
"Uh... y'know that student competition at Surim Architectural Firm."
I mentioned the firm, and Na-eun's face fell openly.
What were you hoping for.
"Yeah. I know. Big deal."
"Wanna... prep for it a bit."
"You trying to get a job at a design firm, Oppa?"
No? I'm busting my ass to Tal-geon right now.
"Not a bad idea to have it under my belt. Anyway, can't help long."
"Hmm..."
She tapped the table with her index finger, thought a bit, then clapped like she got a great idea.
"I'll lend you my laptop, work from home."
"Huh?"
"You just need Photoshop, Illustrator, CAD anyway."
"True..."
Fuck? That's not it?
I hadn't even read the comp guidelines.
Busy dying writing novels, what architecture contest bullshit.
"Then work beside me, snap pics now and then. Good?"
"I got files at home..."
"Stop by home, grab a USB. Or cloud it."
Na-eun was relentless, and I had no way to shake her off.
"Why no answer? Wanna get pinned on the school forum?"
~Ah, Player Lee Min-ho~ K.O.~ Down for the count~
"...Fine. I'll go. Help out."
"Answer quicker."
And just like that, I got dragged back to Na-eun's place.
Ding-dong.
At Na-eun's Officetel door, I let out a deep sigh.
What fresh hell awaited this time.
But hell or high water, I had to wrap it quick and get home.
I'd already skipped a day of uploads yesterday.
Delay more and readers would riot...
Slide.
Door opened, and my jaw dropped.
"What. Come in."
"Hey... you... that..."
"Oh. This? Prop I prepped for shooting. Whaddya think? Kinda hot?"
Flesh-colored off-shoulder knit showing a hint of shoulder and cleavage.
Hem so short her navel was barely breathing fresh air.
Black miniskirt like panties could show any sec.
Enough to stir any guy's heart already, but what shocked me wasn't that.
It was the placard around her neck like a necklace.
Cute handwriting.
[Please fuck my pathetic self♥]
HNE Author. You are a god.