The Wall-Pin
"Bye, Teacher Yujun!"
Friday evening. I headed toward the office, receiving farewells from the students heading home. There were only a few steps left until the end of another day. Tomorrow was Saturday. We hadn't made any specific plans, but I was planning to go to Insadong. Insadong. It was a place I’d only heard the name of. Even though I’d attended college in Seoul and settled down here, I wasn't the type to wander around, so I didn't know it well. After searching online, I found that couples could enjoy modest dates at a complex cultural space called Ssamzigil, and at the cultural complex mall Annyeong Insadong, one could do some light shopping or eat Korean food like the dakgalbi featured in the Michelin Guide. To put it simply, it was a cultural street perfect for dating. The fact that she’d asked me to meet her there meant, well...
My "happiness circuit" was running at full capacity. I might be counting my chickens before they hatched, but I was looking forward to it in many ways. However, I wasn't just excited. I also felt a sense of unease. If we went on a date in a crowded place, we would stand out. No matter how much people think others are indifferent to them, the presence of an idol named Lee Su-a couldn't be ignored. That was a problem, but the biggest issue was what had happened over the weekend. Su-a had been quiet about "that matter" so far. Should I consider her silence a blessing? They say no news is good news. But considering that a pregnancy test can only show results two weeks after conception, it was hard to determine if she was pregnant with a test right now unless she went to a hospital for a separate checkup. I was anxious, but I had prepared myself mentally. I had even mapped out a concrete plan for the future. Since I didn't know the details of her contract with the agency, I had prepared ten different plans based on the contract terms. I was also looking for a new job. I was stable at the academy now, and my income was enough to live on my own, but if I were to start a family, it would be hard to get by on my current salary.
"Teacher Yujun!"
As I entered the office to grab my bag, Kim Yeji spoke to me. The way she glanced around and tightened her expression told me exactly what she wanted to talk about.
"What is it?"
"Um... I don't think I've seen him this week."
Kim Yeji whispered, covering her mouth with her hand. As expected. It was about the stalker issue we’d discussed last week.
"As for that matter, I've resolved it."
"What? Resolved it?"
I said as I packed my bag. "I caught him. The stalker."
"Whaaaat?!"
Kim Yeji’s shocked voice rang out through the office. The eyes of the staff who were preparing to leave turned toward us. Kim Yeji bowed her head repeatedly to the staff who were looking at us, looking embarrassed. Then she whispered in an even lower voice, "...You caught him? The stalker?"
"Yes."
Kim Yeji’s mouth hung half-open as she let out a "Whoaaa."
"Thank you. If it weren't for you, Teacher Yeji, I wouldn't have known."
I was truly grateful to her. Because I had heard about the stalker from her, I was able to have an experience that sounded like a tall tale. I had received the personal contact information of my favorite idol, exchanged texts like friends, and skipped the middle steps entirely to insert my penis into our idol’s pussy. I even had a video in my phone album of Su-a, with her butt hoisted high, spreading her two shy holes and introducing herself. My sexual desire, released from 27 years of imprisonment, had led me to act like a psychopath, but I hadn't expected Su-a to follow my words so obediently. And that wasn't all. She even took selfies of herself rubbing her cheeks against my cock to provide me with material for masturbation.
"Tell me the story!"
"The story?"
It was a bit awkward to tell the story. The identity of the stalker was someone no one could ever imagine. Who would believe me if I said a popular idol was stalking me? 100 out of 100 people would click their tongues and call it a legendary delusion. If I had to say something, I’d have to make it up from start to finish. I decided to make up a plausible lie.
"Well, how it happened was..."
"Wait, wait! Not here. Let's go to a nearby pub. Can you tell a heroic tale without a drink in hand?"
"I wouldn't call it a heroic tale..."
Still, maybe I should buy her a drink. If it weren't for Kim Yeji, I might never have met Su-a. She seemed to have wanted to have a drink with me for a while, so I thought it would be a good opportunity to express my gratitude.
"Alright. Let's have a drink."
Kim Yeji’s face brightened instantly. That smile, resembling a laughing puppy, was truly pretty. But it wasn't enough to satisfy my eyes, which had been "upgraded" by Su-a’s beauty. No matter whose smile I saw in this world, no woman could beat Su-a.
"Wait just a second! I'll grab my bag!"
"Take your time."
Kim Yeji scurried to her desk and packed her bag in a rush, like a college student who had overslept. We left the academy and headed to a pub a short distance away.
"Do you drink well, Teacher Yujun?"
"I drink as much as the next person."
"Really? I get dizzy after just one shot of soju."
Then shouldn't she not drink? I didn't have experience taking care of drunk people, but I knew from various stories how difficult it was. Vomiting in a taxi, wetting their pants...
"Are you used to life at the academy?"
"Yes! Thanks to your help, Teacher Yujun, I got used to it quickly."
It hadn't even been three months since Kim Yeji joined as an instructor. Since she was my direct junior, I didn't have personal conversations with her unless it was work-related, so I was asking this only now. Well, even without asking, I could tell she was adapting well by the students' reactions. She was doing fine as an instructor.
"I don't think I helped much..."
"No, if you hadn't taken care of me in the beginning, I really would have had my head explode because I didn't know anything. How to manage students, calling parents... oh... the parents... my head, my head."
Kim Yeji pressed her thumbs firmly into her temples. I laughed, "Ahaha."
"You're right. Calling parents is more of a headache than dealing with students."
"Exactly! The academy curriculum is primarily set by the director, but they blame me, asking why the curriculum is like this!"
The phone rang just as we were sharing the grievances of being an instructor.
"One moment."
I took my phone out of my bag.
My heart began to pound the moment I saw the caller ID. It was the first time she had called since we met on Saturday. We usually exchanged conversations, but we used DMs.
"Please, go ahead and answer it."
I answered the phone as cautiously as a secret agent receiving a mission.
"...Hello."
Silence. Only small static could be heard from the phone speaker. And a moment later, I heard a long, heavy sigh. *Huuuuh.*
[Are you having fun?]
"Excuse me?"
[Are you having fun giggling with another woman?]
A chill ran down my spine and spread throughout my body. I looked around while holding the phone to my ear.
[Where are you two going? The parking lot is in the opposite direction. That way... was there a pub? Are you two going out for drinks?]
I felt another chill at her accurate deduction.
"That... I know what you're thinking, but it's not like that."
[The female next to you seems to be thinking that, though?]
"That's something I don't know about."
It was the truth. We were just going for a light drink. Was there any reason to add a strange motive to it? Even if Kim Yeji had romantic feelings for me, she didn't seem to harbor such emotions.
"More importantly, where are you right now?"
[Turn around.]
"Okay."
I turned around as Su-a instructed. Then, her command followed. Look far away. Look at the streetlight on the right side of the sidewalk. Someone was hiding in the darkness, cleverly avoiding the streetlight, talking on the phone. It was a girl wearing a black hat pulled low and a hoodie. In my current state, I knew immediately who it was. Stalking? Didn't she stop?
[I was on my way to the convenience store to buy ice cream and happened to spot you.] Su-a said, as if reading my mind. [Are you cheating on me?]
"How could I possibly do that?"
[Ah... so my pussy is already boring, and you're trying to hunt for another one, you pervert.]
"No! That's not it at all!"
Kim Yeji, who was next to me, looked at me with a strange expression.
"Teacher Yujun, is something wrong?"
I shook my head stiffly.
[Tell her you have an urgent appointment and come over here.]
"What?"
[Over here.]
Su-a gestured with her hand from afar. I looked at Kim Yeji, who was blinking in confusion.
"Teacher Yeji, I'm sorry. I think I have to go because of a sudden urgent appointment."
"What? An appointment at this hour?"
Then, Su-a’s directive came down.
[Tell her your girlfriend is calling.]
"What?"
[Tell her you have to go because your girlfriend is calling.]
"Well... my girlfriend is calling, so..."
"Whaaat? Teacher Yujun, you had a girlfriend?"
Her reaction was one of extreme surprise. Even I would have been surprised to hear that. A girlfriend for an otaku who is serious about idol fandom? Even if I had shown signs of having a girlfriend, it would be hard to believe if I suddenly said I had one.
[What are you doing? Hurry up and say yes.]
"Yes... I have one."
[Good job. Uh-huh.]
"So, I'm sorry. Let's have lunch together next time."
After apologizing to Kim Yeji several times, I ran to where Su-a was. Seeing me running, Su-a ducked into an alleyway. I followed her inside. And at that moment.
"Gasp?!"
I was pinned against the wall by Su-a. I was surprised, but because of our height difference, it wasn't an intimidating wall-pin.
"Oppa."
"Ye... Yes..."
"You were having quite a fun conversation, weren't you?"
Beneath her round glasses, Su-a’s eyes were as sharp as blades. That gaze was close to contempt. It seemed my favorite idol was quite the obsessive type.