0. Prologue
0. Prologue
0.
Maeil Time, an app and community that every university student supposedly uses, commonly abbreviated as 'Maeta'. To use it, one must verify that they are a student of this university, making it easy to gather accurate information about the university or departments. As such, it's an app used by the majority of university students. Of course, since it's a community, it also had its dark side, just like any other community.
Because university students are at an age where their sexual desires are burning, there were many women here looking for men. There was even a separate bulletin board explicitly created for finding people.
The DM Window, where one can have 1-on-1 conversations with other users.
When I clicked on it, there was a considerable amount of messages, as if many conversations had already taken place.
'Let's see what kind of bitch she is...'
I, Yoon Seo-ah, am a determined Korean Woman who follows through, which is why I'm showing up to a place like this, where others wouldn't dare. It's absolutely not because that bitch provoked me.
'But what if it's really a man?'
The cold hadn't completely receded yet, so my breath was visible, but despite that, my head was spinning furiously.
Even looking at the DM Window again, the usual way of speaking was definitely a woman's, and a strong woman at that. Why would a man pretend to be a woman in the first place? A 'Netkama'...
"If it's a man, I'll fuck him like a dog, and if it's a woman, I'll fight her. Whether it's some fucking bitch or bastard..."
My head, which had been so hot, cooled down completely after about five minutes. My body shivered from the cold wind blowing through my flowing black hair, and I let out a deep sigh.
'What am I doing here...?'
Just as a moment of self-realization was about to hit me, a notification sound rang out.
[I think I see you over there, try jumping.]
Suddenly, thinking that I was actually going to meet them made me feel a little uneasy. Because they might be from the same department or someone I know...
Still, my experience told me that this bastard, whether a bitch or a guy, definitely wouldn't show up, so I lightly jumped a couple of times.
[I did it, why aren't you coming?]
I waited for a moment, but no reply came. Just as I expected, they weren't going to show up.
[I knew you wouldn't show up, lol. Live your whole life hiding like a coward.]
As a wave of self-realization washed over me, I let out a deep sigh and turned around. About three steps in front of me stood a man. And not just any man, but a handsome man so tall that he was a head taller than me.
'Huh? Really?'
I'm 165cm tall, so I'm not short anywhere I go, but if he's a head taller than me, he must be around 184-185cm. I had no idea there was such a handsome person at our school.
With a well-styled see-through perm, a high nose bridge that descended elegantly, large eyes without double eyelids, and a jawline sculpted as if with a knife... What would it feel like to be with a man like this?
'No, what am I thinking...?'
I shook my head a couple of times, and a wry laugh escaped me.
'There's no way I'd ever get involved with someone like this...'
"..."
"..."
"...?"
Why is this person standing in front of me?
A small doubt in the corner of my mind grew larger and larger, until it finally turned into certainty. That's when he spoke.
"It's you, right?"
With a shock like being hit on the back of the head with a hammer, my mouth involuntarily fell open slightly.
With a creaking, raised index finger, I pointed at that Netkama... no, that man, and slowly moved my mouth, which refused to close.
"You... weren't you a Netkama...?"
The man who heard those words, as if my reaction was amusing, his slightly upturned lips twitched.