Kim Su-hee (2)
I'm sorry, Kim Su-hee, but at this point, there were no other options.
Grab!
I had no choice but to physically stop her trembling.
"Trust me."
I couldn't say much, so I poured all my sincerity into a desperate plea. That I wasn't trying to do anything weird.
Humans are strange creatures. Not even a hive mind, yet empathy works so well.
Especially when there's a common enemy or goal—it stands out even more.
They say you can understand each other just with a look in your eyes?
Kim Su-hee's pale lips nodded faintly, and she fully surrendered her body into my arms.
As if telling me to stop her uncontrollable shaking.
Squeeze—
It wasn't an embrace born of affection, but hearing her heartbeat gradually calmed me down.
She must have felt the same.
Thud—thud—
I could hear the Janitor shuffling around inside the classroom.
It was terrifying.
That bizarre monster scared me.
Being stuck in this situation terrified me.
The deeper I dug into why I was here, the more hope slipped away.
It wasn't just about escaping the psycho stalker pretending to be my little sister. The whole world felt off-kilter.
Even if I escaped that house, there'd be no exit anywhere.
My body started shaking without me realizing.
Damn it.
This hug was meant to stop Kim Su-hee's trembling—if mine started up, it was all pointless.
...
Squeeze...
That's when Kim Su-hee gently wrapped her arms around my back.
—It's okay. If we both stay calm, we'll definitely survive.
That feeling came through.
Grrrrrr...
Sniff—sniff—
The monster was smelling something.
'Please go away. Just please leave.'
But against our wishes, huddled together in the cleaning supply closet, the monster was heading toward the back of the classroom.
Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump!
Kim Su-hee's heart pounded like mad.
Even with those huge breasts and the bra cradling them, her heartbeat vibrated straight through to my chest.
I was the same.
Thud—thud—
That sound.
Like boots pulled from a sewer and worn without drying—reeking and repulsive.
Grrrrrrrr...?
The thing seemed to sense something.
The Janitor was approaching the cleaning supply closet—slowly, but surely.
Sweat poured like rain.
Our cold sweat mixed and trickled down between our chests.
Squeeze!!
Kim Su-hee, on the verge of passing out from fear, clung to me with all her strength. Her massive breasts were crushed and flattened against me, but that minor pain couldn't overcome this extreme terror.
Shiver shiver shiver
Both our bodies trembled in tiny spasms.
Gruk?
Thud!
The Janitor had finally reached right in front of the closet.
'Fuck... fuck...'
Only curses came to mind.
What do I do?
How the hell do I handle this?
Should I kick the door open now and fight with a chair or something?
Or shove the monster and run?
...But what if it doesn't budge?
What if it's faster than me?
I don't even know what that thing looks like.
My razor-sharp survival instincts fractured my sense of time.
In the splintered moments, dozens of survival plans flashed through my mind per second—but not a single one felt reliable.
Graaaaaah... Sniff—sniff sniff—
The Janitor pressed its breather against the closet and inhaled deeply.
The foul stench from its maw invaded the closet.
I felt like puking.
Shake shake shake!
—Urp, urp...!
Kim Su-hee suddenly shook her head wildly. Looking down, her tear-filled eyes stared up at me, cheeks puffed out.
'She's gonna puke?'
No good.
I have to kick the door open right—
—
—"Oppa! Where are you!!"
The moment I was about to decide, Kang Jia's voice echoed from far away.
It was the voice of the crazy psycho stalker who wanted to keep me as her pet—but right now, it was incredibly welcome.
Graaaaaaaaah!! Thud thud thud thud thud thud thud!
The Janitor let out a howl and bolted out the classroom door it had come through.
"Huff... huff..."
My eyes spun.
Bang!
I needed oxygen—fresh air.
With one arm still around Kim Su-hee, I flung open the closet door with the other.
The floor in front of the supply closet was smeared with disgusting slime residue.
The classroom air was already tainted by the Janitor's stench, but it was way better than being gassed in that confined space.
Stagger—!
Kim Su-hee nearly collapsed.
"Teacher, Kim Su-hee, snap out of it. You okay?"
"Hic... sob... Y-yes..."
I sat her down on a nearby chair.
The situation sorted itself out fast.
The 'Janitor' had heard my 'little sister's' voice and given chase.
If she really were my blood kin, I'd risk my life to save her... but nah.
I did feel relief when I heard Kang Jia's voice, but that was just the reaction to hearing a familiar sound in a desperate moment.
From my perspective, I wouldn't care if the Janitor killed Kang Jia.
After all, the warning rules blaring in my head told me 'little sis' was the biggest threat to my life.
In this mad world with monsters roaming the school, removing one sister wouldn't guarantee my safety—but eliminating a direct threat was still a win.
"Um... y-you... what's your name...?"
Kim Su-hee spoke up.
She still didn't fully trust me, but she wasn't looking at me like I was the monster anymore.
Probably that battle-born camaraderie from surviving death pressed together.
Good thing.
She was the only reliable source of info I could trust right now.
"I'm Yuhan. One-word name."
"Ah... Then tell me now, Yuhan. Why'd you come to our school?"
"Hold on—can we really just sit here chatting like this?"
"Haa... haa... It's fine... The Janitor doesn't come back to classrooms he's already patrolled..."
Thank God.
"So, tell me. Why'd you break into our school?"
Awawkward question...
"I'm not sure how to explain it... but basically..."
I laid out my situation as quickly and honestly as I could—no holding back.
To build mutual trust, no more lies.
And above all, this woman had trusted me enough to put her body in my hands when I was suspicious. She'd hugged me to calm me when I was shaking. Even considering the circumstances, she offered trust first—I didn't want to betray that.
"So... you woke up, memories all jumbled, and got imprisoned by a psycho stalker girl who's been stalking you for seven years?"
"...Yeah."
"What about the police? You got into the school, so you can get out, right? That doesn't add up."
"Even you, who survived death with me, won't believe me—think the cops will? A grown man like me locked up by a smaller, younger girl? Our country's police? And yeah, it sounds insane, but it feels like past-me already tried the police or escaping—and failed."
Kim Su-hee looked like she'd heard every weird story in the book, but that actually reassured me.
I'd been worried this woman, who accepted the school's creepy rules without question, might see my situation as normal too.
Having someone who sees weird as weird was such a relief.
"More importantly, Kim Su-hee. Don't you get a weird vibe from this school? The rules. They don't feel normal."
"Pardon...?"
That was the weirdest thing she'd heard yet.
"Come on. They kill people for breaking rules? That's okay? And the Janitor being a monster—that's insane, Altered Common Sense!"
"Wha... wha...? N-nor...mal...? A-a-altered C-common S-sense...?"
Shiver shiver
"Wha...? Ugh... hng... sob!?"
Suddenly, Kim Su-hee clutched her head and groaned.
"Wh-what! What's wrong? You okay?"
She gripped so hard, veins bulged on her hands.
"Huff...! Huff...! Wh-what is this? What... wh-what's happening?"
Like someone just freed from sleep paralysis, her sweat-soaked face whipped around the room.
"Ri-right... it's weird. Everything's wrong. You're right, Yuhan. This is fucked up! Nghhh!"
She looked in agony.
Like Rupert the squirrel's tail getting chopped—her common sense and worldview shattered in a chain reaction.
She was reeling from the mental shock.
...Sorry, but her pain brought me relief.
Her recognizing this Altered Common Sense as abnormal meant I had an ally who believed me.
The mysteries of the Janitor, my fake parents, Kang Jia remained—but the vast ocean of isolation lifted.
I gently gripped her shoulders.
Flinch!
After a shudder, Kim Su-hee placed her hand over mine.
"Su-hee, I know it's confusing, but you believe me now, right?"
Nod nod.
"So please... help me. I'm begging you. You're the only one I can trust."
Desperate plea.
"Hoo... haa... Of course. I was gonna ask you the same."
She saw me as her only trustworthy person in this chaos too.
"I-I remember everything that happened in this mad school under the guise of 'rules.' Se-sex duty rotations... f-forced abortions, fetal sacrifices...! It's insane. Everyone's fucking insane!!"
What horrors had she witnessed? Kim Su-hee was on the verge of a hysterical fit.
I crouched in front of her and met her eyes.
"Hey, let's calm down a bit? Deep breaths. Hoo—haa~"
"O-okay... hoo... phaa... hoo..."
"Good, hoo~ haa~"
Holding her hand tight, I guided her gently, and she followed well.
Unlike some horror movie heroine, she was smart.
"Th-thank you..."
"We help each other and survive. In this mad world, we're the only sane ones left."
"Haaa... But Yuhan, how'd you notice the rules' 'Altered Common Sense'?"
"Dunno... Woke up and everything felt off. Probably past-me knew what was going on. And my little sister likely does too."
If only my memories would flood back cleanly. Aside from fragments during orgasmic highs from twisted sis play, nothing came.
"Then... finding traces of your past self is priority one. That psycho sister won't spill anything."
She nailed it before I could say it.
Impressive woman. Near-death from a mystery monster, yet she regained composure and mapped our path—that's no ordinary skill.
Felt like I had a real ally.
"Traces of my past..."
First thing that came to mind: my memories.
The rules dormant in my head melted out bit by bit during intense sexual pleasure.
One question: Did it have to be with my sister? Would it work with someone else?
Thinking that far, my eyes drifted to Kim Su-hee's legs.
Sleek legs wrapped in black stockings.
Slim calves and plump thighs that'd swallow my fingers.
'No...'
Bad idea.
I'm no rapist. Snap out of it. Kim Su-hee is my ally.
Of course, once we're closer... maybe cautiously ask for an 'experiment.' But not now.
"Yuhan, by the way—that girl who called you 'Oppa' just now. Your little sister, right?"
"Yeah. Definitely."
"Then her problem's solved for now. The no loud noise in school rule means the Janitor probably 'deleted' her..."
An unexpected huge win.
"Let's call it for today then. No point sticking around school—you and me both risk getting deleted by the Janitor. Do you... work late every day?"
"Not every day, but weekends I'm here."
Working weekends into the night. Worst world ever.
"What about next week, weekdays?"
"Meet outside school at night?"
Quick on the uptake.
"But... you gonna be okay? If that psycho sister finds out..."
Yeah, she might dodge the Janitor and head home.
"I'll slip out somehow."
"...Got it. I'll stay at school till midnight every weekday next week. Come when you can. Okay?"
Thoughtful for someone without comms. No fixing a date that might force me into danger—she'd wait flexibly.
Having an ally like this felt like gaining a million troops.
"Thanks, Su-hee."
"No biggie. You're the only one I can talk to about this weird shit..."
Kim Su-hee and I exchanged a look, nodded, and headed for the classroom door.
But our feet froze solid.
—"Oppa... where are you...?"