A Catastrophic First Encounter (2)
A Catastrophic First Encounter (2)
"Haaaah..."
It was an ordinary day. An ordinary day like yesterday, and probably like tomorrow as well.
Wake up in the morning, go to school, come back home, and spend time alone.
It was the daily routine that repeated every single day. Having cleared the first two items today, it was now time to execute the latter two.
"Ah, Miss Jina. By any chance today..."
Shakes head vigorously
I brushed off the request from a man whose name I couldn't even remember. I didn't listen to the whole thing, but what would come after that was obvious.
'Do you have time?', 'Let's grab a drink.', 'Can I have your number?'... Roughly one of those three, most likely. I wasn't interested in any of them.
Having effortlessly shot down another guy as easily as breathing, I exited the Academic Building.
The beautiful, slowly setting sunset slammed into my field of vision.
Classes ended today at 6 PM. Until about two weeks ago, the sun would have been completely down by this time, but as spring neared summer, it was still up.
"......"
The weather was too clear, oblivious to my feelings.
A subtle melancholy, contrasting with the beautiful scenery, weighed heavily on my chest.
When I started my Jaesu... No, that's not it.
Roughly a year ago. It was a depression that had been there since I suddenly contracted TS disease and became a woman. A feeling of being bound by iron chains connected to the depths and sinking into the abyss.
During my Jaesu life, I was too busy and exhausted to really notice it, but now that I've entered university and have some breathing room, this feeling seems to be becoming more prominent. Lately, I could feel it getting gradually worse.
Standing still for a moment, feeling the wind blow against me, I soon left the school grounds. I thought maybe this melancholy would ease a bit if I went home.
The way home. The path to my only nest, which wasn't far from school, was simple.
Exit through the main gate, go straight down the main road. Turn right at the second intersection. Go one block along the four-lane road, turn right again into the side street, and my studio apartment appears.
A distance you could cover in about 15 minutes if you walked leisurely from school.
"Haaaaah..."
Today, for some reason, I didn't feel like walking even that short distance. Still, to get home, I'd have to walk at least this much.
It was while I was taking deep sighs and walking with irritable steps.
"...Huh?"
As I walked, staring blankly ahead, a gap between buildings came into my view.
Ah, right, there was a place like this too.
A back alley running between buildings that felt quite old. Because the buildings on both sides were quite tall, it was a place where light didn't reach well unless it was noon.
The shadowed interior of the alley was quite dark and hard to see. Not that I could enter easily anyway, as the entrance was cluttered with boxes dumped from the surrounding buildings.
A creepy back alley whose existence I had confirmed on the first day I moved in and hadn't gone near since.
Rustle
The reason I, after a moment's hesitation, stepped into it was simply one. I wanted to get home quickly.
I theoretically knew that although it was a dark back alley, if you went straight through it, you'd come out right in front of my house.
Compared to going the long way around via the main road, this should cut a few minutes, shouldn't it?
Driven only by the thought of wanting to get inside quickly, I impulsively stepped over the boxes and entered the alleyway.
"The inside... is cleaner than I thought."
It would have been really troublesome if the inside was also cluttered with boxes like the entrance or had trash scattered around.
As I muttered, the inside of the alley was quite clean. At most, it was just a concrete path cracked from poor maintenance.
An alleyway of a width where, if you squeezed through, maybe two people could barely pass.
It was dark inside, but not dark enough to need my phone's flashlight. Besides, having a wall to lean against on the side, the limited visibility didn't bother me much.
More importantly, home. Remembering the original reason I had set foot in this alley, I immediately began to walk with a leisurely pace.
"Huh?"
It was around the time I had passed about halfway through the alley. Perhaps my eyes had adjusted to the darkness, as a faint shape entered my blurry field of vision.
Squinting and focusing, I could tell it was a person coming from the opposite side.
Had they been drinking heavily even though it was broad daylight? That person was approaching with a strangely staggering gait.
Fortunately, the alley was a width where two people could barely pass by squeezing past each other.
Following the unspoken rule of Koreans, I plastered myself tightly against the right wall of the alley. And my head, following the unspoken rule of introverts, bowed politely down as I waited for the person to pass by.
As I expected, that person also tried to pass by me, sticking tightly to their own right wall.
Squish
'Whoa, whoa, a-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-'
The alley was clearly wide enough for two people to pass, but for that, one precondition was necessary.
To pass by while squeezing past each other with bodies completely pressed together.
As a result, I got to enjoy the sensation of that person, no, that gracious woman, with my entire body.
This softness, this fullness. The face hidden in the shadow of the hoodie was surely that of a lovely woman. She had been wearing a skirt from the start anyway.
This must be what it means to be grateful for a passing encounter, what else could it be?
While internally expressing infinite gratitude, I took a step forward to make this encounter a passing one.
Thud
"Uweh?"
But it seemed the other side had no such intention. The moment I tried to go my own way after we had passed each other, that woman strongly grabbed my wrist.
She, whom I had met by chance for the first time in this alley, didn't seem to intend to let me go. A wrist that showed no sign of slipping free even when I tried to subtly twist it.
...It seems force won't solve this.
Glances nervously...
Even if I rolled my eyes and just kept watching for cues, this wasn't something that would resolve itself.
In the end, I had no choice but to open my mouth with difficulty. As a 21-year veteran of the loner life, initiating conversation with people was truly a difficult task.
"Um, excuse me..."
"......"
"Is there something... the matter...?"
"......"
"Would it be okay... to ask...? No! I mean! It's not that I'm uncomfortable, just... it seems you have some business with me..."
"......"
Had I done something wrong?
Worried and anxious, I carefully chose my words and continued.
"If you would tell me what this is about, I'd be grateful... Kyaahk?!"
Crash thud!
I fell with a scream.
The cause was, needless to say, the woman before my eyes. She tripped me by hooking my foot.
Unlike when I was a man, my soft, pliant body collided with the ground. Normally, it should have hurt tremendously right now, but it wasn't to that extent.
She wrapped her arms around my body.
What kind of consideration is this from the person who made me fall?
It was while I was staring wide-eyed, not understanding what was happening.
Tug tug tug!
Unlike me, frozen in a daze, the woman didn't stop.
Without even a chance to protest, the buttons of my cardigan, pulled by her rough hands, flew off.
"Kyaaaah!! What are you doing?!"
Despite my fierce protest, the woman didn't stop.
"What the... what is it with you?! Who are you?!"
Having swiftly dealt with the cardigan, she laid her hands on my shirt.
"Ayeuk?!"
My left hand, swung to slap her cheek or something, was blocked by her arm.
After a brief tussle, she skillfully subdued both my hands and pinned them against the wall. Both arms were held above my head.
"Let go of this!!"
Even struggling with all my might, I couldn't break free at all. Next, I couldn't resist her hands attacking my shirt.
Pop pop pop, the buttons of my dress shirt helplessly coming undone.
"Help me!!! Help me!!!"
I shouted with all my strength, but even if I screamed in this deep alley, a rescue plea wouldn't reach the outside.
Meanwhile, the woman skillfully used one hand to remove not only the dress shirt but also the bra.
Jiggle...♥
Breasts boasting a massive weight, swaying.
"Heh..."
The cool air of the back alley tickled my nipples. It felt like the wind was licking the areolae as it passed.
"Hoo...! Hoo...!"
The woman breathed so roughly that I could feel her hot breath on my bare breasts, exposed outdoors in broad daylight.
Squish♥
Her rough hands, as excited as she was, began mercilessly groping my breasts.
"Eut...