Chapter 25
Chapter 25
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 25
Chapter Title: The Senior's Secret Exposed
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In front of the lounge.
The other first-years said they'd be here soon.
Once everyone's here, we can talk about the festival...
"Gonna hit the bathroom real quick."
"Sure."
I glanced around before pulling out my phone right away.
How far did she look?
'Recent app list.'
Luckily, the app list doesn't show Gallery or KakaoTalk.
She might've opened them and reset everything... but from what I can see now, it doesn't look like she touched much.
Just Chrome, basically. Nothing else.
I cautiously tapped the Chrome app. Just the blank main screen pops up.
'Access history.'
OnlyFans is in the recent history, sure.
But whether she actually opened it... hard to say. Doesn't look like she did.
She wouldn't have had time in that less-than-an-hour window...
"Haa."
Good, looks like she didn't see anything...
Gotta be more careful. Never thought something like this could happen in college.
'Twitter and Beolstar...'
No apps installed, so she must've gone through the websites.
Those two sites are at the top of the recent history.
For now, maybe delete them one by one...
'Oops.'
While clearing the history one by one, I accidentally tapped the Twitter entry.
A new tab opens, logging into Twitter automatically.
The blue screen greets me with auto-login.
'Huh?'
I don't have a Twitter account. Never signed up.
Senior must've logged in with this earlier...
Chrome has auto-save and auto-login options. Guess she didn't notice.
As it logs in, mentions start scrolling down.
!
I jump and check around.
Phew, no one's here.
'Skinny XXX Sect'
Wh-what is all this...
Under what looks like the senior's account, a bunch of photos I've never seen before are lined up.
"What the..."
Blurred 19+ pics...
At first, I thought she was just bored and looking at porn pics or something.
But this is different.
'Gasp...'
Left, right, upside down—it’s definitely that senior.
Face isn't fully clear, but the outfit... no doubt it's her.
Photos from recent to old ones, scrolling endlessly...
And below them, comments and likes in the hundreds, thousands.
"What the..."
This is insane. People actually do this...
Not that I can talk, with my OnlyFans gig.
But finding out a female senior in my department does it? Shocking.
What, do we attract each other like magnets? How does an OnlyFans guy end up swapping phones with a sexting girl?
"..."
Whatever, it happens. Personal tastes, right?
As long as it's not bothering anyone, it's fine.
Problem is, I saw it.
Doesn't seem like she boldly opened Twitter in the department room...
Maybe in the bathroom?
No way, that doesn't make sense. Even if curious, going into this on someone else's phone? Way too careless.
"Heh heh..."
If you've never dealt with this, mistakes happen. Unless you've lent your phone to tons of delinquents like me, you'd slip up.
How often do you even borrow someone else's phone? She probably took mine just to mess with me 'cause I pissed her off...
If she'd been caught before, she'd be careful. But of all people, me.
OnlyFans star meets sexting sharer...
This is epic...
"What're you looking at?"
"Uh... nothing."
I shoved the phone back in.
Feels like I saw something I shouldn't have. Kinda unsettled.
"Alright, Seung-hyeon handles picking the booth spot for now.
Jeong-yi, you do money management and totals."
"Sure."
"Think 1 million won will cut it? Seniors said it would..."
"No idea..."
The lounge.
The festival talk wrapped up without much fuss.
Menus, budgets—stuff the seniors had experience with, so no big debates.
The real issue: how to draw a crowd...
Menus and prices are standard everywhere.
It's all about hawking.
Before, they had female students dress sexy or do cosplay to lure people.
But that sparked controversies and incidents...
This year: no hawking by female students. Period.
So most worries were about attracting customers.
"Ugh... cross-dressing... cross-dressing..."
The most realistic idea: guys in drag.
Either go full ridiculous or pretty enough to pass as girls to pull aggro.
If no girls, turn guys into girls!
"Yeah, competing on looks alone won't work."
Hot guys aren't just in our department—they're everywhere.
Can't bank on that.
Most realistic: drag or thin margins.
"Ah—whatever. Gotta head to class."
"Me too."
"Yeah, let's call it here for today."
Everyone yawned and stood up.
I’ve got class in 30 minutes too.
After that, it'll be dinner time. Eat and head home...
"I'm out too."
"See ya."
The few first-years scattered.
Ju Ye-jin left early for class. Kim Myeong-jun waved goodbye.
Lounge empty now, just me... I tidied up the scribbled notes.
"Sigh..."
But who's doing the cross-dressing?
All dark-skinned guys, soccer players with massive calves...
Sure, ridiculous drag could work. But what if it backfires...?
They glanced at me during the talk.
They licked their chops. I'm skinny, sure, but no model face. Drag won't make me stand out much.
'Ah, whatever.'
Already tired. Festival planning's too much for a loser like me. Overwhelming.
"Sigh..."
I gathered the papers and stood.
Then, thumping footsteps from below.
Wh-who? Those urgent steps.
"Ha, ha, gasp."
Gasp.
Eye contact with the female senior who took my phone earlier.
She spots me and flinches to a stop.
I bow reflexively.
"H-hi, senior."
Funny greeting her again after seeing that, but whatever.
She ignores it, scans around me.
Everyone's long gone. Just me in the lounge.
"H-hey. S-sit down."
Her face looks flushed red.
...Did she... just now... realize?
"Y-yes."
I sit back down.
Silence across the table.
She's clutching her head, sweating bullets.
"..."
"..."
Senior peeks up at me.
I look back, playing dumb as best I can.
"Hey..."
"Y-yes?"
"You... saw it."
Her voice trembles like an earthquake.
I desperately play ignorant.
"Saw... what?"
"Fuck..."
Shit! No talent for acting! My voice shakes too.
Senior despairs, head down again.
Heavy silence, hard to breathe. Even I'm solemn...
"Wh-why'd you click on that... fuck..."
"I-I didn't see anything."
"You idiot, login history shows up. It logs if you went in again on your phone."
"..."
I shut up.
No, seriously, why go into that on someone else's phone...
"I-I won't tell anyone, promise..."
"You little shit..."
Pretending I didn't see won't erase it? Her face turns fierce.
No, what do you want from me!
Hey hey. Isn't this too careless? Browsing that on a junior's phone? Heh... maybe strip down first.
Can't blackmail like that, fuck!
"Hey... fuck... how far... did you see..."
"J-just... the top few pics..."
"Aaaah—."
Sis slams her head on the table.
Shaking bad, not right in the head.
Wh-what do I do? Don't know what to say. Not even my fault, but I'm flustered.
Just blackmail her? Might be easiest for both?
No, fuck! Brain freeze, total chaos.
"Ha..."
Sis lifts her head, face like she's about to cry.
Much paler now. Can't grasp what to say.
Nothing I can say either. Just "I'll forget I saw it..."
"I-I'm good at keeping secrets..."
She glares daggers. What do you want...
Tears welling up, about to burst.
"Sniff..."
...She breaks down crying.
Suddenly bawling her eyes out.
Why... why cry? I didn't threaten her...
"H-here..."
I grab tissues from the side and hand them over.
She doesn't take them, just sobs endlessly.
No trace of that fierce vibe—just a normal girl senior now.
"Why'd you piss me off... If you hadn't annoyed me, it'd be fine... Why'd the Wi-Fi crap out then..."
"..."
Why blame me...
Maybe it is my fault... If I hadn't blabbed about sending Kim Myeong-jun on that group date, this wouldn't have happened...
But running a bold account like that with such fragile mentality... Say it and die?
"Sniff."
She takes the tissues, wipes endless tears.
No use... more keep coming...
"Hey fuck... if you tell, you're dead..."
"I-I won't say a word."
Almost said, "Don't worry, I do OnlyFans too!" Just stuck to no.
"If you tell, I'll kill you..."
With that mentality, she'll probably off herself first... I nod anyway.
Earlier she felt like a scary 175cm cool beauty senior. Now just a whiny 160cm crybaby...
"This is so fucking unfair..."
Life's unfair... Should've been careful.
Tempting lines to rile her up swirl in my head. Good thing I'm tight-lipped. If I spat them out, it'd be mutual destruction.
"Hey."
"Y-yes."
"Give me a nude pic of you."
"...Pardon?"
Brain short-circuited from shock?
Senior drops an absurd demand.
"Can't trust you if only I have a weakness.
You gotta give something too. Right?"
"W-well, yeah, but..."
I don't have a habit of taking nudes?
Would have to go home and take one—takes time. And no plans to.
"Send one now. Quick, one pic."
"I-I don't have any like that?"
"Bullshit. Then go to the bathroom and snap a dick pic!"
Lower your voice, fuck!
Tears gone, just fuming senior left.
I check the time. Class... gotta go. Listening to her whine'll make me late.
"Senior, I have class..."
"No, give me the dick pic... right now..."
"Senior, someone'll hear!"
She clings to me.
No, fuck, why! We're in the same boat, we get it. You should've been careful!
"I swear I'm tight-lipped..."
"Won't send till you do, fuck..."
Crazy flying senior...
I sigh. She's dead set on no send-back till I do.
Class first, so calm her down...
"I-I'll send later. Home later."
"For real? Kakao it. I'll check."
"Y-yes. Gotta go to class, really late."
Sis lets go of my clothes.
I hurriedly pack to leave, but she's standing there dazed.
Smeared eye makeup from tears...
Full-grown adult looking like a hamster...
"Senior, go inside... I swear I keep secrets..."
"...I'll trust you, really..."
Sis nods through sniffles.
Industry folks don't snitch.
And it'd hurt me more... Dream's quiet college life till graduation...