Leisure Time (10) — Professor's Provocation
“.....”
“.....”
After finishing my dawn walk and stepping into the gym, Dad glances at me once without a word before turning his gaze away again. I don’t feel like talking to you either. I brush off the cold shoulder with one of my own and head up the stairs inside the gym. On the next floor, I open the front door and walk in.
The faces I don’t want to see greet me one after another. This time it’s my little brother.
“...Noona.”
“...Going to school?”
“...”
He keeps his mouth shut, doesn’t answer, and just walks past me. I don’t bother turning around and head straight into my room.
....?
The moment I close the door, something starts to feel off. What is this? Where did I just go? I remember leaving the house while everyone else was still asleep, and I remember walking somewhere after that... but after that, nothing. I can’t recall where I was or what I did until the sun came up.
“...What the hell...”
....My head feels dizzy. It’s like my body is sinking underwater. I can’t remember anything.
It’s nothing worth worrying about. Just a simple thing.
“...No need... to worry...”
What is this? I don’t know what it is, but a calm, quiet voice is speaking. I can’t make out the words... but it feels good....♡
....
“....Hng?!”
What? Did I just zone out? Standing in the middle of the room, I flinch when I feel drool running down my chin and quickly wipe it off with my sleeve.
“Shit, how embarrassing.”
Maybe I’m just tired. I should wash up, get some sleep, and head down to the gym in the afternoon when it’s less crowded. My brother’s at school and Dad’s working downstairs, so the house is empty. Whatever the reason, I strip off my sweat-soaked clothes and underwear and walk out into the living room.
I pass through the living room and toss the clothes into the washing machine, but something’s smeared on my panties.
“Is this blood... and what else?”
Red blood and some white, sticky, smelly fluid right in the center of the fabric.
...
“My period’s still far off.”
Don’t think about it. I’m probably just exhausted. I throw the panties into the washer too, walk back through the living room, enter the bathroom, lock the door, and turn on the water.
The cold water gradually warms, then grows hot, soaking my hair and running down my neck as the heat spreads through my whole body.
Maybe my head’s overheating. I keep thinking about that kid. I know I shouldn’t, but the thoughts won’t stop. Now it doesn’t even matter anymore.
“....”
Im Chan-woo. After beating that bastard up, I won’t run into him by chance again. Maybe it’s for the best. No... I don’t think I’ll ever forget him. He was the only person I believed would understand how different I am. Yet in an instant, he left my side. More precisely, he left my brother... but asking him to understand my feelings was just forcing my thoughts on him anyway.
“...I miss him.”
Why was I even born like this?
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“Huh? She likes me?”
“That’s what I heard. I was pretty surprised too.”
“So... Su-a unni swings that way?”
“Looks like it.”
On the way to school in the morning, I told Chae-yun about what happened at dawn and ended up revealing Su-a’s secret. Even Chae-yun, who had been close with Su-a for a whole year—not exactly a short time—looked like she had never noticed.
“So there really is something you don’t know.”
“Of course I wouldn’t. I’ve dated guys before, but I’ve never felt that way about a girl...”
“To think you’d charm both ‘siblings’ at once. I have to admit, that’s impressive.”
“It’s not like I was trying to charm anyone.”
Whether she took my teasing as a compliment or not, Chae-yun giggles and twirls a strand of her long hair around her finger, looking embarrassed. Sometimes I really can’t tell if she’s oblivious or not.
While we were joking around, we arrived at school. As usual, Chae-yun and I said goodbye and went our separate ways into our classrooms. It had only been two days since the weekend, yet it felt strangely like I hadn’t been here in ages. Maybe because so much happened over the weekend. Or maybe because of the weird atmosphere in this space right now.
The classroom definitely feels... how should I put it? A bit chaotic? I think I’ve felt this kind of mood last week too. Something’s off, but I head to my usual spot in the corner anyway, drop my bag on the desk, rest my arms on the table, and prop up my chin in silence. Naturally, the conversations around me start drilling into my ears.
“...Professor, she seems a little different lately...”
“...Her vibe is kinda...”
“I greeted her earlier and she touched my arm.”
“Quit bullshitting, you idiot.”
“...She smelled really good.”
...Yeah, this doesn’t feel good. I accidentally overheard something I shouldn’t have ignored. Professor Han Hui-ju used to be timid, quiet, and gentle. Did Chae-yun do something to her yesterday? Technically, I’m the one who ordered it, but still...
The classroom is filled with talk about Hui-ju. I told them to make her less noticeable, and now she’s become a celebrity. Great. I keep a straight face while sweating coldly and staring out the window, wondering what to do, when the very person causing all this commotion bursts through the door.
Looking at her, I can see why the rumors are spreading. Her style has completely changed. The skirt that used to be long and neat now barely covers her underwear. Her long hair is tied up to emphasize her large chest. Under the suit jacket she’s wearing out of some sense of decency despite the cold weather is a sleeveless shirt. Overall, more skin than fabric is showing. And that person is Professor Hui-ju.
“...Shit.”
I mutter the curse under my breath and lower my head. Where the hell did she even get that outfit? Isn’t that the kind of teacher outfit you only see in AVs? This is insane. I really am going crazy.
I lift my head again, unsure what to do, and look at Hui-ju. Whether she didn’t see me or pretended not to, she continues speaking confidently.
“Where were we last time?♡”
The chaotic lecture finally ends. The guys leaving the classroom have all kinds of expressions—some pale, some flushed like they’re about to explode. Hui-ju told me to wait, so I’m sitting in the professor’s office. I have a few things to say to her too.
I’d been sitting there for about five minutes when the door opens and Hui-ju walks in. She dramatically shrugs off the jacket she’d been wearing and tosses it onto the sofa.
“Whew, good work today. It’s hot, isn’t it?”
“No, it’s cold.”
“It’s spring and you’re cold?”
She crosses her legs and sits on the sofa across from me, smiling faintly. For a moment, I see Chae-yun in her expression.
“..What are you thinking? Chae-yun definitely told you not to do anything noticeable.”
“She said this much is fine♡ Hehe...”
She hasn’t even been sitting long before she stands up and walks toward me. She sits right beside me and brings her lips to my ear.
“I also know exactly what I’m supposed to do...♡”
A sweet breath and soft voice brush against my ear.
“I wore this for you today, you know. I’m a little hurt you didn’t notice.”
Her long, soft hand reaches out and gently strokes my crotch over my pants.
“...What the hell are you thinking?”
“....♡”
She’s similar to Chae-yun, but I don’t feel the same unchanging affection. And that faint sense of danger that’s been ringing in my ears since earlier.
‘Something’s up.’
‘She’s planning something else.’
‘What is it?’
It doesn’t seem dangerous, but hiding something from me isn’t exactly a good situation either. So I asked, and without saying a word, she licks her upper lip the way Chae-yun does, then speaks.
“As expected, you noticed right away...”
“What the—?!”
Before I can answer, she pushes me down onto the sofa and climbs on top of me.
“As expected, you can easily see through my true intentions! I guess that’s why Mother likes you. But honestly, I don’t trust you that much.”
She lifts her already short skirt and shows me her pantyhose.
“So instead of the memories shoved into my head, I want to judge you with my own body...♡”
Without giving me a chance to reply, she unzips my pants, pulls out my cock, and gently strokes it with her hand.
“Satisfy me.”
“Haa...”
After saying that, she gets off me, turns around, and sticks out her ass wrapped in black stockings, swaying it teasingly as if showing off. The late-setting sunlight filters through the window, making the smooth texture of the stockings look even sleeker.
“Now, do your best♡”
Provoked by Hui-ju rubbing my cock with her feet in that position, I decide to play along just this once.
“I’ll make sure you can’t crawl back up again.”