The Beginning of Depravity (1)
The message from Yu-mi filled Seonghwan with a secret thrill and a naughty anticipation, but it also piled on a heap of worry.
Because of the time he'd spent with Yu-mi, he'd ended up having to pick up an extra shift at his part-time job unexpectedly. Of course, it was time Seonghwan didn't regret one bit, but now that his dad had him in the doghouse, he couldn't even afford to dawdle on his way home anymore—overnight stays were off the table.
But hey, what guy turns down an invite from a knockout like her?
Whoa. Yu-mi senior bailed midway through a drinking party?
Regardless of how much alcohol she could handle, Yu-mi loved drinking, loved parties, and especially cherished booze-ups with the club seniors and her same-year crew. As an only child, she surprisingly felt loneliness a lot and soaked up the party vibe hard because of it. She'd once told Seonghwan that out of all her friends from freshman year, the club room members clicked with her the most.
Seonghwan's workplace was near the main gate of Korea University. Pretty much all the commercial spots clustered around there. The back gate area was full of old houses or recently built villas.
Why tell me to come to the back? Well, there are some pubs over there, I guess.
The street dubbed Korea University's "bright side and dark side." The main gate dazzled with bright lights, signs, and big roads leading to towering buildings and the vibrant college district of Daehak-ro, bordering multiple universities and buzzing with nightlife. But head to the back gate, and you'd find rundown old homes and villas, the quiet and eerie streets giving off a spooky vibe between the nation's top university churning out elites—like it sat right at the divide between wealth and poverty.
But in reality, when Korea University was built, the residential area boomed with student goshiwons and one-room rentals, becoming a lifeline for the neighborhood. And yeah, the distance between the main gate and back gate was huge.
"Ugh... this sucks. Shoulda just taken the bus?"
Buses stopping at the main gate headed next to the back gate route, so students picked stops based on whether their classes were closer to front or back. Seonghwan, not thinking it through, walked for over 20 minutes before reaching the back gate.
There, he spotted Yu-mi in a thick long coat, blowing on her hands to warm them.
"Hey? Yu-mi senior!!"
Feeling bad for keeping her waiting, Seonghwan yelled out to let her know he was there. Yu-mi turned at his voice, spotted him, and broke into a bright smile as she approached.
Hnnng.
Seeing her beaming after clearly waiting so long made Seonghwan's heart pound without warning.
"You're late. Walked here?"
"Yeah. Haven't walked in ages, forgot how far the gates are apart. Damn, now I feel awful. You wait long?"
"Nah, not long. Just till I was about to freeze solid."
"Ack!"
Yu-mi chuckled at his exaggerated reaction, satisfied, then grabbed his arm and started walking.
"Uh...? Where we headed? Timing's kinda off, and the other seniors are probably still boozing somewhere."
"You know the spots. Only pubs and chicken joints at the main gate intersection, right?"
"Ah......."
From her words, Seonghwan knew his hunch was right.
Mincheol senior was there, probably still is, and to keep me from running into him, she's dragging me all the way to this far back gate out of consideration?
Even thinking that, he couldn't shake the nagging unease.
This feels straight-up like we're having an affair. Nah, can't deny I've already fucked Yu-mi senior.
Keeping pace with her steps, Seonghwan glanced sideways at her profile.
She looks kinda excited...?
Yu-mi's face had this faint, sparkling smile, like a little girl buzzing for a field trip, full of mysterious flutter.
She that eager to grab drinks with me?
Up till then, he'd figured she just wanted a quick chat over beers at a pub. But then.
"Wait, where we going? This just leads to villa alley."
"Quit yapping and follow."
Pulled along by her firm tone, Seonghwan scanned the street.
Am I getting lured to some dark corner? Like Mincheol senior waiting with a bat...?
Chasing after her, glancing around tensely, Yu-mi finally stopped in front of a building.
".....?"
Realizing they'd arrived, Seonghwan looked around—no bars, no cafes, nothing.
Pointing at the building in front of them, Yu-mi asked his baffled self,
"Whaddya think of this place?"
"Huh?"
She was pointing at a four-story one-room building, fairly clean compared to surroundings—newish enough to call semi-recent.
"Uh... looks decent, but why here?"
"Rooms are 6 pyeong each. Pretty big for a one-room."
"Ah, yeah. But still, why here..?"
"Takes a bit over 10 minutes to the back gate—walkable. Convenience store nearby, mart and cafes a short stroll down. Livable spot."
"..........."
Seonghwan was speechless as she boasted about the place like it was hers.
Did she win the lottery and buy it? Or moonlight as a realtor?
"Yu-mi senior? So... why'd you bring me here...?"
"Oh? To show you around the place!"
"Here? Whose place?"
"Mine."
"........??"
****
Seonghwan had suspected Yu-mi hit the jackpot and bought the building, but no.
"Had a close same-year friend who lived in Siheung. Commute sucked without good transit, couldn't get dorms. Had to rent a one-room. But she signed a two-year lease on impulse?"
The story went like this: Her friend struggled commuting from home, checked dorms but no luck. Parents helped financially, so she rented—but signed two years considering remaining semesters. Most college kids do one-year short terms, but she got played by the realtor's silver tongue.
No big penalties for breaking early in tenant-friendly leases, but the catch: to get her deposit back mid-term, a new tenant had to take over.
Her friend, heading abroad for studies, waited till the last minute, but no taker. Anxious, she spilled to Yu-mi.
So Yu-mi senior stepped in for a one-year takeover? She's that generous?
Seeing his dumbfounded face, Yu-mi burst out laughing.
"Don't look at me like that. You think I'd move here paying full rent outta pocket?"
"Then why the sudden decision? And last week you said you were commuting from home. But looks like you've been here a while with all this stuff."
"Not last week—up till yesterday, back and forth from home. Moved stuff over the weekend, got settled. Planned to stay here from last month, but Mom went to the countryside for sick grandma. Figured I'd handle Dad's meals, so stayed home. Mom's back today? Time to crash here for real."
"Whoa.... But why get your own place all of a sudden?"
Yu-mi opened the fridge, grabbed beers, handed one to Seonghwan, cracked hers, and took a refreshing swig.
"Fwaaah. Crisp. Good stuff? Try it."
"Huh? Oh, yeah."
Seonghwan took it, cracked it, chugged deep.
Puha.
Yu-mi grinned at his satisfied exhale.
"Refreshing, right? Crisp?"
"Yeah. Thirsty as hell, beer's hitting perfect. Feels alive."
"Exactly!"
"Huh?"
She clapped, reacting like his words held deep meaning, leaving him flustered.
Just saying the fridge beer's cold and satisfying? Good fridge performance?
"That refreshment. The chill. The quench."
"......Uh?"
At his blank stare, she continued.
"Felt stuffy. Boring too. Took college seriously freshman year, never imagined it'd get this dull. Club life's fun, but still lacking."
"Wanna live independent for a year, no interference. Snapped up the chance hearing about my friend's place."
"Beer whenever while studying, eat what I crave, no curfew for nights out. Ponder my future solo. Crave that alone time."
"Convinced my parents? Only child moving out ain't easy, but they okayed it. Cover costs too. Living expenses on me, but I've saved plenty."
Bottom line: Wild free-for-all solo living for a year. No issues. She talked big about indulging, but Yu-mi wasn't the reckless type. Not like a rebellious runaway.
Seonghwan thought so—till her next words.
"And wanna fuck freely too."
"Pfft?!"
Beer sprayed the living room, but Yu-mi casually grabbed wet wipes.
Watching her wipe, Seonghwan sat stunned, replaying it.
Fuck? With who? Me? Mincheol senior? Or octopus legs? 'Live wild' means that? Open-minded or open-legged?
As if reading him, she explained.
"Secret from Mincheol senior—this place, me going independent, all of it. You only. Don't tell a soul."
Only Seonghwan knew this secret space.
He got the implication.
"Wh-why?"
"Independence ain't just from parents."
Mysterious, but he guessed.
Mincheol senior's obsession with Yu-mi senior ain't news.
"You breaking up with Mincheol senior...?"
"Not yet."
She smiled back at him.
"Wha...?"
She stopped tidying, set her beer on the table, sidled up. Showed her phone.
"See? Mincheol senior's blown up my phone."
"Oh, yeah... He's always calling a lot."
"He probably thinks I'm home. Didn't say I went elsewhere."
"..........."
Sitting beside him, Yu-mi rubbed his pant leg.
"Ahh, quick booze got me buzzed already."
This the 'solo girl gets tipsy easy' legend? Hnnng?
Her 'buzzed' hand blatantly stroked the bulge in his pants. The stimulation made it swell instantly; embarrassed, Seonghwan turned away.
But Yu-mi ignored, unbuttoned, unzipped.
His cock strained hugely against his boxers. Her sticky gaze on the white fabric tent.
Her hand caressed the boxers, then yanked them down.
Ignoring them at his thighs, she slowly stroked his erect cock.
Staring drunkenly at the swollen shaft, she finally took it in her mouth.