Dormitory 3 (8)
Sure enough, there's nothing on this path. It's just a monotonous stretch curving gently into the distance. Unlike the other side, there are no benches or bushes here—no place to hide at all. Sister must've hidden it on the opposite path after all. But since I haven't run into Jong-woo or Tae-min yet, it's starting to feel dangerous now. I have no idea where they are anymore; they could pop out any second. My heart squeezes tight. The terror of getting caught right now mixes with the delicious thrill of being out here naked... it keeps scrambling my brain.
I should slip along the side of the path to stay hidden, but my foggy head can't string thoughts together. So I just keep going like before, striding down the middle like it's no big deal. As I wander on in a daze, the brightly lit convenience store sign comes into view. A little farther, and I'll hit the three-way intersection. And then... I hear shoes scraping faintly on the asphalt. No doubt—it's Jong-woo and Tae-min. Only then does clarity hit me like a bucket of cold water. Fear surges through me like ice flowing down my spine, filling every inch of my body.
Why the hell am I walking right in the middle of the path? Have I lost my mind? If they come around the corner and spot me head-on, how am I supposed to run? I'm not some crazy bitch desperate to get caught. But even as reason kicks in, the hot throbbing in my lower belly intensifies. I hurry into the trees lining the path. The bushes underfoot stroke my thin skin like hundreds of tiny fingers, and sticky spiderwebs snag my face—chilling. The stinging pain spreading across my skin blends with excitement into a dizzying rush.
One tree trunk barely covers my whole body, and their footsteps are getting closer... I could get spotted any second. But my hypersensitive skin turns every rustling leaf into waves of pleasure rippling through me. I feel like I'm melting like hot wax. This suffocating thrill is insanely good. Reason screams to run, but desire begs to savor this vertigo a little longer—they clash in my head. No, stay hidden. Getting caught would be a disaster. I clap a hand over my mouth and press against the wall. Footsteps crunch right in front of me. Then Jong-woo and Tae-min start chatting.
"Hey, she really out here? I don't see her anywhere."
"We saw her room was empty earlier. She's gotta be hiding around here."
"We don't even have proof that slut's really flashing her pussy, and here we are sweating our asses off in the middle of the night."
Their silhouettes slip past in the pitch-black shadows. I'm hiding behind a tree by the path, but they're terrifyingly close. Close enough that if they turned, they'd catch my pale shoulder poking out, or the full outline of my bare ass. But they just yawn lazily and shuffle on. A sigh—relief? Regret?—slips through my fingers. My dirty palm's slick with spit, reeking weirdly. That was... so close. The electric fear of it all, the thrill... it was so good it scared me. Even terrified of getting caught, that rush feels amazing. Relief and emptiness mix as I exhale again.
I peek out—they're vanishing around the curve. Gone in seconds, leaving me alone in the quiet dark. I scramble out from behind the tree. No guts to reclaim the center now, so I hug the edge, heading opposite their direction. We just passed each other, so it should be safe for a bit... right? But another problem looms. The convenience store's already in sight. Unlike the dim campus shadows, it's blazing bright, pushing back the dark like stage lights.
To skirt the intersection and take the other path, I have to pass right by it. Hiding in the gloom was risky but doable; under that glare, there's no way I'd stay unseen. And yet, I have to go through. The transparent glass doors reveal everything inside—and from there, they'd see me clear as day. Is anyone in there? Probably. At least one clerk or part-timer. But that's not the point. I must get past it. No detour exists. Even the alley to the building's behind me. ...And Jong-woo and Tae-min are back there. Can't go back. My chest pounds. Deep breath. One step. Another. Like an actress crossing the stage, I walk the path. Imaginary eyes bore into me, terror and tiny thrills prickling down my spine. It feels so good. This situation where someone might see, where getting caught would ruin me—I love it.
Once past the intersection, my shadow stretches long behind me. The bright light paints it like reaching fingers toward my ankles. Tension swallows my dry gulp. My heart's thumping so loud it's annoying. It's not really grabbing my leg, but my steps slow anyway. If someone's watching me from behind right now... I wouldn't know. Naked as I am, they'd see everything from my back—my total exposure—and I wouldn't have a clue. This razor-edge thrill clenches between my legs. My thighs gleam clean amid the dirt and grime everywhere else. Each high step up the steepening slope draws my eye, making my heart race. Out here like this, so turned on... squirting so much my legs are spotless. Pervert. Cumrag slut. Bitch in heat dying to flash anyone. I know what happens if I'm caught, but I can't stop getting off on it—a filthy rag who can't hold back.
Self-loathing words flood my mind. What would Yeji say? Imagining her mocking voice, I degrade myself further. Each stab of shame twists into fiercer pleasure. Before I know it, I've crested the hill—the pavilion in front of the dorm looms ahead. Lost in self-hatred, I climbed the steep path without noticing. Ah, the key. Gotta find it... I scan around belatedly—nothing stands out. No silver glint on the benches or bushes. It should've sparkled in passing, but I missed it entirely. So the only spot left... that trash can.
Sister wouldn't bother hiding it carefully. She probably wouldn't veer off her usual path just to tuck it away. But this route's familiar... and with her weird request, she likely chucked it nearby right after leaving the dorm. Have to check. The thought alone repulses me... but no other choice now. What if it's not there...?No, don't think that. I shove down the anxious flutter. No other way.