Chapter 2

“Exactly.”  

Despite the obvious tension on his face, Enoch answered as if nothing was wrong. His ears, however, turned red as if they were on fire from embarrassment.  

It was clear that he didn’t even remember her confession. Hazel cleared her throat unnecessarily, trying to change the subject.  

“If there’s anything you don’t know, feel free to ask. I’ll answer as much as I can.”  

Hazel deliberately stepped ahead, descending the stairs first. She needed a moment to cool her flushed face, which had heated up fiercely.  

‘But how could we meet here?’  

Meeting her first love at work, whom she thought she’d never see again, was shocking enough to leave her astonished.  

Because of this, Hazel found herself entertaining ridiculous hopes. 

Could my failed first love finally come true this time?  

***

Since Professor Carlo, who was in charge of the fencing department, had taken a leave of absence and entrusted all his materials to Hazel, the task of handing over the work fell to her.  

According to the rules, the handover should take place during working hours, but she had no time to spare, so she decided to do it after completing all her other schedules.  

‘How could he look even more attractive than before?’  

After finishing her work, when the sky had already turned pitch black, Hazel unconsciously adjusted her hair and checked her reflection in the mirror.  

‘…This should be fine, right?’  

She repeatedly straightened her already neat outfit, convincing herself that she wasn’t holding onto lingering feelings but was merely maintaining basic courtesy between people.  

Though the unexpected encounter had briefly raised her hopes, that was all. After all, one shouldn’t even look at fruit they can’t eat.  

It was a little puzzling that she hadn’t heard any news of his marriage yet, but since they weren’t close in the first place, Hazel quickly dismissed the thought.  

As the appointed time approached, Hazel gathered the documents and headed to the fencing department’s faculty office.  

‘Anyway, I’m just helping as a regular academy colleague, right? I’m not helping because I expect something in return. It’s only natural for a senior to help a new professor. This place must feel unfamiliar. He probably doesn’t know many people here. Isn’t that right?’  

While trying to shake off her nervousness by mentally reassuring herself, Hazel arrived at the floor where Enoch’s office was located.  

All the students had returned to their dormitories, and only the offices of professors who hadn’t left yet were brightly lit. Enoch’s room was no exception.  

Standing in front of the door, Hazel swallowed hard and knocked. Knock, knock. Even after knocking twice, there was no response from inside.  

‘Did he step out for a moment?’  

After a brief hesitation, Hazel knocked again. Once again, there was no reply. She pressed her ear lightly against the door but couldn’t hear any signs of life.  

‘Did he step out for a moment?’  

Thinking she would wait inside if the door was open, Hazel turned the doorknob.  

Taking a step inside, she froze in her tracks. The documents she had been holding slipped from her hands and fell to the floor.  

What was this?  

In the heavy silence, Hazel thought she was hallucinating from exhaustion. Otherwise, there was no way he would be in such a state.  

However, she soon had to accept that she wasn’t dreaming. At that very moment, ‘it’ vigorously spurted out a white, viscous substance.  

“…What are you doing right now?”  

Sticky liquid dripped down the veins protruding from the back of his hand. He, who had just ej*culated, let out a languid breath and turned his gaze toward her.  

“What does it look like? I was doing this.”  

He made a gesture as if to demonstrate, casually moving his hand up and down. Hazel instinctively took a step back, startled.  

Her mind went blank, unable to process the situation. It was clear as day that he had been m*sturbating. Yet, she couldn’t comprehend anything beyond that.  

Why was Enoch, her first love, m*sturbating in an academy office?  

The fact that her first love was m*sturbating in the office and that she had witnessed him ej*culating with her own eyes made her feel as if her brain had frozen.  

Even though she was merely listing undeniable facts, reality felt surreal. Her heart pounded as if she had stumbled upon a crime scene.  

While Enoch, who had committed the act, looked as if nothing was wrong, Hazel, as if she were the guilty one, felt restless and uneasy.  

Enoch, who was calmly observing Hazel trembling with a pale face, smiled faintly and asked,  

“Want to help?”  

“Wh-why would I?”  

Her voice trembled like a bleating goat. However, Enoch, as if unconcerned, smiled faintly and replied,  

“Now that it’s come to this, you might as well help, right? Honestly, it’d be kind of hot.”  

Would it really?  

No, what do I mean, “would it really”? Is that even a reasonable thing to say?!  

Hazel, momentarily distracted by Enoch’s handsome face, quickly regained her senses. All she could do was let out a hollow laugh.  

“No, I mean, why should I do that?!”  

“You saw it.”  

“S-saw what?”  

“You saw me m*sturbating.”  

Hazel’s jaw dropped at his absurd claim.  

While she stared at him in disbelief, Enoch, who had already ej*culated once, casually stroked his member as if it were no big deal.  

‘…Why is it getting hard again?’  

Normally, after ej*culating once, it would subside to some extent. But that wasn’t the case with him. On the contrary, it seemed as though he was just getting started.  

His gl*ns, standing tall and firm, glistened with fluid, as if illuminated by its own spotlight. Hazel unconsciously swallowed dryly and clenched her fists, trying to snap herself out of it.