Chapter 2

Arriving at the café where she worked part-time, Seo Eunha let out a sigh at something she hadn’t expected. Then, a large hand suddenly appeared in front of her.

The hand lightly touched Seo Eunha’s fingertips.

“Are you tired?”

She never imagined her high school junior would start working at the same place from today.

With his blunt face and large build, he gave off an intimidating vibe, but his eyes were full of concern.

They had been quite close, so Seo Eunha knew he was actually a kind person.

“No, I’m fine.”

At her cold reply, he nodded expressionlessly. But seeing his eyebrows droop made Seo Eunha feel a little guilty.

‘He’s actually quite sensitive. Why did he have to come here?’

Seo Eunha bit her lip.

Yeo Dohun.

He was Seo Eunha’s high school crush, and the one who rejected her confession.

He was blunt but always took care of her, so she thought he felt the same way!

After that, she was so embarrassed that she ignored his messages and dated other guys to get over him, but she never expected to run into him like this.

“I didn’t know you worked here, Senior.”

She didn’t respond to his muttered words. Pretending not to hear, she focused on her work and felt his gaze sneaking glances at her.

She didn’t look, but she could sense his sullen mood.

‘Is he hoping to get close again to the person he rejected?’

It had been two years, so maybe she could have moved on, but apparently, she had liked Yeo Dohun more than she thought.

It was hard to face the adult version of Yeo Dohun, who had shed his high school image and become more composed and well-built.

“Um, Senior Eunha. I think you changed your phone number, could you give it to me later…….”

“Yeo Dohun. Please talk about personal matters later.”

His black eyes stared at her, then slowly blinked. Rubbing the back of his neck, Yeo Dohun nodded slowly, looking embarrassed.

“Sorry. I was just happy to see you after so long, so I slipped up.”

That’s what she liked about him!!

She couldn’t show it, but her grip on the cup she was washing tightened.

With his blank face and large build, peers found Yeo Dohun a bit scary, but he was actually cute—why didn’t people notice?

‘Now that I think about it, he kind of resembles that guy from the subway.’

Not physically, but the man called Minwoo from the subway overlapped with Yeo Dohun in her mind.

Why was that? The innocent Yeo Dohun before her didn’t seem like someone who’d enjoy being dominated like that.

‘Would Yeo Dohun be forceful in bed? No, knowing his personality, he’d probably be gentle. Or maybe, like the subway guy, he secretly likes being dominated?’

Come to think of it, when her s*xual desire was at its peak, she often fantasized about Yeo Dohun while m*sturbating.

She had imagined teasing the innocent guy in front of her or having a sweet relationship as lovers.

If they were dating now, maybe they’d do naughty things away from customers’ eyes. What would it feel like if his big hand suddenly lifted her skirt and teased her in secret?

Seo Eunha suddenly felt her underwear getting wet. Heat rushed through her whole body.

It was always like this. Yeo Dohun endlessly made Seo Eunha feel lewd and thirsty.

‘No, what if I teased Yeo Dohun this time?’

She thought of the woman in the subway. If she could grope Yeo Dohun’s b*tt as he nervously started his first part-time job—

Her vision blurred. It was a strange feeling. Seo Eunha recognized it. It was the phenomenon that occurred when someone’s lewd fantasy became reality.

‘But whose fantasy is this?’

She looked around, but no scene was unfolding. Blinking slowly, Seo Eunha swallowed. A strange tension wrapped her body.

She glanced back. Yeo Dohun’s broad shoulders were covered by a black apron.

‘Crazy.’

She thought it was someone else’s business, but could her own fantasy become reality too?

She silently screamed in shock, looking around. It was as quiet as if time had stopped, and the customers in the shop weren’t moving at all.

Yeo Dohun was frozen like a paused video, so she called out to him just in case.

“Yeo Dohun.”

Despite her nervousness, her voice came out stiff, but he didn’t answer. It wasn’t a distance where he couldn’t hear, and he wasn’t the type to ignore her.

Seo Eunha’s eyes trembled in confusion.

“C-crazy. Hey. Dohun, can’t you hear me?”

Whenever she called him without honorifics, he’d blush and secretly like it, but now his face was still blank. No, technically, it was frozen.

Seo Eunha swept her face with her hand, thinking hard.

‘Is this really my fantasy? Then I can really imagine whatever I want?’

Usually, someone’s lewd fantasy only ended when the person reached a certain level of satisfaction. So what was her own satisfaction point?

At least, it wouldn’t end with just a h*ndjob. Her face paled. D*mn, she’d graduated from basic h*ndjob fantasies back in high school!

‘…Should I try touching him?’

Her eyes kept wandering to his tempting b*ttocks. She would feel a slight craving, but then her rationality would return and she’d shake her head vigorously.

‘Wait, what if this isn’t my imagination but just a misunderstanding? What if I look like a crazy woman staring like this?’

Even as she tried to snap herself out of it, Yeo Dohun’s alluring backside continued to flicker before her eyes.

In reality, her gaze was only fixed on Yeo Dohun’s b*ttocks.

‘…Even if I get called a crazy woman, isn’t that b*tt worth touching at least once?’

Yeo Dohun, who enjoyed working out, had a b*tt she had always wanted to touch at least once.

‘As expected, what I saw in the subway earlier left a strong impression. So this is my taste.’

Seo Eunha closed her eyes tightly and stood there for a brief moment.

How much time had passed? She took out her phone, but time hadn’t moved and she still couldn’t hear any sounds.

‘Right, if something goes wrong, I’ll just say it was a mistake.’

Seo Eunha, wanting to test things, hurriedly pretended to remember something and walked quickly. As she passed behind Yeo Dohun, she lightly bumped his b*tt with her hand.

As expected, there was no reaction. If this is a fantasy, it’s better if there’s at least some response. It felt like those old solo fantasies she used to have.

“Senior Eunha.”

Seo Eunha’s body stiffened. Was it just a misunderstanding?

She slowly turned her head with a rigid body and saw Yeo Dohun looking at her with drooping eyes, a faint heat in his gaze.

“Today… aren’t you going to touch me?”

So it wasn’t reality after all.

Seo Eunha silently shouted ‘Nice!’ in her heart and kept her mouth shut.

There was no way the real Yeo Dohun would say something like that, and the Yeo Dohun who said things like that only existed in Seo Eunha’s mind.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

She crossed her arms and looked at him askew, and Yeo Dohun hesitated as he approached. He wasn’t short, but when she was near him, she felt incredibly small.

That must mean his build was that big. With his large frame, he acted shy and affectionate like a puppy.

He wrapped his big hand around Seo Eunha’s and brought it to his own front. At some point, Yeo Dohun was clearly aroused.

‘…It’s really big.’

Even through his pants, the thick outline was more impressive than in her previous fantasies. The fullness in her hand brought a strange satisfaction.

The excitement and anticipation she never felt with her ex-boyfriend surged with every action Yeo Dohun made.

“You promised you’d touch me when we were alone today.”

“There are customers here. And I don’t remember promising to touch anything.”

“That’s mean. I held back well yesterday, and you said you’d be sweet to me today. You said you’d let me put it inside you.”

His big hand reached for Seo Eunha’s secret place, which she thought he’d never touch.

Surprised by the unexpected turn, she froze for a moment, and Yeo Dohun, watching her closely, buried his face in her shoulder. Pulling her waist close and rubbing against her, his arousal pressed boldly against her, making her face flush.

“I’ve been waiting for this all day. Won’t you let me put it in? Please?”

“Hold back. What if someone sees?”

“No one’s watching. And you just need to keep quiet, Senior Eunha.”

What? Before she could even protest, his hand slipped under her skirt. His thick fingers pressed firmly against her already damp underwear, stimulating her as if to squeeze out even more.

“Senior, you were looking forward to this too, right? It’s been a while for us.”

That’s true—since being rejected by Yeo Dohun, she had deliberately avoided thinking about him, so it really had been a while.

‘But can even the Yeo Dohun in my imagination be aware of that?’

She blinked, and the hand that had been rubbing now slipped through the side of her underwear, invading her secret place.