Chapter 4

“Ah! Hng!”

“Can I finish inside?”

She hesitated, then nodded. It didn’t matter—it was just a fantasy. There was no way she’d get pregnant from imaginary s*x.

His movements became more intense, and soon his hand, which had slipped under her shirt, squeezed her chest roughly. His hand pinched her n*pples fiercely, kneading as if he might burst her chest, and it was almost scary.

“Hng.”

Yeo Dohun’s suppressed low m*an sounded in her ear. At the same time, something hot filled her insides.

His release poured endlessly inside her.

‘I know this is just a fantasy.’

It was the first time. The first time she’d been with a man without a condom, the first time she’d been filled with a man’s release like this.

She could feel the liquid running down her thighs. There was so much that it leaked around his c*ck, and if she thought that was even more *rotic, did that make her a pervert?

Whether he knew what Seo Eunha was thinking or not, she felt his gaze. Yeo Dohun was looking at her leisurely, still without pulling out.

Rather, his subtle movements of the hips showed he was reluctant to stop.

‘The Yeo Dohun in my imagination must have great stamina.’

For the first time, it was a day when this strange ability felt satisfying. Seo Eunha felt a bit sorry for the real Yeo Dohun, but she sensed there would be many more days ahead where she’d use him as her “guilty pleasure.”

* * *

Seo Eunha did not know. She didn’t notice how Yeo Dohun’s face flushed as if it would explode, nor how his front bulged when he turned away.

‘She’s still the same, that Senior.’

Behind his cold expression, all his fantasies were focused solely on her, and only of a lewd nature.

At first, he didn’t understand why things like this happened. Things that were invisible to others would always come to mind only when he stood before her.

It was as if the instinct hidden behind that mask was revealing itself.

It was both bewildering and a little frightening to imagine such things about her, and so, when he was younger, he had rejected her confession.

Thinking back to his more innocent days, Yeo Dohun bit his lips to hold back a smile, but the corners of his mouth still rose.

Would she know? That now, these fantasies were no longer just something to be afraid of.

Seo Eunha still hadn’t realized that these fantasies would soon become reality.

* * *

After finishing her part-time job, Seo Eunha came home and collapsed onto her bed. The person who approached her door wore a puzzled expression.

“Why do you look so tired today? Did you run into some troublesome customer?”

Seo Eunha turned her gaze to the person asking. The woman, similar yet different in atmosphere, was her twin sister, Seo Jinha.

“No. It’s something even more serious than a troublesome customer.”

“Huh?”

“The new part-timer was supposed to start today. Turns out, it was Yeo Dohun.”

“Yeo Dohun?”

Seo Jinha blinked, then opened her mouth dumbly as if to confirm what she’d heard.

“You mean that buff, intimidating guy you used as a guilty pleasure when you were younger?”

“He’s not intimidating!”

“Hey, you’re the one denying it.”

Seo Jinha chuckled incredulously and walked over to Seo Eunha’s bedside. She lay down next to her, facing her, and asked,

“After you got dumped, you deliberately avoided him. You even told me to let you know his location if I ever saw him, so you could avoid him.”

“I never thought I’d run into him at the cafe where I work.”

Seo Eunha buried her face in her pillow and let out a deep sigh, as if the world were collapsing. Seeing her genuinely frustrated, Seo Jinha smiled, remembering the past.

She understood not wanting to meet someone who rejected your confession, but she also knew that Seo Eunha had other reasons for avoiding Yeo Dohun.

“Why? Did you have another s*x fantasy about him?”

“Hey, Seo Jinha!”

Seo Eunha quickly glanced at the door, which was slightly ajar. Seo Jinha kindly got up and closed the door, saying,

“Mom’s making dinner, so she wouldn’t have heard.”

“Still, watch what you say at home.”

Even with a glare, Seo Jinha just grinned mischievously, completely unmoved by Seo Eunha’s feelings. For her, it was just an amusing situation, now as ever.

“You’re not in a position to call other guys perverts.”

That’s right. Seo Jinha was the only one who knew about Seo Eunha’s strange ability.

When it suddenly appeared as soon as she became an adult, it was too embarrassing to discuss with her parents. Figuring that if it happened to her, it might have happened to her twin, she brought it up first, which turned out to be a mistake.

Unlike Seo Eunha, Seo Jinha didn’t have the ability to peek into other people’s fantasies.

‘At first, she didn’t even pretend to listen, telling me not to joke around.’

Of course, after Seo Eunha recited Seo Jinha’s fantasies in vivid detail, even writing a script, she finally believed her, though it was a tough process for Seo Eunha too.

Imagining a sibling’s *rotic scenes was enough to make anyone nauseous. And who knew that Seo Jinha’s taste was for hairy middle-aged men!

“Ugh. Just thinking about your perverted taste makes me queasy.”

“You crazy! What do you know about the charm of mature men! The way an adult, detached from life and full of composure, looks when aroused!”

“Seo Jinha, you lunatic! Please, shut up!”

Why did she even bring it up if it was only going to make her more embarrassed? Seo Jinha was her sister, but sometimes she felt like an unpredictable alien.

“Well, anyway, it’s good for you.”

“What do you mean?”

“You don’t have a boyfriend now. If you’re still bothered, doesn’t that mean you still like him?”

Seo Jinha added, “I mean Yeo Dohun,” and Seo Eunha just opened her mouth, unable to firmly deny it.

After seeing him again, she couldn’t help but feel conscious and excited—he was even more attractive now. When he acted forcefully, it was so stimulating.

‘I think I kind of understand Jinha’s taste now.’

Back in school, he’d blush and get flustered at everything, always swayed by her touch. Now, he seemed much more confident, even leading Seo Eunha.

Her twin instinctively read the positive signal from Seo Eunha’s expression and grinned. As always, she found Seo Eunha’s situation amusing. Annoying girl.

“You’ll see him often at work, so use him as a guilty pleasure as much as you like.”

“What? How can you say that so easily?”

“Why not? It’s not like anyone else or Yeo Dohun knows about your fantasies.”

“That’s true, but…!”

“Hey, Seo Eunha. Honestly, if I had your ability, you know what I’d do?”

Seo Jinha leaned in seriously and whispered,

“I’d tease all the handsome middle-aged men I passed by.”

“Teasing? It’s only peeking into their thoughts!”

Of course, she’d done more with Yeo Dohun today, but she wasn’t bold enough to explain the details, so she denied it.

“Well, I mean, it would be nice if you could touch them too. Why not give it a try?”

“What if something else happens? I don’t want to get tangled up in trouble.”

Seo Eunha muttered anxiously, and Seo Jinha shook her head. They looked alike, but their ways of thinking were completely different.

“Boring.”

Such a serious face, saying such strange things.

‘Still, I get it. For some people, this ability would be something to envy.’

In reality, she could enjoy outdoor play without worrying about morals, didn’t have to worry about pregnancy, and could have fun with others without guilt since no one would know.

It was a mystery why this ability came to Seo Eunha and not to her more outgoing sister. She was just getting used to it, but it still felt strange and uncomfortable.

“Forget it. I’m an idiot for asking you for advice. Let’s go eat.”

“Just think about what I said. Honestly, you’ve always watched other people’s fantasies. Don’t you have one you want to try? Something you can’t do in real life?”

Seo Eunha stopped walking. She turned around to see Seo Jinha still lying on the bed, grinning at her.

“If you’re going to do it, do it with someone you like. Don’t regret it after Yeo Dohun quits the part-time job.”

Her own s*xual fantasy, not someone else’s.

Seo Eunha glanced at her sister and thought seriously. Did she even have something like that?

‘No way, right?’

She wasn’t a pervert.

Seo Eunha shook her head, recalling all the fantasies she’d seen from others. None of them were particularly pleasant.

“I don’t even like him anymore.”

Her quiet mumble reached no one.