*"Adult Content Regulations Tightened"*
*"OnlyFans, Patreon, etc., Video Production May Face Penalties"*
*"Illegal Adult Content Production to Be Punished"*
*"Police Crackdowns Begin"*
*"Intensified Enforcement and Harsh Penalties Ahead"*
...
Why's this article at the top of my phone?
AI algorithm bullshit or something?
This isn't targeting me... just a coincidence, right?
*Fuck.*
Ruins my appetite...
I put down my chopsticks without thinking.
Of course, I see this while eating.
"Hnng..."
I'm not being tracked or anything, right?
Noona knows about this, yeah?
If we get caught, are all three—no, four of us, including Yoo In-ha—gonna be dragged off like sausages?
Imagining the four of us lined up in jail...
Should I send this to Juha?
Link the article...
*Don't do it.*
You crazy? Why ruin her meal?
*"Joonhyung, you're pissing me off. Glasses confiscated for two weeks, fuck."*
She'd say that, so I'll just shut up...
*"20 Arrested This Year, 8 Detained with Warrants"*
*"Criminal Proceeds to Be Seized, Severe Penalties Expected"*
...
Not eating anymore, fuck.
Lost my appetite.
*"Known to Have Been Boldly Promoted on Various Sites"*
W-We didn't promote anything.
No names or faces shown...
My name slipped out once, but we fixed it quick.
Noona's handling it, right? She's got it?
No way they're tracking our accounts...
*No way...*
Wait, I'm a victim here!
I didn't wanna film!
They just yanked my pants down and forced me!
I'd get some leniency, right?
*"I was coerced! They threatened me! I swear!"*
*"Verdict announced."*
*"Editor Park Ji-hyun: 6 months probation."*
*"Performer Lee Juha: 1 year probation."*
*"Performer Yoo In-ha: 1 year probation."*
*"Performer Lee Joonhyung: 4 years imprisonment!"*
What the fuck, why am I the only one jailed?!
I'm the victim!
*"Prosecutor! I'm innocent! I was forced!"*
*"For someone forced, your hip game..."*
*"Argh! Don't describe it!"*
*"Lee Joonhyung, 1 year added for perjury."*
*"Judge, you watched it too! You got off on it!"*
*"1 more year for contempt of court."*
...
I'm sweating bullets.
Feels like I saw the future... for real.
*"I'll visit you, Joonhyung..."*
*"I'll put money in your commissary, lol."*
Stop imagining...
*"Felt good though, right? Have a drink."*
You have a drink, fuck...
---
Precious weekend's here.
Gonna get busy soon.
Poker tournament prep, soccer practice.
After the sports festival, classes will ramp up, assignments will pile on—gonna be chaos.
"Hnng..."
Today, I'm staying home, gaming all day.
What to play?
Check out free Steam games?
Or that Helldivers I bought but never played?
Maybe FIFA after ages? Cyphers? League?
Such a happy dilemma...
Today's a free-for-all. Gonna play everything.
*Bzzz.*
[Incoming Call: Lee Juha]
...
Ignore it?
Why today of all days?! Why's she calling out of nowhere? So unsettling.
Feels like she's gonna cause trouble... or summon me...
*Click.*
Didn't pick up, and it stopped.
Unthinkable in high school. But I'm an adult now!
*...Feels so gross.*
Shuttle instinct says I'll regret not answering...
I force my eyes to the computer screen.
No calls today... no calls at all...
[KakaoTalk!]
Fuck.
Can't game like this, too anxious.
My happy day...!
[Juha: What you doing]
[Juha: Why no answer]
[Juha: Yo, you asleep?]
I'm not asleep.
Who made KakaoTalk's disappearing messages? Fuck that feature...
[Yo, what's up]
[Was in the bathroom, missed it]
[Juha: You home?]
[Juha: Passed by your place, thought of you lol]
...
Near my house?
No way, fuck, don't lie. Why would you be here?!
[N-No, I'm at a PC bang with friends]
[At the school PC bang]
[Juha: What's with the typos]
[Juha: Why you lying]
[Juha: Send your location]
[Juha: Share it now]
Hng...
Why's she like this? Why can't I rest on my day off?!
[(My current location)]
[Please let it slide]
[Juha: You're done, Joonhyung]
[Juha: Wanna die?]
[Juha: Come out, punk]
Should've just said I'm home...
Forgot how this works since it's been a while...
Guess I'm a trouble magnet...
---
Apartment complex gazebo.
A familiar figure sitting there.
Puffs of smoke... no matter how you look, it's Juha.
Meeting friends?
White short-sleeve shirt, tight gray mini-skirt. Her signature thighs on full display.
Not the usual tracksuit and shorts.
Almost mistook it for a school uniform... nearly triggered my PTSD.
"You're here?"
"Y-Yeah..."
She exhales smoke, looking up at me.
Fuck, this outfit and angle... I'm getting panic attack trauma!
"W-What's up? Got friends nearby?"
"Wanna die?"
Deflection failed...
Her sunken expression sends chills down my spine.
Is she mad? It's not that serious, is it? Or did I make it too obvious I didn't wanna meet...
Almost stood at attention out of habit.
She exhales shortly, staring at my crotch.
"ATM wanna break?"
N-No way.
I cover myself quick. No guy wants that...
"I'll burn it."
"S-Sorry..."
It's my precious day off...
Didn't mean to lie...
"Ugh."
She sighs, patting the seat beside her.
Sit?
I clasp my hands and sit meekly. I messed up, so... yeah...
"Here."
Huh?
She hands me a small paper bag. What's this?
Looks like something from Artbucks...
"W-What's this?"
"Bought it while getting mine."
Stationery?
I peek inside—cosmetics? Perfume, lip balm, something like that.
"T-Thanks..."
Why's she giving me this?
For the pillows I bought?
Is today the day the Earth splits? Juha doing payback?
"Came all this way, and you're pulling this shit."
...
T-That's...
Thought it was her usual *come out now* call...
Figured she'd drag me to an arcade to kill time...
"S-Sorry..."
"Wanna lose your dick?"
No words...
If I knew it was this, I'd have come right out.
Should've asked why she called and dodged if it was arcade shit.
Next time, I'll do that.
"What were you doing?"
She taps her vape, asking.
Was about to have happy time...
"Just... gonna play some games..."
"Games? What games?"
"Helldivers, League, FIFA... bunch of stuff."
"Why so many?"
Haven't played in ages.
Three hours each, till dawn—perfect plan.
Already feeling happy just thinking about it...!
"Done with your meetup? Heading home?"
"Yeah, nothing else to do."
Ended early.
Just a quick friend visit?
She yawns, standing up.
Leaving?
"Your place that one?"
"Huh? Y-Yeah."
She points at the apartment with a hand chop.
Old... really old building.
Poor maintenance, walls a mess. Kinda embarrassing.
"Parents home?"
"Huh?"
They're not...
Should I be honest?
Feels like her lie detector will go off if I say they are... just be straight...
"Not home."
"Where they at? Trip?"
"Y-Yeah... kinda..."
Sorta a trip.
I nod vaguely, and she blinks.
Her lips curl up... fuck, shouldn't have said that.
"Can I check it out?"
"Hnng..."
Not a big deal...
Yoo In-ha came once before.
But something feels off, makes me nervous... she'll leave soon, right?
"When they back?"
"Not today..."
"Then I can look, right?"
Guess so...
She won't stay long... an hour or two, max?
"Y-Yeah... no problem..."
"Sweet."
Fuck, her face says she's up to something!
Not the *just checking out the place* vibe...
Got a gift, can't lie now!
"Yo, show me around."
"Hnng..."
Feels like she'll stay till dinner and crash...
My day off...
"Why the long face? Don't wanna?"
"N-No, it's cool..."
"Fix your face, or else."
Nothing to hide, right?
Already worried, fuck...
---
"Whoa, it's big."
Is it?
Guess compared to Juha's 6-pyeong studio...
Short hallway, just a room or two.
Yoo In-ha's place is 8-9 pyeong, feels roomier.
"Whoa."
She kicks off her shoes, gasping.
Why's she like this?
Pure awe makes me nervous...
"Pretty nice."
Really?
Better than a studio, sure.
But it's old, yellowish, with peeling paint near the balcony from leaks...
"Your room?"
"Y-Yeah."
She looks around, curious.
Nothing to see—just a desk and bed, that's it.
"Kinda dingy."
"..."
It's a guy's room...
What, expected pink decor?
She strolls to the kitchen, hands behind her back.
I trail like a puppy, scared of sudden moves...
"Nothing in the kitchen."
She grabs the fridge, staring at me.
*Open it?*
Go ahead... nothing's in there.
"Hmm—"
Really nothing.
She checks the fridge, closes it, and heads to the living room.
Storage room, my room, living room, small utility space.
Reminds me of Yoo In-ha's visit a while back.
"Nice."
She mutters, blinking, and sits on the living room floor.
TV and computer area.
She settles in, looking at me.
"Sit. What you doing?"
"Y-Yeah..."
I'm the homeowner...! Feels like she's taking over... standing like a realtor.
"Spacious, nice."
"Y-Yeah..."
I sit a bit away, legs crossed tightly.
Kinda awkward.
Living room's quiet vibe lingers. Should I turn on the TV?
"Anything to do?"
"Turn on the TV?"
"Yeah."
Yeah, let's do that... distract her.
Kill time and go!
"Got snacks? I'm bored."
"Hold on."
Got snacks, drinks too...
Suddenly playing host.
I rummage through the ceiling cabinet. Anything good? Maybe cut some fruit?
*Click click.*
...What's that sound?
While digging, an uneasy clicking noise.
"..."
"..."
Our eyes meet—she's in my computer chair.
Holding the mouse...
What's she doing?!
*Swipe.*
She whips her head away, face glued to the monitor.
What's she looking for?!