Why does all of this feel so wrong? Even now... that image keeps sticking in my head. The whispers at the office, their stares, those words... 'pervert.'
I went up a few stairs, my steps heavy.
'If I'm a pervert... what is he? The second coming of Harvey Weinstein?'
I shook my head in annoyance, mumbling to myself.
"Goddammit."
I finally arrived at my unit. A small room, but clean. Plain walls, a bookshelf in the corner, a simple desk with a laptop, and a bed that was always neatly made. For a single guy.
I dropped onto the bed.
Thud!
A long sigh escaped my lips.
Hhh...
'I'm a mess because of what happened earlier. Her face, her body... I can still feel her breath close to me.'
I grabbed my laptop and opened a site I had visited far too often. I started playing a porn movie.
Click...
Screeech... (zipper pulled down)
My hand moved on its own.
I closed my eyes. The image of the woman on the screen was replaced by Eun-ji's face. Her smile, her sweet voice, the body I had supported earlier.
'She's like a saint to me. Someone I... shouldn't touch. But who would believe me anyway? I'm accused of being a pervert. Am I really Harvey Weinstein?'
My movements got faster.
Fap fap fap... (the sound of friction)
My breath came in ragged gasps, my chest rising and falling.
'Eun-ji...'
Ahh...
My body went rigid.
Screech... splat!
It all ended in my own hand.
I let out a long sigh, exhausted.
Hhh... hhh...
Grabbing a few tissues, I cleaned up the mess. I immediately closed the laptop.
'What am I doing? I'm really messed up.'
A few days after that night, I didn't see Eun-ji at all.
'Did she disappear? Is she intentionally avoiding me? Or maybe... she just doesn't want to see me again?'
A strange feeling balled up in my chest.
That day, after taking a day off and heading to my office, a familiar voice greeted me from behind.
"Oh! You're the ahjussi from the floor above, right?"
I stopped. My eyes widened.
Eun-ji was standing there in a work uniform. Her hair was neatly tied, and her face looked fresh.
'She's... here? At the same company?'
Inside, I felt a huge wave of relief.
'Thank god... I thought she disappeared from my life forever.'
"Wow, you work at this company too, ahjussi?" she asked cheerfully.
I cleared my throat and gave a small smile. "You got a job here?"
"Yeah. Wow, I'm so happy. At least there's someone I know at this company."
My chest felt lighter.
I took a chance. "Eun-ji, is it okay if we have lunch together later?"
She smiled widely. "Of course, why not?"
I added another question. "Your number... can I have it? Is that okay?"
She gave a small laugh and pulled out her phone. "My goodness, ahjussi. Of course it's okay."
I smiled too, even though there was still a dark shadow in my heart from that night.
From one corner of the room, a man sat casually with a cup of coffee in his hand. The assistant manager from another division, Assistant Manager Kang Min-ho, raised an eyebrow when he saw me.
'Well, look at that, Joon-ki. Just met her, and he's already buddy-buddy with the new receptionist.'
He took a slow sip of his coffee, his sharp eyes following me.
I walked through the office hallway. A few colleagues whispered to each other and glanced my way.
"Whoa, Joon-ki, you look really happy today. What's up?"
I just responded with a smile.
'Let them. Today, I feel a little lighter than usual.'
In my cubicle, a woman in a gray business suit was stacking files. Finance Manager Choi Hye-jin looked up for a moment, staring at me. Her lips curled into a thin sneer before she mumbled softly.
"Shameless bastard..."
I clearly heard the sound, even though she pretended to focus on her documents again. I clenched my hand in my pants pocket, then let out a long sigh.
'It's always like this. They never see the other side of me. Only one side: 'pervert.'
At lunchtime, I walked to our meeting spot. Eun-ji was already sitting at a table in the cafeteria. Her hand played with a straw, her face looked fresh despite having been busy serving many people since the morning.
"Ahjussi!" she called out, waving her hand.
"Don't call me ahjussi at the office. It's embarrassing if others hear you."
She grinned. "Hehe, okay."
We started eating lunch together.
Every bite of food tasted different. Usually, lunch at the office was just a bland routine for me. But now... I felt closer to her.
'Thank goodness she didn't push me away. In fact... for the first time, I feel normal in this place. The office that usually feels like hell, feels a little warmer today.'
I looked at Eun-ji. She chatted lightly, laughing softly between bites.
'I feel like I can breathe again. And all of this... is because of her. The pain I'm carrying, the accusations, the cynical stares... she's my reason to endure.'
"How about we have lunch together again tomorrow?" I asked, taking a chance.
Eun-ji nodded with a smile. "Okay."
It was just one simple word, but it was enough to make my chest feel a lot lighter.
Meanwhile...
The motel room was lit by a white lamp. Hye-jin stood in front of the mirror, her body wrapped only in new black lingerie. She slowly turned her body, admiring the reflection of her long legs and smooth skin.
On a small chair, Kang Min-ho sat in just his boxers. His eyes never left the curves of his girlfriend's body.
His penis was already hard.
"Wow, babe... look at your legs," Min-ho said, licking his lips.
Hye-jin smiled faintly. "Didn't I tell you... they'd look good."
Without waiting any longer, Min-ho stood up and suddenly lifted Hye-jin, laying her on the motel bed.
Hye-jin giggled. "You're so impatient."
"Hey, how about we make a sex video?" Min-ho said in an excited tone.
In response, Hye-jin immediately leaned down and bit Min-ho's nipple.
"Ahhh! Oww!" Min-ho winced, his hands instinctively gripping the sheets.
"Are you crazy?" Hye-jin said, a wicked smile on her lips.
"Why? You have no problem sending me nude selfies every time you want me to buy you something," Min-ho shot back, his voice half-mocking.
Hye-jin's eyes narrowed. She flipped her body nimbly, making Min-ho fall onto the bed with her on top. Now she was looking down at her boyfriend, her loose hair covering part of her face.
"You still have those photos? They're only meant to be seen for a moment. Delete them after this!"
She emphasized her words with a sharp tone.
"I'm traumatized by that hidden camera incident, Min-ho. Don't make me even more crazy."
"Okay, okay..." Min-ho raised his hands in surrender.
"But... Joon-ki wasn't the culprit, right?" he asked then.
Hye-jin snorted. "I saw him in front of the women's restroom. And today... he looks so happy. His face is creepy, what a shameless guy."
As she said that, her hand reached for Min-ho's penis, starting to play with it with her fingers.
"Uhggg..." Min-ho's groan sounded heavy. "Looks like he's getting close to some girl..."
"Some girl?" Hye-jin asked, moving her hand faster.
"Hmm... I saw him asking for a number from the receptionist."
"See... he's a weirdo." Hye-jin snorted. Her fingers got more nimble around Min-ho's penis.
"But hey, I don't really care. He'll be fired soon anyway," she added in a cold voice.
"Hmm? How come?" Min-ho asked, his breath starting to hitch.
"I overheard a conversation between the team leader and the branch manager. They were talking about him. That weird guy... this is the end for him."
Hye-jin said those words as she leaned down, her lips starting to devour Min-ho's penis without hesitation.
"Ahhh... Hhh...!" Min-ho's loud groans filled the motel room.