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Chapter 25.3
Chapter 25.3
I really didn’t check it last time. I went crazy again because of Go Yohan. This is insane. I should probably organize the notes for the quiz tomorrow. After all, it’s said to be heavily weighted for the grades. I've already memorized everything, but who knows? At least I should skim through the lectures I’ve heard to calm myself down.
“The test is from 9 tomorrow… if I do just four hours, I can still get a little sleep.”
I rubbed my forehead harshly with the palm of my hand. I pushed away the strange drowsiness that was seeping in and pulled the chair closer.
“Ugh.”
A short yawn slipped out. I lowered the hand that had been pressing my forehead, covering my mouth, and sat down at the desk, opening the book. Now I really just have to organize things. But once I sat at the desk again, immoral thoughts exploded like fireworks. What the hell am I doing? I stared at the white sheet of paper covered with dense writing, muttering to myself as if to remind myself.
“I’m going to grad school, right? I can’t be doing this.”
After mumbling a few more times, I grabbed my forehead and forced myself to read the notes I had written. However, realistic thoughts fluttered briefly before vanishing like a mayfly. This was all because of the small footsteps I heard from outside.
“Why is this house so poorly soundproofed…”
The slow footsteps disappeared, then headed toward the kitchen, and then approached the door. All my senses focused on my door. I swallowed hard and stared at the doorknob.
Damn it.
I quickly hit the side of my head with my fist. Focus, Kang Jun. I didn’t want to end up hanging from my waist to my toes, bawling my eyes out again.
The footsteps near the door stopped. They weren’t moving. I pretended to bury my face in my desk and acted like I didn’t care. In an instant, the doorbell rang loudly from outside. It was Go Yohan’s phone. Only then did the footsteps retreat, and I heard the faint sound of the door closing from a distance. The sound of the door closing and its heaviness confirmed that it was Go Yohan’s room.
The tense feeling finally eased. And I had to admit it.
“…”
I closed my eyes as if giving up and let the pen go. With one hand freed, I let it slide under the desk, pressing the mixture of guilt and shame into my pajamas. Then, while lying down, I lightly touched my inflated genitals.
With that small stimulation, my penis stood up, as if the flower had been watered and was happily stretching its stem. The red heat from my genitals and the flesh near my flat genital area could be seen through the gap in my pajamas.
I hadn’t started masturbating until after I turned twenty.
As Go Yohan’s damn words had said, my penis, like a white tower standing on a barren mountain, had changed before and after twenty. No one had ever commented on my genitals, so I just assumed it was of an appropriate size and shape.
‘It’s so white. You.’
Suddenly, heat flooded under my eyes, and I slammed my head into the desk. I looked down at my penis, which had risen steadily under the desk, approaching my navel. If it hadn’t been caught in my clothes, it would have been dripping water, ready to slap my stomach. I squeezed my eyes shut and gripped my penis with one hand, shaking it up and down.
“Ah…”