Calen_ongo
Stories
19
Chapters
216
Words
386.7 K
Comments
7
Reading
1 d, 8 h
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In the routine that repeated every morning, Seohee always felt as though she were attending a funeral, not a family meal. No—more like a puppet show. Sitting across from her, the stepmother also ate quietly. Just like Seohee, she looked flawless. Her hair was swept up neatly at the back, drop pearl earrings dangled from her ears, and her white lace blouse made her look like someone who could be invited to a party at any moment. Ahem. When Yoo Pilbok cleared his throat once, as if on cue, Madam Choi…-
93.6 K • Ongoing
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“Grandma, it’s time to wash your face.” “No.” “Yuck, yuck! Dirty!” One humid, overcast morning that looked like it might rain, a small commotion broke out. A stubborn grandmother refused to wash her face, and Naeun was determined to make her. “If you wash your face, I’ll buy you something tasty. The store owner said he’s open today.” “No way! I’m not washing!” Like a child, the grandmother splashed water, soaking Naeun’s face. But she didn’t lose her…-
16.2 K • Ongoing
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The woman wore flashy clothes that didn’t suit the countryside, but even flashier were her striking features. She was beautiful enough to turn heads. People walking by even gave her second glances, like an idol filming a drama scene. In short, they looked like a perfect couple. “Well, looks like he does have a girlfriend. Judging from her vibe, she’s a Seoul girl. What would a pretty girl like her see in a jerk like that?” Naeun’s gaze dropped. And with it, her mood. “Keep your…
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16.2 K • Ongoing
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The next afternoon, Grandma went to the village hall for a coloring class organized by the township office. Left alone on the wide wooden porch where cicadas buzzed loudly, Naeun was having a staring contest with something. It was the pair of slippers she had borrowed from Seungjun the night before. “What am I supposed to do with you?” Muttering to herself, Naeun squatted in front of them. Seungjun had clearly told her to throw the slippers away yesterday. But they were from an expensive…
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"Naeun! Hurry up! The bus is about to leave!" Beom, full of energy, waved frantically at Naeun, who was trailing far behind. Naeun ran until her pale face flushed red, but she just couldn’t pick up the pace. In fact, she was getting slower. "Let’s just take the next one. I’m really tired." "No way! If we miss this one, we’ll have to wait an hour!" Today, Beom and Naeun were heading into town on a village bus that weaved its way through winding country roads. It was Beom who, after…
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16.2 K • Ongoing
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Naeun ran out in her pajamas. The countryside at midnight, where even the streetlights were few and far between, was quiet and eerie. But none of that mattered to Naeun anymore. She had something far more urgent to deal with. Despite it being nearly midnight, Naeun didn’t hesitate to ring the doorbell at Beom’s house. The village chief and his wife, roused from sleep, turned on the lights. Even in that brief moment as they responded, Naeun anxiously shifted her feet, tears welling up in her…
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16.2 K • Ongoing
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It was the true beginning of summer. The roads shimmered with heat haze, the forest was lush with vibrant green, and bright red watermelons filled the fruit stands. It was the season when people worn out from daily life began to plan cool, refreshing vacations. College student Naeun was walking along a field path with a face full of discontent. “This is seriously too much.” She dragged her suitcase with a thump, grumbling nonstop. And with good reason—after three grueling attempts at the…
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16.2 K • Ongoing
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"Is it the hobby of the rich to hold a desperate person's future in their hands and wield it like a god?" "Go Naeun." "You should’ve said it earlier. That you’re the second son of First Group. I knew you were rich, but I didn’t know you were this rich." "And if I am the second son of First Group, what changes?" "It changes everything. While I was dreaming of a forever with you, you never had any intention of that. You must have known from the beginning. That I was just someone you’d have a…
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He was silently and swiftly emptying only his own dishes. Maybe he was the type to focus solely on eating during meals—he didn’t glance her way even once. Because of that, Yuwon couldn’t even tell whether the food was going into her mouth or nose, the strange tension making her lose awareness. But as she kept eating, the food tasted so good that she gradually forgot about the man sitting across from her. The fluffy omelet and braised short ribs were so tender they melted in her mouth, and the figs…-
28.4 K • Ongoing
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“Ngh…” As Yuwon hesitantly turned over, Tae Minhyuk positioned himself behind her, sharply lifting her hips. A moan, steeped in shame, hngh, escaped her lips. Kneeling on the plush sheets and arching her back wasn’t difficult, but exposing her pussy so blatantly between her cheeks was utterly mortifying. “Ngh, ahh…!” His hand, slowly tracing down her spine, slipped between her buttocks, brushing her perineum before playfully kneading her clit. When his thumb grazed the hole…
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