CEBF Ch 4 part 1

PR by neji

“Hm? You’ll put me to sleep, right?”

WooHyun’s lips moved against her neck, and the tickling sensation grew more intense. As if to coax a response from her, his hand squeezed. Her breasts were molded by his hands within the cups of her bra.

Daon’s body trembled. She never expected her own body to be so sensitive. With her back against his chest, she tilted her head back and looked up at him.

When their eyes met, WooHyun’s jaw twitched. His eyes flashed with disappointment as he asked.

“You can’t?”

“This… is my house…”

“But you slept over at my house, too.”

“But that was different!”

“What’s different?”

“Yu JaeOn is outside, and…”

WooHyun’s lips stretched into a smile. His eyes crinkled as he grinned at her.

“Aah, I see.”

“What do you see?”

“You’re scared that we’ll get caught fucking?”

Fucking? She never expected such a crude word to come out of his mouth. Daon could not hide her trembling eyes. While she was at a loss for words due to the shock, WooHyun’s mischievous fingers continued to move.

Her bra slid up along with her t-shirt, and her ample breasts were completely exposed to the air.

“W-Wait…!”

Daon tightly grasped WooHyun’s wrist and shook her head. She was on the verge of tears as she bit her bottom lip. WooHyun calmly blinked at her.

“Then what should we do? I really want to sleep in Daon’s bedroom today.”

“……”

“Should I get permission from Yu JaeOn outside and come back?”

“Are you crazy?”

Daon bristled and tightened her grasp on his wrist. However, WooHyun didn’t seem to care and continued to enjoy the feel of her soft skin as he stroked her waist and abdomen. Then both of his large hands squeezed her breasts.

“Hnng…”

Daon let out a breathy moan and looked down. She could see the nub of flesh poking out from between WooHyun’s fingers. Drunk on this feeling that seemed to melt her body, Daon’s eyes glazed over as she went limp. WooHyun continued to pinch and tease her nipple.

“Agh!”

When she felt a twinge, she tried to escape his arms. She could hear his soft laughter.

WooHyun stuck Daon’s body close to his and covered her lips with his own. His soft, wet tongue entered her mouth and began to stroke around.

He caught her frantic tongue with his own but did not stop his moving hands. He continued to tease her nipples with his fingers before gently pulling at them.

A strange sensation took over her body, and Daon began to arch her hips. Whenever she did this, she felt something grow larger behind her.

WooHyun pulled away and whispered in a cheeky voice.

“Why do you keep making such erotic noises? What if someone hears you outside?”

Daon’s face reddened with embarrassment. He was reprimanding her for something she couldn’t control. She began to breathe heavily with anger as she glared up at him.

“You tormented me first, Oppa.”

“I did?”

“Yeah.”

“How did I torment you?”

When she saw the way he feigned ignorance, she detested him. When she continued to glare up at him in silence, WooHyun tilted his head and asked.

“Hm? Tell me. How did I torment you?”

The words threatened to leave her mouth, but she held back. Even in the dark, she could clearly see his face. Then she drew closer and bit down on his lower lip. 

“Ah.”

WooHyun looked at her in disbelief and sucked in his lower lip. His brows were furrowed as he spit out a warning.

“You’ll be punished.”

“I’ll be punished? I’m way past the age where someone can punish me.”

As soon as she finished speaking, she turned around. However, she was spun back around and found herself facing him once again. Daon began to walk backwards.

“D-Don’t come closer.”

WooHyun snorted as if she was being ridiculous and began to step towards her.

“You’re quite sneaky.”

As she tried to make her escape, Daon felt the stiff desk hit her back. She had tried to quickly change directions, but WooHyun had already come up to her and was now holding her up by her hips with both of his hands. He placed her down on the desk.

“I only asked you to put me to sleep.”

“……”

“You’re the one who is imagining us having sex already.”

“Isn’t that why you followed me inside?”

“Mm.”

WooHyun narrowed his eyes and thought for a moment before he shook his head.

“No.”

“…It wasn’t?”

Daon grew embarrassed when she heard his firm answer. However, she quickly returned to her senses. If he hadn’t followed her in here to do something lewd, then why did he bury his lips against her neck, squeeze her breasts, and pull up her bra?

She opened her mouth to point out the contradictions, but WooHyun spoke first.

“But it’s a bit difficult to hold back now. Do you expect me not to touch you when you’re dressed like that?”

Daon finally looked down at her disheveled appearance. Her t-shirt and bra were pulled up to her collar. Because she was sitting on the desk, her athletic shorts were pulled up her thigh. Even her underwear was showing.

“Don’t you think so too?”

Despite his claims, WooHyun seemed perfectly fine. The only exceptions were his lips glistening from their kiss and his slightly dazed eyes.

Daon swallowed and began to adjust her clothes. WooHyun suddenly bent down and rested his forehead against hers. He continued to search her eyes so that she wouldn’t be able to look away.

“I feel wronged.”

His strained voice sounded a bit raspy.

“Why… do you feel wronged?”

“You’re the one who seduced me because you wanted to see my dick. So why are you always making me out to be the bad pervert?”

Daon gasped. He wasn’t wrong. As she gazed at WooHyun’s sad expression, she didn’t know what to say.

“You asked to be sex partners. Do you know what that means?”

“…I do.”

She wasn’t an idiot. Daon pouted and looked down. She could still clearly feel the way he had plunged inside between her legs last night. She clamped her thighs closed.

“But today’s a bit…”

“What’s wrong with today?”

“We did it yesterday, so…”

The lingering sensations were still embedded between her legs. There was no way she had completely recovered after that long, thick rod had thrust in and out all night long. Her hips and inner thighs had been sore all day.

WooHyun slowly closed his eyes and opened them. He asked in a worried voice.

“Does it hurt? Is that why?”

Finding relief in his warm tone, Daon nodded.

“Ah, so that was it. I didn’t know. Sorry.”

“……”

“Then let’s try doing this for a bit.”

WooHyun tapped Daon’s bottom. She flinched and reflexively raised her hips. WooHyun then pulled her pants and her damp underwear down to her ankles in one fell swoop. Daon’s eyes widened in shock. She lowered her voice and spoke in a shrill whisper.

“What are you doing?!”

“I’ll only look to make sure you’re okay.”

Daon pressed her knees together and frantically shook her head.

“N-No! Don’t look!”

However, it was no use. WooHyun easily opened Daon’s legs and hooked his arms around her legs.

“What? You’re the one who grabbed my dick and shook it around.”

Daon quickly looked down at her hands. Last night, these hands had wrapped around his cock and helped him ejaculate. The memories of that night flashed through her head.

‘I got caught.’

She had known well before last night that Na WooHyun was not an easy opponent. Because she was no match for someone like him, she had instinctively avoided confronting him. However, by some mysterious force of nature, she had become mesmerized by his cock and had forgotten everything. It would serve to be a fatal mistake.

WooHyun knelt down. His gaze was fixated on the tender area between her legs. Unable to watch, Daon clamped her eyes shut.

“It’s a bit swollen.”

His calm tone sounded like that of a doctor who was giving a diagnosis. It made her feel even more embarrassed.

“Don’t say that, you pervert.”

She pushed him away with clenched fists, but WooHyun merely pursed his lips and blew on her sensitive flesh.

“Aah!”

Her entrance twitched, and some fluid began to spill out. As if soaking her underwear wasn’t enough, her body was oozing underneath WooHyun’s piercing gaze, as if it wanted the world to see.

“E-Enough. Stop looking…”

“Enough? Why are your lips up there and your lips down here saying such different things?”

WooHyun looked at her as if he couldn’t understand.

“This one says she likes it.”

As soon as his finger touched her wet entrance, Daon’s hips arched at the unfamiliar sensation. She bit down on her lips and swallowed her moan.

“Hnng…!”

“I don’t know which one I should listen to.”

“You said you’d only look!”

“I’ll only touch.”

Like a wily fox, he changed his tune. Daon couldn’t believe it. Was he truly planning to do something? WooHyun widened Daon’s legs and placed them on top of his shoulders. Then he pulled her hips closer to him.

As she was pulled to the edge of the desk, Daon lost her balance and frantically wrapped her arms around WooHyun’s head.

“Look. You’re seducing me again.”

A low chuckle flowed out of WooHyun’s mouth. Then he lowered himself and bit down on Daon’s breast. He teased the plump nipple with his tongue and used one hand to tug at the other breast.

Chuu, chu, the sound of WooHyun’s greedy sucking and licking filled the room. He circled his tongue around her nipple before biting down. Then he’d suck and lick her skin, dampening it.

His hand that was between her legs began to gently stroke her sensitive flesh. As his fingers deliberately teased the nub of her clitoris, a sticky sound rang in the room.

Daon looked around her familiar room as she swallowed the moans that threatened to escape her throat.

Although she had lived in this room all this time, it seemed so unfamiliar to her right now. All of this was currently happening on top of the desk where she went over her students’ exams.

Half-resigned to this, Daon slipped her hands through WooHyun’s hair. Whenever her hips undulated, the desk creaked underneath her.

Suddenly, they heard someone outside coming closer to the room. Daon perked both of her ears and looked down at WooHyun, who was still sucking on her breast.

WooHyun must have heard the footsteps as well because he looked up at Daon. When their eyes met, WooHyun’s eyes crinkled into a smile.

“That bastard should have just gone to sleep.”

Seeing such a delicate face say such crude words gave off a sense of disharmony. It seemed that he was very unhappy to be interrupted from continuing their sweet time together.

“Hey, Yu Daon. You asleep?”

JaeOn’s thick voice rang from the other side of the door.

Daon used all her might to push WooHyun away, so her responding voice sounded strained.

“Y-Yeah… I’m about to sleep now!”

“Well, Na WooHyun suddenly disappeared. Do you know where he went?”

The Na WooHyun that JaeOn was looking for was currently pouring kisses down Daon’s body and leaving behind a trail of marks. Daon’s eyes filled with tears.

Enough. Stop it. She mouthed the words to WooHyun and tried to push him away, but he merely grinned and pressed his lips down onto her skin. Daon calmed her breaths and answered in a steady voice.

“He’s your friend, so why are you looking for him at my room?”

“Huh? Ah, you’re right.”

He was seriously such an idiot…

“I thought he went to the bathroom, but he’s not there. He’s not in the kitchen either. Just where could he have gone?”

Daon glared down at WooHyun, and he finally pulled away.

He looked frustrated as he brought two fingers up to his lips. He pressed the fingers against his lips before pulling them away and let out a breath. Huu, as he breathed out, the hair draped along his forehead began to flutter.

Daon suddenly felt that he looked so sexy, and she continued to gaze at him with languid eyes. Then she realized that he was pretending to smoke a cigarette.

“…Smoking?”

When Daon whispered her question, WooHyun smirked. Daon turned to the door and raised her voice.

“D-Did he go out to smoke?”

“Huh? Is that what happened?”

“If he’s not inside, then that must be it.”

“Aah, that’s true!”

As if he were Archimedes belting out ‘Eureka!’, JaeOn’s voice brightened. Just as his footsteps began to fade away, it suddenly stopped.

“But Yu Daon, how…”

Her heart twisted inside her chest. She forgot to breathe as she bit down on her lips. WooHyun’s eyes grew sharp as he stretched out his hand and stroked Daon’s lips. He spoke in a whisper so soft that she could barely catch what he said.

‘Don’t bite. It hurts.’

She felt like the skin of her lips where he touched were burning. She wasn’t sure if the reason for her racing heart was because of the fear of Yu JaeOn entering her room or because of Na WooHyun who was in front of her.

WooHyun pulled his fingers away and placed a light kiss on top of her lips. Chu, the soft sound rang in the room as he pulled away. Suddenly, before she could even process what just happened, JaeOn’s voice flowed in from the other side of the door.

“How did you know that Na WooHyun smokes?”

That guy seriously… She felt the back of her head grow stiff, and rage began to boil over to the tips of her hair. He had driven her to the limits of her patience.

“What are you still doing here? Get lost!”

“Ah, okay, okay. Sorry, go to sleep.”

As soon as Daon barked out, JaeOn quickly retreated with his tail between his legs. They heard his footsteps fade away. Why did he have to push her until she grew angry… She mumbled to herself in exasperation.

Daon finally relaxed and let out a sigh. She felt like she lost ten years off of her life.

JaeOn’s room was on the other side of the corridor. The living room was between their rooms. If any of them fell asleep, they wouldn’t even know if someone came in and piggy-backed the other out of the apartment.

The problem was Na WooHyun. Daon glared down at WooHyun, who didn’t seem the least bit fazed. After making sure he heard the door on the other end of the corridor close, he clicked his tongue.

“Daon, your brother is useless.”

“I’m coming to the conclusion that my useless brother’s friend is also useless.”

“Think about it. The one who thrust herself at her older brother’s useless friend because she wanted him to bang her is you.”

“Hey…!”

She couldn’t deny that Na WooHyun had a special talent for making his opponent be at a loss for words.

He pulled something out of his pants pocket and tossed it down onto the desk.

“He never cared whether his friend slept on the sofa or went back home, so why…”

Daon’s eyes were fixated on the box that WooHyun had tossed onto the desk. It was a box of condoms. She looked back and forth between WooHyun and the condoms with shocked eyes.

“Why… Why did you take this out?”

“Don’t you know about contraception?”

“No, that’s not… You said you’d only touch!”

His eyes softened as his black pupils gleamed.

“You trusted the words of a useless person?”

WooHyun crossed his arms and pulled off his t-shirt. As the firm muscles of his body were exposed, Daon grew dazed.

The outline of his wide shoulders to his hips created an inverted triangle. Even a sculptor would have a difficult time creating a body like that. It was a body that seemed to transcend mankind.

And because Daon knew just how amazing the object hidden within his pants actually was, her mouth ran dry.

When WooHyun felt Daon’s scorching gaze, he burst into soft laughter. He gazed at Daon’s red, wet tongue as it ran along her lips, almost as if she had seen something delicious. Her reddened, damp eyes still rolled around as they grazed his body. WooHyun found it very cute.

His cock began to stiffen and fanned the flames of his arousal. He craved to swallow Daon’s perky, dusky nipples, and he could barely recognize himself anymore.

Vrrr. The sound of a faint vibration rang from under the bed. WooHyun hurriedly tried to catch Daon’s eyes.

“Okay, hands up.”

“Hmm?”

Daon asked in a daze as WooHyun pulled off her t-shirt and bra in one swoop. The curves of her naked body were now exposed to the air.

WooHyun’s eyes traveled down from her neck to the tips of her pale feet. Daon began to pant as her face flushed.

“Are you embarrassed?”

Daon’s breath caught in surprise. She nodded.

“You’re pretty.”

“……”

“So I want to keep looking.”

“I… want to look, too.”

WooHyun never expected Daon to stretch out her arms and wrap them around his neck. Just as he was about to lower his lips onto hers, he froze. Daon’s hand had slipped into his pants and was now moving towards his stiff cock.

WooHyun closed his eyes and swallowed. Daon wrapped her hand around what had been making the tent in his pants and observed his reaction. She cautiously stroked his sensitive flesh made him grow even more aroused.

WooHyun began to make his move. He grabbed the foil package of the condom and placed it between his teeth. After ripping it open, he slightly lowered his pants. His cock popped out and strained up against his lower stomach.

“Ah…”

A small exclamation burst out of Daon’s lips. The tip of his cock was already wet with some fluid and made her mouth water. This was exactly what Daon had envisioned in her head. It was fulfilling her fantasies so perfectly.

The passage she had read from her tutoring session filled her head. It said that the blue whale had the biggest penis in the world. If someone told her that Na WooHyun’s penis wasn’t ‘Made in Korea’ but ‘Made in Whale’, she would have believed them. That’s how big it looked.

“If you stare at it like that, even I feel embarrassed.”

WooHyun straightened up and began to nibble on Daon’s earlobe as he murmured. However, seeing as how his staff bobbed up and down, searching for a home, she didn’t think he was that embarrassed.

In the blink of an eye, he put on a condom and entered deep between Daon’s legs. As their wet skin rubbed against each other, moans began to escape through Daon’s clenched teeth.

“Aahng, uh, nng…”

“Can you hide this here for me?”

He asked as he continued to pierce through her tender walls. WooHyun’s lips were stretched into a smirk. Before she could answer him, he slipped even further inside.

“Hnng!”

Daon swallowed the cry that threatened to leave her mouth. She could hear the wet sounds ringing in her ears. His staff scraped against her entrance as it pumped more pleasure into her body.

It wasn’t as if his technique was anything extraordinary. He had merely entered her, but possibly because of his great size, fireworks began to go off in her eyes.

The creaking of the desk suddenly stopped. WooHyun picked Daon up into his arms and stuck their lower bodies together. Inside to the hilt, he continued to press into her.

“Haahng!”

A moan burst out of Daon’s mouth, and WooHyun began to stroke her back.

“Shh. What if Yu JaeOn wakes up?”

He patted and stroked her back as if he were consoling a crying child. Daon huffed as she panted for breath.

He laid her down on the familiar, soft bed. Just last night, as she rolled around in WooHyun’s bed that was big enough to comfortably fit three people, she had missed her own. This bed where they had to stick together to lay comfortably.

After checking her panting face, WooHyun began to quicken his thrusts. Her insides began to clamp and twist with the increased pace. Her flushed, tender walls milked his staff.

“Ah…”

The sharp light in his eyes softened. He began to pour kisses down on her eyes, flushed cheeks, and her sharp jaw.

“I never even imagined that, haa… I’d be eaten by you.”

WooHyun’s eyes twisted into a grimace as he spit out the words in a strained voice.

She couldn’t believe it. Look who’s talking…

Before she could make a rebuttal, he widened her legs and pressed down with his chest. She felt herself opening up even more as more fluid poured out. He looked down at their point of connection and continued to thrust his hips.

He raised Daon’s legs and placed a kiss on each of her ankles. He pulled out his tongue and licked them. It was the exact same place that he had pressed underneath the table at the snack bar. They must have remembered the same thing because WooHyun’s eyes flashed.

“I never knew something so delicious was right in front of my eyes. Like a fool.”

* * *

Waking up from a light sleep, WooHyun glanced at the clock on the wall. It was 4:50 AM. After checking the time with narrow eyes, he looked down at Daon, who had fallen asleep in his arms due to exhaustion. Her pale, slender arms were wrapped tightly around his hips as if she were hugging a teddy bear.

WooHyun carefully picked off the hair stuck to her forehead, strand by strand. It must have tickled because she let out a hum as her eyebrows twitched.

He looked down at her sleeping face. He pressed his lips down on her closed eyelids and lightly bit down on her cheek.

He couldn’t keep his eyes off her. He barely managed to pull her arms away and get up. He took a fluffy blanket and rolled her body with it like a kimbap. Finished, he looked down and saw that only her head was poking out. He let out a soft chuckle.

He stretched out his hand underneath the bed and grabbed something small. WooHyun held up Daon’s cellphone and exited the room. 

After taking a shower in the bathroom, he walked into the kitchen. He poured himself a cup of cold water, and once he gulped it down, he finally felt like he was thinking straight.

He shook the phone awake. Her phone wasn’t locked, and he saw that it was filled with new messages.

It was all from one person. His fingers swiped across the screen as he looked through each message. A cold smile stretched across his lips.

“Student? Yeah, right.”

Daon had written down the tutoring session next to the student’s name. Mon 7-10 OOO, Tue 5-7 XXX. Something like this. The rascal who had been waiting for Daon’s reply all night was [Wed 6-9 Jung KyuHyung].

WooHyun’s brows furrowed.

Why did it have to be 69?

He tapped the kid’s profile picture. With half of his face covered by sunglasses, this boy gave off a somewhat fishy aura. Standing in front of graffiti that reminded him of Harlem, he was sipping on some coffee. He did not look like a student who was in the middle of studying at all.

WooHyun looked through other photos. He used this thumb and index finger as he focused on finding more information about this kid.

In the past, he would have sympathized with Daon for having to teach such a thuggish student. But now, he felt as if something was constricting inside his chest.

From the other end of the corridor, he heard the sound of sleepy footsteps. The source of this sound entered the kitchen and squawked out in surprise when he discovered WooHyun.

“Aagh, fuck! You surprised me!”

WooHyun didn’t seem to care and kept his eyes on the cellphone.

“What’s with you? When did you get up? No, wait. Didn’t you go home?”

“If I did, why would I be here?”

“Then what… Where did you sleep? Do you know how surprised I was when you disappeared all of a sudden?”

“I slept on the sofa. I went out for a smoke, and when I came back, no one was in the living room.”

JaeOn stroked his chest and took a gulp of water. Then he glanced down at the object in WooHyun’s hand.

“Huh? Isn’t that Yu Daon’s phone?”

“Yeah.”

“Where did you get it?”

“I picked it up.”

From underneath Daon’s bed.

“Is there anything fun on there? Let’s look together.”

JaeOn snickered and pushed his face towards the fun. WooHyun placed the phone face-down on the table and skillfully changed the subject.

“Heading to work?”

“Yeah… I should get ready…”

Recalling his office job, JaeOn’s face immediately turned gloomy. He glanced at WooHyun with envy. 

“When is your next flight?”

WooHyun tiredly swept his hand down his face as he recalled his flight schedule. He had a flight scheduled for this afternoon and would be returning tomorrow and another one scheduled for this weekend where he’d return on Wednesday. 

Wednesday from six to nine o’clock…

WooHyun began to tap his fingertips on the table surface. The scheduled time written next to Jung KyuHyung’s name continued to pop in and out of his head. It kept bothering him.

* * *

Through the window, she could see a plane flying low in the sky. Daon followed it with her eyes and immediately thought of Na WooHyun.

He would often spend half a month like an unemployed bum, but whenever his flight schedule was packed, she’d rarely catch a glimpse of him.

That night, after leaving her behind in scorching ecstasy, he departed without a word and flew into the sky.

Ever since then, whenever she saw a plane, she thought that it might be Na WooHyun who was flying it and…

‘He must look very sexy, right?’

She wanted to smuggle herself onto the plane and catch a glimpse of him from behind.

“Aah, you shouldn’t be like this. Get yourself together!”

Daon murmured to herself as her brow stiffened.

“Teacher, have you gone crazy?”

In the middle of solving a problem that Daon had given him, KyuHyung looked up in disbelief. Daon quickly straightened up, recovered her composure, and smiled at him.

“The national exams are right in front of your nose, so aren’t you the one who’s crazy?”

“Ah, that’s right. National exams! When are they again?”

“……”

Daon opened her mouth in shock. KyuHyung was asking about the exams as if he were taking them seriously. A heavy silence settled over their table.

Daon’s eyes fluttered in disbelief. Suddenly, KyuHyung stretched out his hand.

“You’ll catch a bug in your mouth at this rate.”

He pressed up on her chin and closed her mouth. A smirk stretched across his lips. His teeth and pink gums flashed before disappearing behind his lips.

Jung KyuHyung’s face was definitely very attractive to many students. He had a piercing on the end of his brow, his eyes were long without double eyelids, and he also had a sleek jawline. He had a face that seemed to suit the lines, ‘I’ve never met a girl who rejected me until you.’

But something was off. He didn’t have any class. A person who was very confident usually had a unique air about them. In addition to being simply cool and handsome, they were graceful, classy, and intellectual. To put it simply, they were overflowing with a luxurious…

The moment Na WooHyun’s face flashed through her mind, Daon frowned.

“Don’t give me that look. I know it, too. I know that the exams are coming up.”

“If you know, then why…”

How could he say such a shocking thing?

“Teacher, if I do very well on my exams, what will you do for me?”

“I don’t think that’ll happen, but I’ll indulge you. What do you want from me?”

“Mm.”

KyuHyung rested his chin in his hand and became lost in thought. Daon wished he was this earnest when they were studying.

“Date me.”

“Don’t say such a ridiculous thing and go back to solving the problem.”

Daon rejected his request without flinching and went back to looking out the window. The plane had long disappeared.

KyuHyung scoffed in disbelief as he grew angry. His face began to flush.

“I can’t believe it. Why not? Why do you hate me?”

“I don’t hate you. You’re just not my type.”

“What is your type, Teacher?”

“Someone who scores a perfect score on the exams.”

KyuHyung’s lips twisted into an odd shape.

“You’re the first woman to reject me, Teacher.”

Daon shook her head as she did her best to force the words out of her ears.

“And you’re the first woman to leave my Katalk messages on read.”

KyuHyung kept saying something that didn’t make any sense to her.

That morning, Daon woke up and found her phone sitting on top of the dining table. Because she often threw her phone around the house and forgot where she left it, she didn’t think much of it.

When she turned on the screen, she saw that she got a bunch of messages from KyuHyung and finally gave him a response.

“I’m sure the ‘read’ notification popped up due to a glitch. It happens quite often.”

“Do you know how hurt I was?”

KyuHyung pouted his lips and sadly lowered his eyes. Daon silently mocked the way his pitiful face did not match his studded leather jacket.

However, she felt that if she said the wrong thing, he’d take off one of the studs on his jacket and pierce her with it, so she decided to change the subject.

“Your jacket looks cool.”

“What about me? Am I not cool?”

“Like I said before, you’re not my type.”

“What is your type, Teacher?”

Did she have some type of memory disorder? She felt like this had just happened not that long ago. With a resigned look on her face, Daon poked the slice of cake on her plate with her fork.

Because it was KyuHyung’s birthday, she had even lit a candle and sang him ‘Happy Birthday’. Her sincere congratulations as a tutor ended here.

“Whatever it is, it’s not you.”

KyuHyung grasped his chest as if he’d been stabbed and groaned. She wanted to end this session before he said something ridiculous again.

Daon picked up her cellphone and checked the time. There were still fifteen minutes left.

When she went back home today, would Na WooHyun be there? No, her parents were home, so even if Yu JaeOn wanted to meet up with him, they’d meet somewhere outside. Just as she decided that she should check the snack bar on her way back home tonight…

Ding, a cheerful ring of a bell sounded as the cafe door opened. Her shoulders slightly flinched when she felt the cold air blow through the entrance. She turned her head towards the door. Daon’s eyes widened, and her mind went blank.

“Uuh…!”

The eyes of the customers inside the cafe were all drawn to one place. Their eyes looked in awe at the man who had just entered. Even the cafe employees behind the counter were abuzz.

Above the elegantly fitted coat, Daon saw the man’s long neck and a familiar face. His facial features were perfectly in harmony with each other as they rested on his sleek face. The man did not pay any attention to the gazes and looked around the cafe. When his eyes landed on Daon, a splendid smile stretched across his lips.

Na WooHyun stretched out his long legs and approached her. At a loss for words, Daon looked up at him with wide eyes.

He bent down and brushed his cheek against Daon’s flushed one, as if he were giving her a cheek kiss like the people did in France.

“Did you miss me?”