It Wasn’t Your Lips, Oppa

“Oppa, I’m not a kid anymore.”

Yoo Seol, who had finally decided to confess to the person she’d had a crush on for a long time.

“So from now on… please see me as a woman.”

Under the cover of darkness, she mustered all her courage, confessing and pressing her lips against his at the same time.

“There was never a time I didn’t see you as a woman.”

A rough kiss returned, as if he had been waiting for this very moment.

But wait, was Oppa always this aggressive?

A natural disaster brought on by a misdelivered kiss!

What are the consequences of kissing the wrong “oppa” instead of her crush?

ꕤ ꕤ ꕤ ꕤ

“Don’t tell me you’re asking me to pretend this never happened just because you told the truth and begged for forgiveness.”

“Uh…”

That’s exactly what I was going to do.

“It wasn’t enough that you stole my first kiss without permission, you bumped your lips against mine several times. There’s no way you’d try to back out now without any sense of shame or remorse. Right?”

“Ah…”

With every word Taemoon uttered, her conscience was pricked sharply.

“I mean, anyone who did that wouldn’t even be human. They’d be a bug, worse than an animal.”

A bug, worse than an animal…

“Isn’t that right?”

Her head hung low at his harsh words and sharp gaze.

“Th… That’s right.”

The fact that there wasn’t a single thing wrong with his painful accusations made Seol feel even more miserable.

Who was it that thought he was more passionate and tender than expected?

Take it all back.

Taemoon was, as she’d always thought, a demon king-like existence she wanted to avoid more than anyone else in the world.