ST - 3

“Senior Eo-ryeong! Just a moment!”

Eo-ryeong, who had been packing her bag, looked up at the sound of hurried footsteps. It was a male junior she recognized but hadn’t spoken to much.

“Uh… what is it?”

“Do you have any important plans for the festival day?”

“The festival?”

“Yes, it’s next week.”

“Oh. No, I don’t have any special plans…”

“Then, could you possibly help out at our booth on the festival day?”

The junior clasped his hands together in a pleading gesture, muttering, “Please, please.” Eo-ryeong stared at him, feeling uneasy.

She didn’t have many close acquaintances in her department, so the idea of helping out made her uncomfortable. However, Eo-ryeong wasn’t the type to easily turn down others’ requests. To make matters worse, Choi Dam-young, whom she was supposed to meet today, had already arrived and had been calling her repeatedly, making her anxious.

Unable to delay any longer, she nodded reluctantly.

“Okay, I’ll help.”

“Wow, you’re a lifesaver! Thank you so much. I’ll contact you later. Could I have your number?”

Eo-ryeong quickly entered her number into his phone before hurrying out of the classroom. Leaving the business school building and heading toward the main gate, she spotted Choi Dam-young’s familiar car waiting nearby.

Ever since they started dating, Choi Dam-young had wanted to wait for her in front of the business school. But remembering the unnecessary attention they had drawn last time, Eo-ryeong had persuaded him not to.

“I’m sorry… Am I late?”

“Huh? No, I just got here.”

As if it were second nature, Choi Dam-young leaned over to fasten Eo-ryeong’s seatbelt for her. After placing her bag on the backseat, he turned to face her directly.

Caught off guard by his handsome face so close to hers, Eo-ryeong blinked at him in confusion.

Soon, Choi Dam-young smirked.

“Do I look any different?”

“Different?”

Eo-ryeong’s pupils darted around nervously.

Choi Dam-young gave her a hint by tilting his chin casually.

“Huh?”

Thanks to that gesture, Eo-ryeong noticed the piercing in his ear.

“Do you want to touch it?”

“Is that okay?”

“Of course.”

He readily guided her hand to his earlobe. The obsidian-like earring sparkled under the light.

Mesmerized by its gleam, Eo-ryeong gently touched it. She hadn’t expected him to actually get it after he teasingly asked if she was curious about it last time. It felt like an unexpected gift.

“It’s been a while since I’ve worn one, so it feels a bit awkward. Does it look too flashy?”

“It suits you…”

As he said, it added a slightly rebellious edge to his appearance—but in a way that suited him perfectly. Choi Dam-young smiled softly at her honest admission.

The moment Eo-ryeong pulled her hand away, he swiftly removed the earring without hesitation.

“Huh? Why…?”

“Oh, I only put it on to show you. Now that you’ve seen it, I should take it off.”

Of course, wearing or removing the earring was entirely his choice, but Eo-ryeong couldn’t help feeling a twinge of regret. Watching him casually discard this new side of himself left her feeling unfulfilled. Sensing her disappointment, Choi Dam-young chuckled lightly and started the car.

“I’ll put it back on later when we have sex, so don’t be sad.”

Eo-ryeong instinctively tightened her grip on the seatbelt crossing her chest, as if trying to hide her embarrassment. He tapped her flushed cheek with his finger before focusing on driving.

“We’re going to watch a movie today, so no begging, alright?”

“I-I haven’t begged…”

“You’re begging just by looking at me with those eyes.”

What’s wrong with my eyes?

Eo-ryeong tilted her head slightly and fidgeted with her fingers near her eyes. Seeing this, Choi Dam-young suppressed a laugh bubbling up from within.

Since they began dating, the two had met every day, spending each night together as if it were part of their routine. Memories of their passionate encounter from the previous night still lingered vividly in her mind, making her feel flustered.

Feeling somewhat hopeless for thinking such thoughts before a wholesome date, Eo-ryeong lightly shook her head to clear her mind.

Thanks to the quiet roads, they arrived at the theater quickly.

“We still have some time.”

After purchasing the tickets, Choi Dam-young glanced at his wristwatch.

“What should we do?”

While standing beside him and glancing around, Eo-ryeong noticed a gaming zone designed to pass the time.

“Shall we check it out?”

After hesitating for a moment, she suggested it tentatively. Without hesitation, Choi Dam-young began walking toward it.

The gaming zone, tucked away in a corner, featured all sorts of games. Among them, Choi Dam-young chose a shooting game that seemed manageable even for Eo-ryeong in her skirt.

“They give out popcorn vouchers if you set a high score.”

Choi Dam-young read aloud from a sign next to the machine.

Eo-ryeong, who had been fiddling with the large toy gun mounted on the stand, looked up at his words.

“Do you want to give it a try, Eo-ryeong?”

“Me?”

“Yes.”

Before she could express her doubts, Choi Dam-young had already inserted a bill into the machine.

With a loud starting sound, the game began instantly.

Circular wooden targets appeared one by one on the flat surface, growing progressively smaller from left to right. Eo-ryeong aimed at the largest target on the far left—the easiest level—but missed completely. Her panicked movements failed to steady, and by the time the timer ran out, she looked thoroughly disheartened.

“I wasted your money…”

Even then, she anxiously scanned his expression, worried he might be upset over her failure.

Leaning against the side of the machine and watching her intently, Choi Dam-young chuckled and inserted another bill.

Before Eo-ryeong could protest, the game restarted.

“But I’m not good at this… Why are you doing it again…?”

“I’ll help you.”

Choi Dam-young stepped closer, wrapping his arm around her torso to steady her. He then firmly grasped her hand holding the gun, stabilizing it.

When he pulled the trigger, the first target that had given her so much trouble shattered and fell backward.

Her mouth dropped open in amazement. But there was no time to marvel; Choi Dam-young adjusted the angle slightly with precise shoulder movements and knocked down all twenty targets in quick succession.

“Wow…”

Although Eo-ryeong was holding the gun, it was he who moved her arm and shoulder, so it was no different from him aiming and shooting. The words [New Record!] flashed on the large electronic board, and fireworks exploded. It was a new record.

“How are you so good at shooting?”

“I was a top marksman, in my own way.”

“Top marksman?”

“A soldier who’s good at shooting.”

He served in the military.

Eo-ryeong looked at him with sparkling eyes. Choi Dam-young, lightly gripping the gun that had been passed from her hand, looked flawlessly perfect. Even though she knew it was a toy gun, he looked like a model from a fashion magazine. He was the kind of man who seemed to suit everything.

“It’s easier than you think. Just get the right posture.”

Choi Dam-young pulled Eo-ryeong, who was staring at him blankly, closer. With a sharp tug, their bodies quickly became close.

“Hold it here.”

As he instructed, Eo-ryeong held the gun. Choi Dam-young’s hand slowly wrapped around her shoulder line, then slid down her arm and lightly around her waist.

“Relax your arm...”

His breath touched her ear intimately.

...Huh?

Eo-ryeong blinked her wide eyes, feeling something suddenly strange.

At that moment, the man’s hand, which had been fiddling with her pelvis, slid down towards her lower mound. Then, he moved lasciviously, as if he were about to flip her skirt up. Eo-ryeong involuntarily looked around at the touch of his hand tightly gripping the inside of her thigh, covered in flesh-colored stockings.

Fortunately, it was daytime, so the inside was quiet. However, since there were still some people around, Eo-ryeong quickly turned to him.

Choi Dam-young kissed her as if he had been waiting for her to turn.

Eo-ryeong had to try her best to swallow the breath that was about to burst out. The toy gun she was barely holding fell to the floor.

After lightly stirring Eo-ryeong’s mouth with his tongue, he murmured languidly with a soft smack.

“I told you not to look at me like that.”

“......”

“Are you wet?”

Choi Dam-young’s touch sometimes felt excessively lewd. Even when he touched her without any ulterior motive, she often involuntarily flinched because of the lingering memories of the night.

So, how much more so when he touched her with his ulterior motives fully present?

Eo-ryeong, already weak to him, became even more helpless in this regard.

She gripped his clothes tightly and nodded. Even without looking in the mirror, she knew her earlobes were painted red.

“What should I do, then?”

“......”

“Should we skip the movie and just go home?”

Instead of answering, Eo-ryeong grabbed his hand.

She had lost count of how many times this had happened.

They would be on a normal date, and then suddenly become aroused, stopping everything and heading home.

But, but the things they did together naked were so incredibly good. The primal stimulation, which she had never experienced in her life, overwhelmed her from head to toe, leaving her trembling with a lingering aftertaste even in her daily life.

Choi Dam-young, who had seemed relatively calm, was apparently only calm on the surface. As soon as they got into the car, he pulled Eo-ryeong onto his lap.

His blunt tongue rubbed between Eo-ryeong’s lips and penetrated her mouth. After lightly brushing her mucous membranes, he gently scraped the roof of her mouth, where she was sensitive, stimulating her senses.

“Uh...”

While they were kissing, Eo-ryeong flinched at the touch of his hand, which had slipped under her skirt and was gripping her thigh tightly. His beautiful fingers idly stroked the inside of her thigh, covered in stockings, and then circled the center of her panties.

When Eo-ryeong tried to lower her head, he nipped her tongue and urged her to continue kissing. After kissing for so long, when his tongue finally withdrew from her mouth, a long silver thread of saliva stretched between her parted lips.

Eo-ryeong looked at him with a flushed face.

Choi Dam-young’s face was deeply shadowed by the dim surroundings, even though it was daytime. Even now, his rude fingers, which had slipped under her skirt, were rubbing the center of her panties, eliciting Eo-ryeong’s arousal.

The stockings and underwear that were hindering his explicit touch suddenly felt very cumbersome.

“This...”

“Huh?”

“Can, can I tear them?”

Eo-ryeong, grabbing his arm, moved her body, rubbing her vulva against his palm, and asked. His dark brown pupils, dilating with lust, were clearly visible before her eyes. The shimmering haze of arousal was so erotic.

Choi Dam-young didn’t hesitate.

He fiddled with the seam of her stockings and pulled them down.

With a series of snaps, the pressure that had been constricting her legs gradually lessened.

The sight of the man’s hand, wearing a silver metal watch and with bulging veins, doing such lewd things between her legs was obscene.

His fingers, having removed the stockings, lightly parted her panties. His middle finger stroked her plump labia back and forth. Even with such a small stimulus, she was already dripping wet. Choi Dam-young smiled darkly, feeling the sticky liquid moistening his fingertips.

“You get this wet just from me sucking your tongue now...”

“Heueung...”

His middle finger, parting her tender flesh, bent at the knuckle and slowly scraped her inside. Eo-ryeong’s eyelids trembled. Choi Dam-young, like a surprise attack, inserted his index finger along with his middle finger and thrust deep inside her.

The lewd squelching sound, caused by the overflowing fluids, filled the car.

“Ah, eu...!”

“It would have been a disaster if we had gone to the movie. The seats would have been all wet. I was so stupid not to realize. Right?”

His tone became rough. Judging from the fact that he had started uttering crude words that made her head spin, he seemed to have fully switched on as well.

Eo-ryeong moaned and lowered her flushed face. Something had been poking her in the back of her thigh for a while now. His fly was bulging out, about to burst.

“Haa, euht, wa...”

“Yeah, here?”

“No, no...”

“Not here?”

“Aah...!”

“Seems like it is?”

He gripped Eo-ryeong’s trembling buttocks and spread them apart, thrusting his two fingers deeper inside. Her shoes, which had been barely clinging to her feet, finally rolled off and fell to the floor.

Choi Dam-young moistened his dry lips and obsessively stirred her lower body. His dark, lustful gaze rapidly shifted between her vulva, which was dripping water as it took his fingers, and Eo-ryeong’s face.

“Heut, ah, ah...!”

Choi Dam-young pulled his hand out before she reached her climax. Her vulva, which had been sucking his fingers eagerly, contracted sharply with disappointment.

Eo-ryeong, barely swallowing the breath that had risen to her throat, raised her head at the sudden strange sound. Only then did she make eye contact with Choi Dam-young, who was putting her wet fingers in his mouth and sucking them.

Eo-ryeong, her face flushed, exclaimed in shock.

“Wh-why are you...!”

Choi Dam-young, as if showing off, pulled his fingers out and began to lick them with his tongue. Eo-ryeong’s eyes welled up with tears from the overwhelming embarrassment, shame, and humiliation.

He was the one doing it, but her head felt hot, as if she were the one committing a terrible act.

Moreover, he was staring at Eo-ryeong’s spread legs with a regretful look, his fingers still in his mouth. His excited eyes seemed to be ruthlessly stirring her wet lower body.

“I’d like to suck it with my mouth, but it’s a bit difficult to get into position here.”

After greedily licking the fluids from her fingers, Choi Dam-young belatedly gripped Eo-ryeong’s buttocks and lowered his hand to his bulging fly.

Eo-ryeong, sensing that things were about to get serious, quickly looked around. Fortunately, like the deserted movie theater, the parking lot was sparsely populated. It was so quiet it was almost eerie.

“Heueung...”

Each time her perineum opened with his rough touch, the slippery, wet hole repeatedly opened and closed, gulping air.

Choi Dam-young, as if soothing the hole that was aching for something to eat, pushed his middle finger back into her vagina. Even just inserting it to the knuckle and gently wiggling it made the inner walls stick and separate with a squelching sound.

Eo-ryeong, feeling his slow, reciprocating touch below, barely lifted her limp upper body. Then she placed her hand over the buttons of his shirt.

Choi Dam-young, rewarding Eo-ryeong, who learned ten things from just one, nipped her cheek and thrust his finger inside her faster. Eo-ryeong poured a faint moan into his ear.

“Say ‘ah.’“

He suddenly said.

Ah?

Eo-ryeong didn’t understand his intention, but she opened her mouth as he instructed.

Then, Choi Dam-young flipped up Eo-ryeong’s top and stuffed it into her mouth. And instead of the hand that was stirring her hole, he used his free hand to unhook her bra.

Her breasts, which had been contained in the cups, spilled out and swayed like waves. Witnessing the sight up close, Choi Dam-young murmured darkly.

“Damn, these tits are...”

With an unusually fierce tone, he engulfed Eo-ryeong’s full breasts in his mouth. Eo-ryeong instinctively gripped his hair.

“Heueung, uh...”

He sucked on her areola, then sharpened his soft tongue and swirled it around the center of her peach-colored nipple. He didn’t forget to thrust his finger into her hole, stimulating her in sync with the speed and intensity. Eo-ryeong didn’t even realize she was swaying her hips in rhythm with his leisurely movements. Rather, Choi Dam-young, noticing her, chuckled deeply.

“Not satisfied with just my fingers?”

As if he fully understood, he pulled out the finger that had been gently exploring her insides. Fluid dripped onto his lower abdomen and the surrounding seats, indicating just how much she had produced. A sigh of disappointment escaped her lips. The fact that she couldn’t reach a climax was turning her mind blank.

She couldn’t take it anymore. Her lower body was unbearably itchy.

It was good to have the tension build up, but it was even better to be overwhelmed. Eo-ryeong, who had entered the world of sex through him, thought that her tastes weren’t much different from his. Or maybe she had been conditioned because that was how she had been introduced to it.

“Pu-put it in...”

“Huh?”

“Please put it in, quickly. Quickly...”

Eo-ryeong lowered her hand and caressed his fly. Choi Dam-young’s irises darkened. Not having the patience to wait for him to do it, she trembled and deftly unbuckled his belt.

Then, she pulled his briefs down, freeing the huge lump of flesh that had been trapped inside. Seeing it spring out, Eo-ryeong’s mouth watered involuntarily.

“Do you want to put the condom on yourself, Eo-ryeong?”

He rummaged through the console box and pulled out a box. He tore one open and handed it to Eo-ryeong. She wondered why he had condoms in the car, but it was a fleeting thought.

Right now, Eo-ryeong was more strongly driven by the desire to relieve her itch as quickly as possible. Her heart pounded anxiously as she brought the condom to his glans.

However, she struggled with her clumsy hands. Eo-ryeong concentrated so hard that she was sweating. While she struggled, Choi Dam-young put her nipple in his mouth and gently rolled it with his tongue, without urging her. Any major slips were all due to his teasing.

Following the methods he had shown her in the bedroom, she slowly rolled the condom onto his glans. Her palms quickly became sticky due to the pre-applied lubricant. The viscous sensation strangely made her thirsty.

When the slick latex tightly enveloped his glans, he slightly frowned. It seemed to be quite tight, given his size.

He took the condom from Eo-ryeong’s clumsy hands, put it on himself, then gripped her waist and made her kneel, urging her on.

“Put it in yourself.”

Eo-ryeong buried her forehead in his shoulder and lowered one hand. As soon as she touched his glans, which had prominent veins, she flinched. She acted scared, but she didn’t stop.

Choi Dam-young skillfully moved his hips to make it easier for her to position the tip of his cock at her entrance. Thanks to him, the friction between their genitals was quite easy.

“Eueut...”

Leaving the rest to her, he carelessly sucked on her nipple. Ha, Eo-ryeong, unable to handle the stimulation from above and below, let out a panting breath. The blunt sensation rubbing against her vulva kept making her mouth dry.

After finally aiming, she slowly lowered her hips, and it began to widen her hole, penetrating her little by little.

“Aah, ah...”

No matter how much she had loosened it, and how wet she was, it was still too big to swallow in one go.

It really felt like a huge snake was burrowing into her from below. It was even more so because his cock had a dark, bumpy appearance with bulging veins. A chilling shiver ran quickly from her scalp to her waist.

The flesh she was slowly swallowing finally filled her to the root.

“Heueung... it’s strange.”

“Strange? What is?”

He kissed Eo-ryeong’s cheek and waited without moving, rubbing her buttocks. Eo-ryeong could only move her lips, unable to articulate the indescribable feeling.

The cock she was holding while straddling his thigh was thrust vertically deep inside her, reaching a precarious point. That was why she felt her throat constantly tightening.

The precariousness of feeling like she would fall over and split in half with the slightest slip pressed against her entire body. It was already a new position for her, and the cramped car interior made her sweat even more.

“It’s too big...”

Eo-ryeong lowered her hand and caressed her navel. She was momentarily afraid that her bloated stomach would protrude outwards. Choi Dam-young’s vision blurred at the sight of Eo-ryeong’s fingers running across her white, flat stomach.

“You have all sorts of ways to tempt me.”

“Huh...? Ah!”

He gripped her pelvis tightly and lifted her up before slamming her down. The thrusting started without warning. The cramped space made it feel more intense than usual. So, even though it wasn’t even halfway out before being reinserted, it was overly stimulating for both of them.

“Aaeu-heut...!”

Choi Dam-young directly moved Eo-ryeong’s pelvis up and down. Soon, he let go, and she, a quick learner, hugged his neck and took over the thrusting.

Each time she lifted her body slightly and lowered it diagonally, a squelching sound came from around their joined bodies. The car felt like a scorching heatwave, even though summer hadn’t arrived yet.

Choi Dam-young occasionally moved his hips to add excitement to the coupling. Each time, an electric thrill was added to the subtle pleasure. Eo-ryeong, with her eyes closed, fiddled with the back of his neck, then raised her hand a little more and gripped Choi Dam-young’s hair.

“Hoo...”

Choi Dam-young’s brow furrowed slightly for the first time. At first glance, it might seem like he was upset, but Eo-ryeong, based on her past experiences and the throbbing reaction of his cock inside her, realized that he was enjoying it.

“You can grip it harder.”

As if confirming her thoughts, he whispered.

“What if your hair falls out...?”

“Then even better.”

To borrow his words, he seemed to be really “turned on.”

Eo-ryeong stared at his black hair, which was a mess from her grip. Even though it looked disheveled, his handsome face didn’t lose its charm. Rather, it just made him look more languid and raw.

Still, she didn’t want to tear his hair out. What if it hurt?

Eo-ryeong took her hands off his hair and hugged his shoulders. Then, she swayed her hips above him, suddenly looking out the window.

“What if, uh, someone sees us...?”

“Why are you worrying about that now?”

Her heart started racing at his words.

Although the windows were heavily tinted and the parking lot was still deserted, there was always a chance someone could see them.

Eo-ryeong readjusted her grip on his shoulders and moved her body a little faster than before. Choi Dam-young’s expression, which had been playful, changed. He also kneaded Eo-ryeong’s buttocks like dough, stirring her insides.

“Ah! Euung, uh...!”

“Haa, you’re so tight...”

Choi Dam-young, enjoying the pleasure that made his lower abdomen tingle as he tilted his head back, suddenly opened his eyes and saw her breasts swinging in front of him. He raised his hand and gripped Eo-ryeong’s breasts as if he were going to squeeze them.

“Eo-ryeong, what did you eat to make your breasts so big?”

“Uh, haa... ah, wai-wait...!”

“Do you know my dick feels like it’s going to explode every time I see them shaking like this?”

Eo-ryeong involuntarily covered his mouth, which was spouting vulgar words. Despite having his mouth blocked, he smiled softly, his eyes crinkling.

Something squishy was rubbed against her palm. Eo-ryeong tried to pull her hand away in horror, but Choi Dam-young grabbed her wrist and licked between her fingers. He clung to her, as if he were trying to explore every line on her palm.

A moment later, Eo-ryeong stared at her hand, which was covered in his saliva, in a daze.

But the moment Choi Dam-young suddenly started thrusting his hips upwards, all her thoughts scattered.

“Ah! Aht, uh! Euung, uh...!”

Eo-ryeong’s lips parted as she arched her back, her hole being pounded powerfully. Saliva that she couldn’t swallow leaked out. Choi Dam-young willingly licked it away with his tongue. He diligently moved his cock in and out of her warm vaginal walls and lowered his hand between Eo-ryeong’s legs.

“Haa-eut...?!”

Eo-ryeong shuddered and trembled at the sudden sensation of her clit being scratched. She quickly grabbed his arm and shook her head.

“No, not there...”

“Don’t want me to?”

“Euung, yes...”

“Why? It feels so good when I touch you there, you get so tight.”

Eo-ryeong shook her head firmly, her face looking like she was about to burst into tears.

“Absolutely not?”

Shake, shake.

“Okay, okay.”

Choi Dam-young swallowed his disappointment and resumed the paused intercourse.

“Instead, Eo-ryeong, you have to touch your breasts.”

He pushed his lower body against hers, urging her with a rough breath. Eo-ryeong realized what he was saying and bit her lower lip. Choi Dam-young put the top that had slipped down back into Eo-ryeong’s mouth. Eo-ryeong’s hands, which had been resting on his shoulders, moved and gripped her own breasts. She cupped her breasts with her fingers and gently twirled her nipples.

“Heueung...”

Ha, shit. Choi Dam-young swore inwardly and thrust upwards harder and faster. As he shook his hips, Eo-ryeong’s touch on her nipples also intensified. It was one of the habits he had instilled in her through their past sexual encounters.

“Use both hands.”

He gripped Eo-ryeong’s swaying body with both hands and murmured softly. Eo-ryeong’s two hands timidly swirled around her nipples. Choi Dam-young watched the lewd act unfolding before his eyes without missing a beat, thrusting relentlessly.

Eo-ryeong’s vision blurred with the sensation of his deep thrusts. Her fingers, which had been teasing her swollen nipples, slipped and landed on his chest.

Choi Dam-young, instead of the nipples that had escaped her teasing, bit and sucked on them with his lips, thrusting his hips wildly. The foamy clumps of fluid at their juncture splattered against the steering wheel and console box.

“Ah, ah, ah...! Ah, euht, heueung!”

Finally, their frantically rubbing groins met with a smacking sound, fitting together perfectly. Eo-ryeong’s strength left her at the persistence of his cock, which burrowed deep inside her.

The shivers that had chilled her hands and feet pierced through her limbs, bringing her to a full-body climax. Choi Dam-young also reached his climax at the same time, enjoying the tightening of her inner walls and releasing his thin semen.

Eo-ryeong, having reached orgasm, leaned weakly against him.

“Eo-ryeong’s panties are all wet.”

He ran his finger down Eo-ryeong’s butt crack and fiddled with her panties, which were caught around her thighs.

“Stay still. I’ll wipe you off.”

He reached into the glove box and pulled out a wet wipe. Eo-ryeong flinched at his touch, which freely moved between her legs, and saw her sparkling phone in the passenger seat bag. Leaning against Choi Dam-young, she reached out and grabbed her phone.

“Who are you talking to?”

She quickly checked, thinking it might be Ha-jin, but the message was from a completely unexpected person. It was a junior who had asked her if she could help with the festival today.

Eo-ryeong answered in a drained voice.

“A junior from my department.”

“A girl?”

“A boy...”

Choi Dam-young suddenly paused when she answered truthfully. After roughly wiping her lower body, which was soaked in various fluids, he raised his head.

“Why is a guy contacting my baby? Doesn’t he know you have a boyfriend?”

His smiling lips looked calm at first glance, but the chilling air blowing over his dark irises couldn’t be ignored. Eo-ryeong grabbed his chest and raised her upper body, quickly shaking her head.

“It’s not that, it’s about the festival booth...”

“Festival?”

“Yes, it’s next week. They said they were short-handed and asked if I could help...”

“Ah.” Choi Dam-young nodded as if he understood. Soon, he asked with sparkling eyes like a child.

“My baby’s working at the booth?”

“I think so.”

“Doing... anything special?”

“Special?”

Eo-ryeong tilted her head, then realized his intention a beat later.

The booths run by departments during university festivals are usually divided into promotion, serving, and cooking teams. The promotion and serving teams, who are responsible for attracting customers and serving them, sometimes wear special costumes as an event.

However, only certain departments did this, and even then, usually only the popular students in the department, who were shameless enough to wear such costumes and wander around campus, dared to try.

Even disregarding those points, there was no way Eo-ryeong would wear anything like that.

“I’m on the cooking team, so I don’t think I’ll be wearing anything special...”

Judging from the junior’s message, which had just arrived, asking if she could cook, she had a feeling she would be assigned to the cooking team, sweating behind the booth, wrestling with frying pans all day.

“Really? Well, it can’t be helped.”

Even while hiding his disappointment, Choi Dam-young spoke casually.

“Still, since Eo-ryeong is working, I should go check it out.”

“Really? You’re serious?”

“Don’t departments compete for sales at their drinking stalls these days? Back in my day, it was pretty intense.”

As he said, there used to be a system where the student council would calculate which department’s drinking stall made the most revenue and then rank them, awarding generous cash prizes for 1st, 2nd, and 3rd place. The prize money was often used to fund department-wide gatherings or buy snacks, so everyone invested heavily in promotions.

“We’re probably going to do that this year too.”

“In that case, I’ll have to come.”

He brought his lips close to her ear and whispered teasingly, “I’ll pretend not to notice if you secretly steal my wallet.” Eo-ryeong chuckled softly at his mischievous words. Now that he was coming, the festival, which hadn’t seemed like much before, suddenly felt exciting in a different way, making her heart race.