22 – 22. Coincidence

“Heo, Kim Woo-jin?”

“I didn’t see you were interested in Seo Han.”

“If it’s someone like Seo Han, anyone would be tempted. Have you seen her butt? It’s just……”

“Hey, that’s s*xual harassment.”

“Cough.”

Leaving Choi I-seo and Kim Woo-jin alone, the rest of the group ate separately.

When Ahn Hyun-ho explained what he had heard, they all had exaggerated reactions.

There was also a male student who made inappropriate comments, but Ahn Hyun-ho, who was interested in Choi I-seo, took the lead and stopped him.

‘Anyway, it’s a relief.’

Thanks to Kim Woo-jin, Choi I-seo didn’t confess to him and he was able to understand her current feelings.

Since he had been dating since the second year, Ahn Hyun-ho thought that he should build up a trustworthy and good image until then.

“Ha, Ahn Hyun-ho really died a lot.”

Since high school, Ahn Hyun-ho has been popular. Handsome looks, fighting skills, connections with older siblings.

He was even a top student, so it could be said that there was nothing he didn’t have in high school.

Girlfriend?

Although there were rare periods when he didn’t have one, he had met several girls.

Choi Iseo, whom I met in college, was more attractive than any other woman I had seen until now.

The rumor that the goddess of the English Literature Department was Seo Yerin was quietly circulating, and even Ahn Hyunho acknowledged Seo Yerin’s attractiveness.

Although he was reserved, Choi Iseo, who had his own principles and was not swayed by others, was more attractive to Ahn Hyunho.

‘But why am I so uneasy?’

Why is that?

Kim Woojin clearly said he was interested, and Choi Iseo declared that she wouldn’t date.

Ahn Hyunho couldn’t help but feel that the way she looked at Kim Woojin was slightly different from the way she looked at other guys.

‘Well, anyway, since she said she wasn’t interested, she will naturally lose interest now.’

If he were persistent instead of giving up, Choi Iseo, with her personality, would surely dislike him even more.

“Hyunho, what do you want to eat?”

“I’ll pay.”

“Okay, then three for the bill… What about Yerin?”

Finally, the menu was offered to Seo Yerin, but she was deep in her cellphone, with her head bent down.

She was vigorously tapping and tapping her phone as if she was sending a message to someone.

Tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap.

“My phone is going to break…”

“Yerin, what do you want to eat?”

“Huh?!”

Seo Yerin lifted her head abruptly, thanks to her friend who had tapped on her shoulder and helped her regain her composure.

However, she covered her phone with her hand, making sure no one could see the screen.

“Oh, I want… top sirloin cutlet.”

“Top sirloin?”

“S-sirloin.”

“…Didn’t you say ‘top sirloin’?”

At that moment, I felt my gaze shift slightly to another table.

More precisely, the table where Kim Woojin and Choi Iseo were seated.

After finishing her order, Seo Yerin began tapping her phone again.

Her momentum was so intense that even her friends couldn’t touch her casually.

“Well, with Yerin like this, she must receive a lot of messages from people around her.”

“Not just sunbaes, but even transfer students and even contacting the professor?”

“Ah….”

The expressions of some male students, who seemed interested in her, darken at the words of Seo Yerin’s friends.

Only Seo Yerin knows the truth, but she doesn’t even give them a glance, whether there is a misunderstanding or not.

Just.

She continues to type on her phone screen.

* * *

Although it was crazy for Choi Iseo, who received confessions from four guys at the start of the second semester.

Actually, there was one more person who was crazier.

– Anonymous69: s*x

– Anonymous69: Text

– Anonymous69: s*x

– Anonymous69: Text

– Anonymous69: s*x

– Anonymous69: Text

– Anonymous69: s*x

– Anonymous69: Text

– Anonymous69: s*x

– Anonymous69: Text

– Anonymous69: s*x

– Anonymous69: Text

– Anonymous69: s*x

– Anonymous69: Text

– Anonymous69: s*x

– Anonymous69: Text

– Anonymous69: s*x

– Anonymous69: Text

Of course, among the crazy people I know, Seo Yerin is one of them who can handle it.

“What is she doing coming to eat tonkatsu?”

I blocked her after posting a strange post this morning, but it seems that her frustration and dissatisfaction exploded before eating tonkatsu, as she is flooding me with 1:1 inquiries.

If I give her a permanent ban, she won’t even be able to make 1:1 inquiries, but I wondered if it’s worth it.

Anonymous69 is not just any ordinary named in the Bamboo Forest.

s*xJoa is not a very flattering nickname, but that’s what they call him.

– Administrator: Why is that?

Unable to hold it in any longer, they finally asked.

– Anonymous69: s*x

– Anonymous69: X

– Anonymous69: s*x

– Anonymous69: X

– Anonymous69: s*x

– Anonymous69: X

– Anonymous69: s*x

– Anonymous69: X

Seo Yerin’s rampage showed no signs of stopping. I wondered why she was acting like this, so I discreetly turned my head to check Yerin’s table.

Yerin was hunched over, continuously bombarding her phone.

Her fiery state seemed as if something had lit a fire within her.

“Has she received some kind of stress?”

From what I know, Yerin releases her stress through Anonymous69.

I clicked my tongue, thinking that Ahn Hyun-ho, Nam Jung-ne, or some other girl must have caused her stress again.

“But anyway, she can’t speak up to others.”

Whether it’s in a karaoke room or elsewhere, Yerin has an image of being kind and gentle, so she might have difficulty expressing herself in that way.

– Administrator: Stop.

– Anonymous69: s*x

– Anonymous69: X

– Anonymous69: s*x

– Anonymous69: X

– Administrator: If you continue, I will truly ban you permanently. Stop it.

Finally, when the ultimatum was given, Yerin’s rampage came to a halt.

– Anonymous69: …….

– Administrator: Why is that?

– Anonymous69: ……Just because.

– User: What is it?

– Administrator: It’s definitely not just that, right?

– Anonymous69: Just, just, just.

– Administrator: You flooded me with messages like that? You were much crazier than usual.

– Anonymous69: Can there be friendship between a man and a woman?

– User: What’s all this suddenly?

– It’s so random.

– “Hey, why did you suggest eating together if you were going to do this?”

– Choi Iseo, who is sitting across from me, makes an unpleasant expression while I’m focused on my phone.

– “You suggested we eat together.”

– Honestly, I had momentarily forgotten about Choi Iseo because of Seo Yerim.

– “Hey, can there be friendship between a man and a woman?”

– “What are you suddenly talking about?”

– “Right? I think it’s just as sudden for me.”

– Since it’s a part I’ve never really thought about, I ask Choi Iseo, and she answers while contemplating with a fork in her mouth.

– “There is, right? That’s why we’re eating together.”

– “……That’s a typical Choi Iseo reply. She’s really crazy.”

– “Hm.”

– Choi Iseo eats a tonkatsu right away with a fork, seeming pleased with the compliment.

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– I give the answer to Seo Yerim as is.

– Administrator: Yes, there is. So if a man and a woman eat together, are they dating?

– Anonymous69: … It’s possible, you know.

– Administrator: Absolutely not. Is it because a girl ate with you once that you’re excited? It’s a trick to make her pay.

– Anonymous69: I’m popular, you know.

– Administrator: A guy who talks about s*x all day is popular?

– Anonymous69: ……

– Well, as long as it’s Seo Yerim, guys will naturally assume she’s dating them just by eating together once.

– Anonymous69 is playing the role of a man, so they should respond accordingly.

– Anonymous69: Is the Administrator popular?

– Administrator: If I were popular, would I be talking to you like this?

– Anonymous69: Right. Honestly, claiming to have slept with a girl this morning, that’s a lie, isn’t it?

– Administrator: That’s real.

It’s not a lie.

Since I slept next to Choi Iseo at the jjimjilbang, it’s not entirely untrue.

Don’t get caught up in unnecessary trouble here.

Even if Seo Yerin doesn’t know, Anonymous69 will surely dig into it.

– Anonymous69: …….

But why?

No response comes from Anonymous69. Once again, I turned my face to the side and discreetly checked Seo Yerin’s table.

She’s not here; maybe she stepped out when her tonkatsu arrived.

‘What’s going on?’

I wondered, but the answer came immediately to my phone.

– Anonymous69: (Picture)

“Pfft!?”

I coughed involuntarily, my throat tightening. The photo showed a woman sitting on the toilet, lifting her skirt to reveal her panties.

With a dot on the inside of her thigh and the toilet background, it was a freshly taken picture, presumably at a tonkatsu restaurant.

– Anonymous69: Compared to my girlfriend, who looks better?

I unconsciously coughed, my throat tightening. The picture showed a woman sitting on the toilet, lifting her skirt to reveal her panties.

With a dot on the inside of her thigh and the toilet background, it was a freshly taken picture, presumably at a tonkatsu restaurant.

– Anonymous69: Compared to my girlfriend, who looks better?

“Wha…!?”

I was taken aback. The photo showed a woman sitting on the toilet, lifting her skirt to reveal her panties. With a dot on the inside of her thigh and the toilet background, it was a freshly taken picture, presumably at a tonkatsu restaurant.

– Anonymous69: Compared to my girlfriend, who looks better?

I was about to reply desperately to Seo Yerin, who was making a fuss, but that turned out to be a mistake.

“Oh, what the hell are you freaking out about by yourself?”

In the end, Choi Iseo, who had been left to her own devices, snatched my phone with irritation.

While grabbing it, she must have pressed the screen because the picture was zoomed in.

“Eek!?”

Thanks to that, the panty picture with the lifted skirt was vividly displayed to Choi Iseo.

“Yo-you, you, you crazy jerk! What are you looking at while I’m eating!”

Of course, Choi Iseo threw my phone at me, shouting with a flushed face.

In this situation.

What could be a calm and collected way to explain to her without causing misunderstandings?

With various coincidences leading to this inevitable situation, I calmly and rationally explained to Choi Iseo.

“Iseo, please don’t misunderstand.”

“What do you mean, don’t misunderstand, you pervert!”

“I guess it’s nothing to see a photo.”

“……Huh?”

Suddenly, to Choi Yiseo, who asked what the sound was, I smirked and pointed my thumb at her.

“You didn’t get excited at all, huh?”

Choi Yiseo’s fist came straight at me.

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