Chapter 2.4

The tip of the ballpoint pen pressed against the thick general book.

Tuk, tuk.

The solid sound pierced his ears at regular intervals.

For a moment, he felt a movement next to him, so Won looked up.

A faint scent of perfume wafted through his nose.

The head that was resting on his palm floated up into the air.

"You came early."

"..."

He had a feeling.

Won stiffened his face for a moment, but soon turned his head without a sound.

Woo-jae sat next to Won.

This lecture was a general subject that he had to take to fulfill his graduation credits.

Every year, more than 200 general subjects are offered each semester.

What is the probability that the lecture that Won randomly registered for during the vacant time coincided with Woo-jae's timetable?

It turned out that most of the lectures that Won took had a chance of coinciding with Woo-jae's timetable.

It was not a coincidence to say that he didn't know because he didn't pay attention to his surroundings.

He's more passionate than he looks.

Even if you try to match the timetables and apply at the same time, it's hard to come out like this decalcomania.

And yet, he denies it.

Won bit his tongue inwardly.

He was even more annoyed that he couldn't remember anything about Woo-jae even in situations where they would often meet.

Does it make sense that I didn't know even though you were blatantly staring at me?

My suspicious mind occasionally wandered.

Although something felt uneasy, I could count on one hand the number of times I detected his presence, so I expressed my dissatisfaction by sitting with a displeased face.

The problem was what came next.

"The human consciousness and unconsciousness can be compared to an iceberg. The part floating on the water is the consciousness, and the hidden part below is the unconsciousness. The consciousness is just a small part of the iceberg, like in the picture.."

My gaze was firmly fixed on the professor, but I could clearly feel his eyes on the side of my face.

Every time I blinked, every time I swallowed saliva, I had to be conscious of that gaze.

This is really fucking annoying.

A discontented voice grumbled nearby.

I couldn't bring myself to say that sound out loud and irritably brushed it off.

It was clear that Woo-jae was diligently listening to the lecture.

I couldn't know if his grades matched that level of concentration, but his gaze was always directed towards the professor.

But why?

Why are you staring at me so intensely that it feels burdensome?

His gaze was so obvious that it felt like I was sitting naked in the middle of the classroom.

Unable to endure that gaze any longer, Won glared at Woo-jae.

My eyes met directly with Woo-jae's.

Because his pupils were excessively dilated and lifeless, Won's body reflexively trembled.

Saliva went down heavily.

"Why?"

Won bit his lower lip and opened his mouth.

I could feel his gaze scrutinizing my facial expression.

He lifted the corners of his mouth.

Won's eyebrows twitched as if they were about to spasm.

Then Woo-jae's gaze shifted forward.

Won's gaze moved along the smooth skin texture, following the straight eyelashes and sharp nose.

Suddenly, a faint pink color spread evenly on his lips.

"Do you want to make a bet?"

"...."

Woo-jae straightened his back.

Out of nowhere, what kind of bet?

Won raised his gaze from his prominent jawline and stared into Woo-jae's eyes.

Woojae suddenly turned his head.

Won, who met his gaze, instinctively clenched his fist.

The desire deeply embedded in his pupils surged.

"Will my dick get hard in 1 minute or not?"

"...."

"Where should we bet?"

It was a very small, low, and secretive voice.

Suddenly, Won felt the student sitting in front of him raise his head.

In an instant, Won's face twisted in confusion.

Won quickly avoided Woo-jae's gaze.

At that moment, his eyes met with the student in front of him who had turned around.

"...Crazy bastard."

"Libido is an inherent sexual desire that humans have according to the Libido theory. According to Freud, human sexual desires do not develop after experiencing the second sexual symbol, but rather, they are present from birth and gradually develop."

It was unbelievable.

The quietly muttered curse was drowned out by the professor's voice.

The student who turned to look at Won glanced back at the podium with a puzzled expression.

Won quickly picked up the scattered mutterings and let out a small laugh this time.

"You were staring at me as if you were going to strip me naked right away."

It's just a misunderstanding.

What is this lunatic saying?

His body suddenly became hot.

He couldn't deny the feeling of being flustered, although he didn't think he was reacting to the vulgar language.

Won's school life didn't change much just because he was caught by Woo-jae.

To be precise, it was not Won's academic life that changed, but Woo-jae's academic life.

However, it wasn't that Woo-jae was being lazy during lectures.

Although he occasionally stared at Won during the lecture, he listened attentively.

He occasionally took notes and nodded slightly at the professor's words.

What changed was in a completely different direction.

"Woo-jae, you have a free period for the fourth class, right? What are you having for lunch? Let's eat together."

At that moment, when the two consecutive classes were over.

Won closed his major textbook and stood up as a crowd approached.

Won didn't want to force himself to eat among others, sneaking food in between people, except for Kwon Woo-jae who followed closely behind him.

Since his digestion was slower than other individuals, skipping meals was a frequent occurrence.

There was about two hours of free time until the next class.

He planned to spend that time at the central library.

Won, who had picked up his books, tried to leave without looking back.

Suddenly, a hot warmth wrapped around his wrist.

"I made plans to eat with my senior."

When did I make such a promise?

He was annoyed by the obvious lie.

Nevertheless, Won smiled silently and twisted his hand.

"I'm fine, so you guys can eat together."

Woo-jae tightened his grip on Won's wrist.

The area he held onto turned pale.

"Let's eat."

It was a voice that was full of kindness, but if you looked deeper, you could see that it was quite oppressive.

Won exhaled a short breath through his parted lips.

"Woo-jae."

Woo-jae blinked his eyes once.

Although there was no change in his expression, he felt the tension in his grip loosen.

He noticed that his sharp eyes had softened slightly.

Won took advantage of that opening and pulled his hand away.

"I'm not feeling well. Let's meet later."

Even though I couldn't understand the reason, there was a slight hesitation, so I laughed more deeply.

Then at least the conflict wouldn't continue for long.

"You're not feeling well. Senior, go to the medical office and get some medicine."

"I will."

The worried words came from a student who was part of the crowd, not Woo-jae.

Won nodded his head vaguely and quickly left before he could be caught again.

He took a long breath.

As soon as he left the classroom, he felt a sense of relief.

He immediately got on the elevator.

Sometime during the process of relieving the tense muscles in his neck, he arrived on the first floor.

Won quickly walked away without hesitation.

The place Won was heading to was a cafe in the basement of the central library.

Of course, there was a cafe inside the business school, but there was a reason why he came all the way to the central library.

Because Kwon Woo-jae would be too annoying.

After ordering coffee, he looked around for an empty seat when suddenly his phone vibrated.

It was a phone call.

The number was clearly displayed, but it wasn't saved.

This person is really something.

Annoyance poured out like a flood.

He hesitated whether to answer this call or not.

In fact, he was acting like a spoiled child because he didn't want to answer.

"Here's your iced Americano."

In the meantime, he felt the part-time worker handing me the coffee.

The vibration stopped as soon as he received the coffee.

Well, there was a reason why I couldn't answer, so it couldn't be helped.

Won shrugged his shoulders lightly and went to the empty seat.

Ding.

Just as he was about to put down the coffee, his phone vibrated again.

He unconsciously frowned.

This was already the second time.

I wondered if it would keep ringing until I answered, but when I realized that the other person was Kwon Woo-jae, a sigh naturally escaped.

I had no choice but to answer the call.

"Where are you?"

"I clearly said I won't eat it."

"-I'm asking where you are."

I couldn't clearly understand the intention of Woo-jae's phone call, but I had a rough idea that something annoying would happen when he mentioned the central library cafe.

After keeping his mouth shut for a while, Won sucked on the straw and drank the beverage.

What's wrong with you?

"It's the school."

It was a disrespectful response without any sincerity.

Won hung up the phone without waiting for Woo-jae's reply.

Just in case the phone rang, he turned off his cellphone.

There was no need to feel guilty because it wasn't a lie.

He pushed the coffee aside and overturned the table.