Eighteen’s Bed Novel Completed - Chapter 160

In that state, I took a few steps back and sat at a classroom desk. I pressed my lower back with my palm, recalling the ten sentences Kang Soohyun had sent. Yes, Kang Soohyun was good at studying too.

I wrote down the second premise and observation in my phone’s notepad.

1. Go OO is very fickle.

2-1. He cruelly torments people just for fun.

⓵ According to Kang OO’s eyewitness account, Go OO was eating school lunch with classmates from the same department when he saw a side dish, laughed, saying, ‘Food waste looks delicious,’ then pushed his tray with his fingertips and left it there.

⓶ If someone he likes doesn’t listen to him, he torments them.

⓷ Very picky eater_

The rough sound of the doorknob turning filled the empty classroom. I stopped typing frantically and hastily hid my phone in my pocket. Even though I hadn’t done anything wrong, I suspiciously swallowed my saliva.

As expected, it was Go Yohan who opened the door and came in.

His pale skin was slightly flushed, and his shoulders were subtly heaving. Watching Go Yohan wipe the area around his slightly parted lips with the back of his hand, I crushed and killed my feelings of resentment.

“Did you run?”

“Me? That must be your imagination.”

Go Yohan let out a big breath, pressing the area below his lip with his finger joint.

“I power-walked. Power-walked.”

“…Sorry about the contact, I was afraid I’d disturb your class.”

“F*ck, just do it. My lectures are already disturbing my life. It was so boring I felt like jumping out the window and killing myself. At least then I could make the professor’s life go downhill.”

“What did the professor do wrong?”

“I’m saying you can contact me whenever you want. From now on, send me a message for everything you do to get confirmation.”

It was a statement mixed with subtle coercion. What was I, and what was Go Yohan, that I had to get confirmation for my schedule? However, knowing that Go Yohan had wandered around school for a long time because of me, and had run to see me, I couldn’t bring myself to say no. Why am I always so weak when it comes to the person I like? The reward I received was great, but the price I had to pay was also great.

No, let’s think of it as a good thing. It’s convenient for both of us to know each other’s schedules. It’s not necessarily strange. And I heard that couples usually do that. Ahem. I cleared my throat and pressed down on my lips, which were trying to curl up on their own.

“Hmm, if there are any changes to the schedule, I’ll check immediately and confirm without delay.”

“Look at your tone. Am I receiving a company report?”

“If the schedule changes, I’ll find out right away and send a message quickly.”

“I don’t know what’s changed, but anyway, I understand.”

Go Yohan scoffed at me. It was a scoff that made people excited rather than mocked me. To think such a scoff existed in the world. I even found it absurd when I thought about it, but Go Yohan had a unique aura that naturally possessed two or three things that shouldn’t exist in the world. That scoff was one of them.

Every time I see Go Yohan smile, revealing his canine teeth, my chest aches. It feels like I’m going to get indigestion. I unconsciously avoided Go Yohan’s eyes and blurted out anything.

“Did you wait long for me?”

“Not really.”

I thought Go Yohan would say something like he turned into a waiting stone, or that his legs would wear out from walking around. But suddenly, he’s acting so nonchalant? My chest aches even more.

The mismatched emojis Go Yohan sent kept floating in the air, tormenting me. Why is Go Yohan so cute? Why does he make me so weak? I’m not usually someone who says these kinds of things. My heart felt like it was being squeezed in a palm. I scratched the center of my chest with my finger. My quick glance caught Go Yohan’s three fingers twitching slightly.

“Sorry.”

What did I do to a kid who’s already hurting? What made me want to die even more was that as soon as I saw Go Yohan’s fingers, it wasn’t my chest, but below my navel that tickled. I’m really crazy.

“Are you really sorry?”

“…Yes.”

I really should be sorry. Go Yohan would never know what a trashy person I am. Even with such thoughts, another part of me didn’t want my dark and dirty feelings to be exposed, so I stoically lifted my head and straightened my shoulders. Though I still couldn’t meet his eyes.

While I was pretending to be stoic, Go Yohan moved his feet. His heavy, slow footsteps approached slowly. I pressed down on my lower abdomen with my palm, where it was tickling even more.

Every time his large hand approached, there was a blue scent. Go Yohan’s scent. A smell that intoxicated me. As I forcibly pressed my skin, enduring the turbulent, messy feelings, the blue scent stirred my head. His soft thumb deliberately brushed my cheek.

“Junie, you’re good.”

“Don’t. Don’t mess up my hair.”

“Saying things like that just makes me want to torment you more.”

The tormentor enjoys it more than the tormented.

Suddenly, a younger Go Yohan’s voice was heard. I tried to shake my head the other way to avoid Go Yohan’s hand. Unfortunately, my hair got even messier.

“Jun, why do I always want to torment you when I see you?”

“I don’t like it. Don’t.”

“Strange? Whenever I see you, I just feel this urge to be sadistic. I want to torment you and break you. It’s strange, isn’t it?”

“Please, don’t even say things you don’t mean.”

“……”

Despite my resistance, Go Yohan, who had been constantly ruffling my hair, suddenly swept both his index fingers down my head and then grabbed my ear. Consequently, my entire body froze, and I looked at Go Yohan with wide eyes.

“If you’re sorry, there’s a way for you to atone for your sins.”

Oh, really. His way of speaking was just like a religious person. Even though he believes in some cult.

“…What is it?”

“Let’s sleep. Us.”

Go Yohan smiled, turning up the corners of his mouth. I stiffened, flustered by his blatant words. Go Yohan blinked slowly, as if urging me. Go Yohan’s sexual desire grew day by day. I knew he was a sex-crazed bastard from the start, but I never knew it would swell this much. But at his words, my heart squeezed, and my lower body grew hot. I had the justification of guilt. It was a very plausible justification.

I scratched near my collarbone with my finger, then finally tilted my chin down.

“Okay.”

Hearing my answer, Go Yohan grinned widely. Then, he suddenly pressed both my cheeks with his palms.

“Your face is all swollen today. Look how thick your double eyelids are. They’ve doubled.”

“What? Wait.”

Crazy. I quickly raised my hands to cover my eyes.

…But then. Go Yohan pressed his lips against my heavily pressed, protruding lips. Ugh. Surprised by the sudden kiss, I opened my mouth, and his thick tongue slipped inside. He licked the inside of my lips, then Go Yohan pulled his head back, vanishing without a trace. It was a fleeting moment.

However, the thick, hot warmth still lingered inside my lips. Go Yohan’s hands gripped my cheeks so hard it felt like they would burst. Go Yohan, who had licked his own lips, smiled as if very pleased and asked,

“Are you going to shower?”

“I-isn’t that obvious?”

“No.”

The hand that had been ruffling my hair lightly gripped my hair and pulled it down. It didn’t hurt, but the gesture, fully embodying a sadistic psychology, was unpleasant. However, I said nothing because I had done something wrong.

“Let’s take a bath today.”

“What? My room doesn’t have a bathtub.”

“Can’t you understand? I’m telling you to wash in my bathroom.”

Go Yohan, holding my hair, scratched my neck from bottom to top with his closely trimmed fingernails. After the sharp pain, a sensation—whether refreshing or thrilling, I couldn’t tell—tingled throughout my body. There was no way to escape.

Why am I taking a bath? And here, of all places. A drop of water from the faucet hit the water filling the bathtub. Plop. An uncharacteristically clear sound filled the bathroom. It’s nice to take a bath after a long time. My aching body relaxed.

If I had known this, I would have taken Go Yohan’s room. I only now realized the merit of a bathtub. I chose my current room because I coveted the bathroom inside it, but for some reason, I regretted it. Should I ask to switch again?

I scooped up hot water in my palms and splashed it on my face. Then I flipped over, face down, and buried my face in the bathtub. Gurgling sounds filled my ears, then a muffled water pressure blocked them. When I felt suffocated from lack of air, I lifted my head. Air burst from between my pressed lips.

My stomach, pressed against the bathtub, was not just flat but sunken. This was all because I had skipped dinner.

I hadn’t properly touched dinner. Not only did I have no appetite, but it was already almost nine o’clock by the time I got home. As soon as Go Yohan entered the house, he grabbed an old banana from the table and ravenously chewed it. How many days had it been since Auntie bought that? I nervously scanned the banana and his fingers.

Go Yohan seemed hungry, as he put his finger, stained with banana juice, into his mouth and sucked on it. The sight was too uncomfortable to watch. He looked excessively sensual.

‘Doesn’t it taste weird?’

‘I don’t know. I’m so hungry I can’t taste anything.’

‘Don’t eat it. It’s old.’

‘It’s fine as long as I don’t die.’

After saying that, Go Yohan pulled out the thumb he was sucking and stared intently at me. Thanks to that, I lost all desire to eat anything and fled to the bathroom. I’ll shower before eating. That’s all the pathetic excuse I left.

In the bathtub, I recalled the observations about Go Yohan that I hadn’t yet written on my phone.

⓷ Very picky eater_

Is Go Yohan really a picky eater? He disliked sweet side dishes, yet he ate a rotting banana just fine. And one question arose: what does Go Yohan truly dislike, and what does he truly like?

For one, he likes sausages. Strangely, Go Yohan’s lips would twitch noticeably just by looking at a sausage. Things I suspect he dislikes are green vegetables, tofu, pork seasoned with gochujang, tasteless beef, fish cutlets, and dried pollack gangjeong. I still don’t know which of these are true and which are false.

Foods I still don’t know if he likes or dislikes are seafood, especially crustaceans. Honestly, I’d bet he likes them. But just in case, I’ve been asking Auntie not to make any crustacean dishes.

“What on earth is Go Yohan’s true identity?”

I placed the water surface at lip level and blew. Air bubbles popped everywhere.

By now, I should have drained the bathtub and gotten out. My fingertips were all wrinkled from being in too long. I had stayed for too long. But my body was still in the bathtub, submerged in the hot water, unable to get out.

My scared gaze kept going to the tightly closed door.

I turned my gaze again. The huge full-length mirror on one side of the wall came into my blurry vision.

“It’s truly a sight to behold.”

They still haven’t taken that down? Since I rarely come into this bathroom, I keep forgetting about that monstrosity.

Honestly, as soon as I entered the bathroom and saw that mirror, I regretted and despaired over my choice. No, why doesn’t Go Yohan get rid of that thing? Doesn’t he see his naked body so explicitly every time he washes? Does he perhaps like looking at his own body? Is he crazy?

…But he might actually like it.

Go Yohan, perhaps too familiar with himself to realize, was blessed. His tall height, broad shoulders, muscles that appeared with just a little exercise, long neck, an Adam’s apple like a swallowed apple slice, and a low voice. And while he was born with an aura dripping with testosterone, his face, surprisingly, was delicate.