“You, why are you here…”
My legs gave way like a marionette with cut strings, and I slumped right down to the floor. A familiar palm was extended to me. I wanted to slap it away with all my might, but I had no choice but to take the help he offered.
“That’s what I should be asking.”
His cool gaze moved very slowly, following the hand extending from him to me. Before meeting his almond-shaped eyes that were moving upward in a sticky manner as if licking me thoroughly, I unconsciously quickly averted my gaze.
The long fingers wrapping my trembling hand slowly rubbed the back of my stiffened hand.
“Since you’re not a homeroom teacher, you’re not here to take photos.”
“……”
“Hmm…”
I was afraid of silence. When I was with Woo Tae-seon, I was especially afraid when the silence lengthened as if he was pondering something. I couldn’t meet his gaze, which could go in any unpredictable direction. I was scared that my eyes, filled with fear, would become a short fuse.
“…Just, just came for a moment!”
“Did you come to see me?”
A frightened voice and a gentle voice burst out simultaneously. Woo Tae-seon’s rounded eyes with no sharp edges met mine.
“…Huh? Oh, yes.”
I see. The corners of his eyes curved gently as Woo Tae-seon smiled. It was quite a bright smile, not a grumpy one. My heart started to pound as anxiety and relief mingled. I swallowed hard.
“Stand up.”
“Yeah. I was just, about to go now. Now, I was about to leave.”
“Hold onto this.”
“…Huh?”
“Hold here, Teacher.”
This time, I looked at Woo Tae-seon. I blinked repeatedly, not understanding what he meant.
The anxiety that had alertly raised its head screamed at me to run away immediately. Nevertheless, I couldn’t, was unable to speak a refusal from his gaze, his voice.
Biting my teeth, keeping my lips as closed as possible, I quickly muttered while glancing down at where Woo Tae-seon was.
“…What are you doing?”
“Why are you looking at me? You should look ahead.”
“Why, why, why are you doing this, Tae-seon…”
“You said you came to see me. So I’m letting you see.”
Our gazes met briefly. I felt anxious, unable to know what Woo Tae-seon was thinking, what it meant that he was no longer smiling.
“Oh, it’s the math teacher!”
“Teacher Jae-yun!”
The students who discovered me suddenly appearing at the second-floor railing shouted.
“Teacher, did you come to see us?”
“What are you saying! No, right? Teacher Jae-yun is our class teacher! You came to see us, right?”
The children ran to the nearby basketball court, waving their hands energetically. One of them lightly dribbled the basketball as if by habit, making loud thumping sounds on the court. My heart raced loudly along with it, anxious in the midst of the quiet peace.
“…Ah!”
I jerked upright as if bitten on the ankle by something sharp. A cool, snake-scale-like palm was coiled around my ankle.
“Why aren’t you answering?”
“…Let go.”
“I’m waiting.”
My ankle was squeezed tightly. As the tension traveled from my heel through my tendons, his thumb pressed firmly into the hollow depression that became more pronounced.
It felt like pressing on a talking doll’s chest. It seemed like he was simply demanding an answer, or perhaps wanting me to say the words he had predetermined, like a recorded voice in a doll’s chest.
Woo Tae-seon slowly moved from my ankle up my calf. My calf trembled along the path his palm left behind. The pale ankle peeking out from my pant leg trembled along with it.
It was because clothes had become thinner as summer approached. That’s also why even the lightest touch over my clothes felt so detailed. It had to be because of that reason.
Nothing escaped from between my parted lips. Though I was desperate enough to cling to anyone, I couldn’t spit it out. Instead, I only ended up tearing my tender insides by swallowing it back.
The most I could manage was to nod my head with difficulty while waving my trembling hands in greeting, or to look at the children waiting for my response with even more yearning in my eyes than they had. Despite my awkward, creaking greeting, the oblivious children shouted with great excitement.
No one could imagine. That someone would be beneath the teacher who was waving happily. That it would be that Woo Tae-seon.
“Haaa…”
My legs weakened and I almost collapsed, but instead I grabbed the thick cylindrical handrail on the railing. Having something to hold onto, even if it couldn’t save me, was somewhat helpful for someone like me who had to endure no matter what.
Meanwhile, Woo Tae-seon, who had moved up higher, gently massaged my stiff thighs. He was careful and persistent, as if loosening knotted muscles.
Of course, they wouldn’t loosen. Woo Tae-seon always mocked me, saying I turned into jelly just by seeing him, but that was wrong. In front of Woo Tae-seon, I actually became more rigid.
And right now, Woo Tae-seon wasn’t even the whole problem.
“…Hnngh.”
Like his hands kneading me however he pleased, the numerous eyes scattered around the gymnasium were like other versions of Woo Tae-seon stimulating me. That they might be watching me from somewhere. Even with innocent gazes, I couldn’t help but feel desperate.
So there I stood alone, in senses maximized by fear.
It felt like someone had grabbed my hair and was mercilessly dunking me in and out of darkness so deep I couldn’t even gauge its depth. My body, soaked and retrieved from the swamp-like tension, only grew stiffer, and even a thin thread of breath was busy being gasped and panted.
In the situation where everyone was driving me to the edge, I only managed to regain some of my senses when the cool touch that had been circling around my entire thigh started heading between my thighs.
“No. No-o.”
I desperately whispered with my head deeply bowed. I did it several times. Even knowing I should quietly comply with everything that boy gave me, I closed my legs.
I had essentially trapped Woo Tae-seon’s hand with my thighs, but I didn’t think I could hold him like this. Just because I was too desperate. Because it really couldn’t happen here. My body reacted before my thoughts. Of course, I didn’t think that my tiny plea would become a spark.
Woo Tae-seon paid no attention to my feeble resistance. The tip of his finger dug between my tightly pressed flesh. His fingers, powerfully penetrating the hardened ground, easily pushed away the helpless soil.
The problem was that it wasn’t just my thighs that were getting hot from the friction.
“Haaaa…”
The rigid back of his hand, moving so easily past my blockade, brushed against my perineum. Through the thin pants, the root of his fingers touched my soft testicles, and his long nails met my partially raised dick.
So his neat nails extending to long fingers, the back of his hand with protruding tendons, and even further to his solid wrist. And from my slick perineum to the dick that had now definitely hardened – they connected in sequence and began to generate heat.
“This is tight too.”
Unlike the past when he would squeeze my dick in his hand and torment the swollen head, this was different. It wasn’t even skin directly touching skin.
The sensation of being rubbed with the back of his hand was rough but more direct. This new, different feeling was pulling up my senses in a way I’d never seen before.
“This is just like fucking your hole, teacher.”
Yes, rather than between my thighs, saying he was digging into the gap below my buttocks would be a more accurate description.
Woo Tae-seon made a fist. Then he repeatedly went back out through the path he had made and came back in. The heat kindled more rapidly with his movements, which were much faster than before.
No, my body tingled as I imagined Woo Tae-seon’s words. Even though I knew it was Woo Tae-seon’s hand splitting my bottom. The manipulated emotions that started in my head spread throughout my body in an instant.
“Right?”
While penetrating my lower part with one hand, Woo Tae-seon grabbed one of my buttocks firmly with his other hand. Though I knew it was just to provide more stable entry, like a supporting function, it felt as if heat was rising in the shape of his palm.
My previously straightened back gradually retreated, causing my buttocks to extend backward. My vision spun and my body trembled. I had thought it fortunate that Woo Tae-seon hadn’t told me to remove my clothes, but I was wrong. The clothes wrapping me felt constricting.
I had long since withdrawn my attention from the gazes on the court. All my senses were concentrated in one place.
“Hnngh… Ah!”
Then, as if suddenly doused with cold water, my mind cleared sharply. I desperately swallowed one word. …Why. It wasn’t appropriate to say to Woo Tae-seon who had suddenly moved away from me.
“Haaa, ungh…”
I slid down without even thinking I should let go of the railing I had been desperately holding onto. With each blink of my eyes, as I gradually understood the situation, my strength drained away. Still clutching the railing I had been clinging to with all my might, I knelt down in a position that resembled someone being punished.
