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The blood froze in Yeosang's veins. His breath got stuck in his throat and he suddenly felt the need to scream, but he managed to control it. Instead, he huffed for a brief moment and looked around himself, wondering if he really was inside his apartment or someone else's.

As the male was about to pinch himself to check if he was living in a dream or not, Jieun giggled and that was the proof that it was the real world. Yeosang's fingers tightened around the doorknob, resisting the feeling to kiss her on the spot.

"Hi, Yeosang. I think I forgot something."

She said, letting the tips of her index fingers touch her cheek in a sheepish way while biting her lower lip.

Yeosang blinked a couple of times before realizing what he had to do next. He wanted to slap himself violently for being that stupid when it came to Jieun. So, he moved on one side to let the girl cross the threshold of his apartment.

His knees began to shake whereas looking at her walking inside his flat, the sound of her big heels echoing in his living room. Yeosang closed the door and walked toward his backpack to crouch down and pulling out his books, wondering if she had left something inside of one of them by mistake.

When the male stood back up, Jieun's figure was almost glued to Yeosang's body, which made him jump and gasp, letting the books fall loudly on the floor. The sound of himself gulping roared in the male's ears and he hoped that the girl couldn't listen to his heart crazily pounding in his ribcage.

Jieun's hand traveled from his stomach up to his chest, her eyes, on the other side, never left Yeosang's.

"I'm not talking about those."

She said, her voice incredibly deep and raspy as her fingers pressed on the male's chest, pushing him and making him walk backward until the back of his knees hit the cushion of the sofa, obligating Yeosang to sit heavily on it.

If a few moments ago, only his legs were shaking, now he was a trembling mess, eyes widened and lips parted and he stared at Jieun standing right in front of him with her arms crossed under her breast.

Then, something strange happened. It wasn't strange because it didn't make any sense, but it was more unexpected coming from Jieun. She bent a little, her fingers grasped on the long skirt of her dress and pulled it up, unveiling her pale and smooth thighs, almost showing her undergarments.

It was hard for Yeosang to look away from that vision he had been wanting to see for years, now. Though, he would've never thought that things would've ended like that, her knocking at his apartment and getting undressed in front of him. The male wanted to take things slow. Plus, wasn't interested in her in that sense, he really liked her and wanted to win her heart and show her his love before having sex.

Yeosang gulped loudly again, especially when she came closer to his figure and straddled him, sinking her knees in both sides of the male's hips. At that moment, Yeosang wishes to have the skill to disappear inside the sofa to avoid that awkward and embarrassing situation he found himself in.