Chapter 35 – Episode 35 – Lim Ga-Hye’s Story (1)
Gahye Lim was not a precocious child.
On the contrary, she was a later child than other children.
When she was in elementary school, she had a hard time understanding when her few friends talked about her sexuality.
She was like that even when she was in her first year of middle school.
Thanks to that, her first masturbation was in the third year of middle school, and compared to others, it was quite slow.
But her curiosity was as deep as it was late.
Her curiosity about her sexuality was unusually deep.
Or maybe she had a superior sexual desire.
Was she around 8 years ago?
Gahye Lim read one of her sexy stories on her own smartphone.
She was just trying to search for idols she thought were good-looking, but the posts she found were about men doing dirty things with each other.
She was exhausted at first.
‘What are the children of the laborers doing together?’
She laughed for no reason while reading the article.
It is clearly a description of a serious act.
I understand that, but the content was not serious at all.
No, she didn’t understand her seriousness.
She sneered and quickly closed the page of the novel.
But from then on, she started to see growth.
Even though she was laughing, even though she didn’t really understand, she was reading it all.
She should have known from then on.
She is a person who likes dirty things.
***
The first mobile phone.
It is a smartphone that was developed significantly later than other smartphones.
It is also late because it is a rural area.
There is also a reason why I didn’t really see the need.
However, after birth, she quickly fell in love with surfing the Internet.
She could now freely use the Internet, which she had occasionally used on her father’s laptop.
She wandered around looking at things, as people who don’t know well tend to do, but soon she began to focus on her own interests.
It was sex.
‘I didn’t know much, but there was something like this.’
What she often felt good about was masturbating when she washed her pee hole in the shower.
The feeling she felt when she scratched it with her fingers or the edge of the desk was orgasmic.
And…
‘I guess that’s what the people around me looked at me…’
As Lim Ga-hye learned about her sex, the first thing she realized was her own body.
Big breasts.
Really huge breasts.
Even when she watched at TV or around her, she didn’t see any women with breasts as big as hers.
Are some of the Westerners in movies barely the same size?
She didn’t have a bra that fit, so she had to wear several ugly bras because her breasts were so big.
And the reason men around her sometimes did strange things to her was because of her breasts.
Among the few classmates, seniors, and juniors, there were times when the attitude of boys towards me was strange.
Feeling depressed for no reason, excited or excited for no reason.
It was difficult for her to understand the attitudes on both sides.
Why do boys become so quiet when dealing with me?
Why do boys get so excited and excited when they meet me and come forward for no reason?
It was because everyone was excited to see their breasts.
I searched and found that men like big breasts.
I don’t know, but it seemed like the bigger the breasts, the more sex appeal.
And she realizes one more thing.
There were times when some of the uncles or older brothers who worked at the ranch had a strange attitude towards him.
And that his father or mother was always watching him knowingly or unknowingly.
She was the reason why her father, Mr. Choi, who worked well, was kicked out after being her fan until his death.
Was this the reason why my father let me help with the ranch work and taught me exercise and even useless self-defense techniques?
My father always said that, if necessary, one should be able to protect one’s own body.
At the same time, she taught her sports and martial arts.
Since she loved to move her body, she just enjoyed it, but after learning her reason, she felt a little grateful.
***
After realizing that fact, she felt uncomfortable with the man for a while.
It was because he knew that their eyes turned to his chest first.
Whether you know someone or not, look at your own heart first.
‘You’re thinking about sex.’
She could tell by looking at those eyes.
She, who had been reluctant to meet men for a while, began her studies in response.
It was partly because she had nothing else to do, and partly because she was also a high school student.
Thanks to this, her grades were improving rapidly.
Compared to before, she spent significantly less time going out, and the time she spent reading books increased.
If it was natural, it was natural.
Will her father give her a private tutor for her? She asked
It was natural for a father who wanted to do anything for his daughter who was studying.
But as expected, she was reluctant.
Because from listening to her friends, she realized that there were no female tutors around here.
“I don’t like having someone come to my house.”
When my father heard that, he was taken aback for a moment.
Why is he like this? Oops, is it puberty? No, of course it is worth it.
So Lim Ga-hye’s father applied for a video tutoring service through the Internet.
“This will be fine. No one will come and help you study.”
Lim Ga-hye was also satisfied.
As she got better at studying little by little, she became greedy about studying.
She was reaching a level where it was increasingly difficult for her to solve her questions just by looking at school or her surroundings.
Tutoring was necessary.
A tutor that won’t harm her.
***
Video tutoring was fun.
It would be funny to say that tutoring was fun, but that was true for Lim Ga-hye.
Turn on the app at a set time on a set day.
Place her phone on a suitable stand and focus on her face.
Then you will be contacted.
A man’s face appears, and class soon begins.
The man was clumsy.
She often stumbled over her own questions about the subject she was teaching.
While studying, she was often unaware of her progress.
But it was good.
The man was kind and eager to answer any of his questions.
The man did his best to help her understand whether she knew something or not.
Whether it was studying or private life, the man told me everything.
Everything was done at one’s own pace.
Even if he slightly ignored the rules of the tutoring service, he prioritized himself.
Little by little she liked him.
Contradictory?
That’s right, there is a bit of a contradiction.
She was avoiding men.
I felt burdened by those eyes looking at me with dirty eyes.
But do you like your tutor?
Of course, unlike the surrounding men, the tutor was different in that she looked out for herself, but still, a man was a man.
Since she was avoiding men, her tutor would have been someone to avoid as well.
But Gahye Lim didn’t just want to avoid men.
***
As Lim Ga-hye concentrated on her studies, she spent more time in her room.
Until she was in middle school, she learned sports and helped her with her ranch work, so she had a lot of physical strength.
Of course, since she stayed in her room, she started to have energy left.
Was it a reaction? Or was that just her temperament?
Whatever the reason, her interest in sex was growing greatly.
All of her stress from studying was resolved through sex.
All of her remaining stamina was exhausted through masturbation.
I watch porn and look at pornographic photos.
I also learned words related to sex, such as “Tits job”, “Teasing”, “Gangbang”, Etc.
She sexually explored both the male and female bodies.
As a result, the amount of masturbation increased further.
Yes, she was avoiding the man.
But at the same time, she strongly wanted a man.
I hate people like perverts around me.
I was desperately wishing there was someone, a man that I liked.
And in Lim Ga-hye’s opinion, the video tutor was a pretty good person.
As she listened to him in her classes and she talked to him, she gradually realized that he was a nice guy.
He had a naive side, and when he joked around, he was treated well.
Still, she tried to give her whole heart and everything for herself.
At the same time, she was not looked down upon because she was young.
Looking at her voice and profile, she is quite young, so the age difference between her and herself is not that big…
In this way, Gahye Lim was developing her feelings for her tutor.
***
Requesting personal contact information was prohibited in video tutoring services.
Not only was it forbidden for a teacher to make demands on a student, but the reverse was also true.
So she couldn’t ask that through chat or voice.
If her request for contact information was recorded, the administrator would catch it and force her to leave the class.
But it wasn’t that there was no way.
The method used by Lim Ga-hye was analog.
One day, Gahye Lim wrote down a problem in her notebook, showed it to her teacher, and asked a question.
As she did so, she wrote a small question in the corner.
‘Do you see this? If you see it, write it in small size in the corner the same way when you show the answer sheet.’
The teacher didn’t react for a while.
She just focused on class.
So she wrote again.
‘Please.’
She was a good teacher. A single word of request brought back a response.
‘Why are you doing that?’
‘Contact’
‘Please let me know’
She was nervous and asked questions over two pages.
There was no response again for a while.
She waited.
Even after 10 minutes, the class was still going on.
‘Please contact me’
‘Please contact me’
‘Teacher’s contact information’
So she whined.
It was that time.
The teacher cleared his throat once and spoke.
“If you look at this non-literary passage, there is talk about morality…”
I expected her to clear her throat, but it turned out she was just going through class.
It was the moment when Lim Ga-hye’s expectations were about to turn into her disappointment.
“With the advent of the Internet, things like Netiquette and precautions have increased, which was a popular passage a few years ago. It was a time when attention to new environments was on the rise.”
It’s bland. It’s not fun.
“Hmph…”
“But, you really have to be careful.”
“What?”
“Because people no longer meet in person through the Internet, it has become more difficult to get to know the other person.”
“Yes.”
“Really.”
What is it?
There’s something more personal about it.
“Originally, when people judge others, they use their eyes, ears, nose, and touch…”
“What is it, the feeling of touch? Giggling.”
“I also use touch. I can feel something on my skin by holding my hand, feeling that skin, or just being in the same space. Is there anything like that?”
Is that so?
When I think about it, I think it was the same way when I treated cows.
“Anyway, the only way to find information on the Internet is through words, right? That’s why it’s easy to deceive.”
“Are you cheating?”
It’s common sense that there are a lot of scammers.
“Yes, it’s really easy.”
Suddenly, I realize that the teacher’s voice is a little different from usual.
Gahye Lim was able to notice because she had been taking classes with her teacher for a long time.
“So you have to be careful, especially don’t trust just anyone.”
“Yes…”
Why does this sound like a sermon?
He was a teacher who avoided sermons whenever possible.
So there were things I liked.
“Especially you.”
Lim Ga-hye’s nickname was Eumme, and the two were called by nicknames.
“It’s more because it’s a girl… I know, I know, I know it’s completely hoarse. It’s a hoarse sound with a hint of alcohol!”
The man continues speaking.
“But there are too many men who target girls and do bad things.”
You mean sex?
Ga-hye holds back what she wants to tease.
“Especially because there are so many people who take advantage of students and commit fraud.”
After that, the man emphasized.
“Never! Don’t trust just anyone and don’t give them your contact information or give them a chance to do stupid things.”
“Teacher, are you like that too?”
“Of course I won’t.”
‘Then why?’
Write in writing, not in words.
There is silence between the two for a moment.
At that time, the alarm sounds.
It was a notification from the app that there were 5 minutes left in class.
Gahye quickly scribbles in the corner again.
This time it is her messenger ID.
She writes something down again.
‘Contact me today’
‘If you don’t do it, I’ll drop that class.’
“Hey, you…”
“Then, thank you for your hard work, teacher~”
She interrupted him with a greeting.
“Please do well in the next class as well.”
With those words, she turned off the app.
And she dived into the bed holding the phone.
Should I contact you?
Will they do it?
My heart is pounding.
It’s scary.
I’m nervous.
Why did you do this?
I find myself laughing too.
I hope it goes well.
It’s more desperate than funny.
At that time, a message rings on the phone.
Hurry up and see.
This is a person I don’t know.
The first sentence is visible.
‘Mmmeni?’
It was funny.
It was funny to be called a moo outside of class.
Or maybe I was laughing because I was happy.
She immediately made a video call.
The contact sound lasts for a long time.
‘Fool.’
I just messaged you, so I should receive it right away. Why are you hesitating?
It’s not very long, but after a long time, the contact sound stops.
“Hello?”
I heard a familiar voice.
She held her phone in her arms high and let her own face shine through.
