Chapter 89 – #89. Change
Only 3 days left until design deadline.
All tests are somehow over.
I was not allowed time to rejoice at the fact that the test was over.
“Hey. Huimin. Do you have 75?”
75. Also known as spray re-glue.
I didn’t even know that such a thing existed until I entered the architecture department, but now the fact that I live with these words in my mouth hurts my heart.
“Here.”
Hwimin, who was engrossed in model work, rummaged through the drawer and handed me a black aluminum cylinder.
“Thank you.”
75 The spray has a terrible smell and leaves ugly marks if it gets on the floor here and there, so it is a rule that it must be sprayed from outside.
I had no choice but to put on my coat and go outside.
“Whoa…”
A pure white breath comes out.
You only have to last three days. It’s Minho.
I tried to make up my mind, but I couldn’t help the fact that I couldn’t go home even though it was 3 am.
After spreading the vinyl in a corner outside the building and shaking the spray bottle up and down, I started spraying on the printed drawing.
Chi profit.
After making sure that the spray was evenly applied, the paper was carefully pressed onto the model material.
I thought it would be okay to come out for a while, but my hands are so cold.
I rushed back into the building and headed to Naeun’s seat to refresh myself.
“I~ is~ Jean~”
It was a title I would never call normally, but I thought that the only person who could soothe my broken mentality was my girlfriend.
“Ah. Brother. I told you not to call me that. It’s like chewing.”
“Okay. I’m chewing I’ve been chewing on him since middle school.”
I must have been angry with my design progress, but I was cheating on my girlfriend.
Naeun, who was cutting her, gave a puzzled expression, and she immediately asked her to bring her chair, and she sat slightly sideways.
“Did you do a lot?”
Naeun asks calmly.
“Once the plane has been completed, it is currently being modeled.”
“What about modeling?”
“The basics are done, I’m just going to add the details to take care of the render shots.”
“Okay. Ugh”
She stretches her arms all the way.
My girlfriend’s eyes also had thick dark circles similar to mine.
“Aren’t you supposed to take nutritional supplements?”
I asked, tugging at her cheek.
“What? Oppa, go and look in the mirror. Because it looks twice as bad as me.”
…That’s because I’m a two-jober right now.
The illustration of Song Hanbyeol, her new character in [I Imprisoned Her], Had not yet been entrusted.
I didn’t even have the mind to write my own.
There’s no way I’ll have time to come up with a new composition and find out what props to put in just because I’m applying for an illustration.
I couldn’t write a novel outside anyway, so I was just writing while I was at home so I couldn’t sleep.
“Sleep.”
She takes something from her bag and hands it to me.
“What?”
“Nutrients.”
“Omg. Did you bring it for me?”
And. The real Hannah is a woman like you…!
It was at that moment when I realized that I was a lucky guy.
“No. You’re just eating it during the closing season when you meet me?”
…I should have just not said that. It’s good.
Still, the fact that Naeun gave it to me made me smile.
A girlfriend who helps out for a boyfriend who is struggling… It’s like a pure love story, isn’t it?
In fact, lately I’ve been feeling like my hair is getting weirder.
Obviously, I thought I would try a normal love affair, but should I say that it has become better?
I could find myself becoming more and more daring and radical.
If you ask me if I wasn’t originally like this, I don’t think so, but I thought I had endured it well until now.
I just thought fantasy was fantasy, and current life is current life, but this fantasy-like girlfriend kept breaking down my mental guard.
No. Would you have imagined that you would do that in the school seminar room at dawn?
Crazy year…
My girlfriend used to be a crazy bitch but now she’s so good with me…
“What are you doing not eating? Shame on the person who gave it to me.”
As I was blankly thinking about our love affair at school not too long ago, Naeun stabbed me in the side.
“Ah. I’ll eat. Now.”
“Here is the water.”
I handed over a pink tumbler that goes well with Naeun.
Unfortunately, we had come too far to be conscious of things like indirect kisses.
Apparently, we’ve been dating for a little over a month now.
It felt like a very old lover.
“Ruler. Now go and do your brother’s work again. I have to cut this.”
Naeun, who had pasted the graph paper on the thin basswood board, picked up the ruler again.
“I hate to do it so much. Naeun.”
Hwimin, who sits next to me, won’t accept me if I whine, saying it’s fucking stupid.
Naeun is staring at me with her arms crossed.
After holding her posture for a moment, she gestured for me to come closer.
Leaning her upper body toward her, she suddenly grabbed her by my ear and pulled it into her mouth.
She thought she was going to say something, but she wasn’t.
With one hand, as if whispering in her ear, Naeun put up a screen over her and started caressing my ear.
Side. Jjook.
From the ear lobe to the cochlea.
Her soft tongue made a dirty sound as it smeared with her saliva.
I wasn’t interested in ASMR videos at all, but I felt like I knew why I was looking for and listening to them.
Even though it was a brief caress, I could feel my lower leg swollen halfway.
“Haa… Oppa…”
Na-Eun, who makes a strange swearing sound.
I looked the other way with one eye in case someone would see it, but while everyone was engrossed in their work, no one paid any attention to the two of us sitting in the corner.
“Sex is over. Right? Naeun wants to cum in her womb.”
Naeun’s whispers are almost like obscene lines.
Naeun’s palm stroked her upper thighs up and down.
Also… Are you trying to do something in school with me somewhere?
Even though I was worried, as I recognized the taste, I felt anticipation welling up in my heart.
But as soon as I removed her hand from her ear, she returned to her usual expression as if nothing had happened.
“There has to be a deadline. Now go and sharpen your knife again.”
This is normal, but…
I was hating her for no reason.
If you look at the song lyrics, there are a lot of things like ‘If you’re going to do this, don’t be nice to me.’
I was finally able to understand those lyrics deeply in my heart.
“Hu… Yes…! Goes…!”
After finishing this, I went back to my seat with the mindset of having a party at my real house.
Naeun couldn’t say that she slept on her face after 30 minutes.
* * *
Ha… Finally, this semester is coming to an end.
I checked once again to make sure my makeup wasn’t weird, and I got out of the bathroom.
“Naeun. I think your outfit is my taste right now.”
“What is it. Are you saying that wasn’t your usual taste?”
He’s a funny man this.
I don’t even think about how I usually go around.
I didn’t, but the last time I talked to you on the phone to buy some clothes and go around…
To use the Gabulgi that my mother bought for me.
However, looking at the clothes my brother was wearing, it was not a lie, but it seemed like it was real, so it was impossible to criticize it further.
Still, as today is the deadline, my brother also came out clean.
A dark brown coat over a black polar tee.
I’m sure he’s tall, so even though his proportions aren’t great, his clothes look good.
“What number is it today?”
“I am number 5 in our class. You”
Haha… I envy you…
5 times.
Mockups and prints. After submitting all the results, the one who finished first was an unconditional gain.
Generally, the final evaluation seems to take about 10 to 15 minutes per person, but with more than 50 students per grade, it took a while.
Even if you just do a rough calculation, 500 minutes. It started at 12 and ended at 8.
At this pace, I thought maybe I wouldn’t receive it around 6:00 or 7:00.
“I’m number 11 in my class.”
“Aigoo…”
Oppa, as if he immediately understood my sadness, hit his forehead.
“I will stay with you when my presentation is over.”
“No. Go home and rest What are you next to?”
I couldn’t even sleep properly, so why wait for me to be scolded and listen to it next to me?
And honestly, I didn’t want my brother to see me breaking up with the professors.
Even if I can’t show my cool side, I really don’t want to show my broken side…
“No no. After today, it’s the end of the day. It is a happy day.”
Even though his face was tired, he smiled wide at me.
“Let’s celebrate together. To each other who endured hard.”
…Why do you look great?
He doesn’t look down at me arrogantly like Jinseong Lee, and he doesn’t tease me by pulling out his cock.
He could feel his heart pounding at his brother’s kind words.
“…What are we going to eat after we finish?”
I asked him for the dinner menu in a low voice.
…Anyway, I seemed to be out of order.
