Chapter 162 – Episode 162. Ep.49 on the Subway, Alone – 2 (2)
“Song Joo-hee.”
The man whispered into Juhee’s ear.
Thud! And her heart sank.
Her excited body froze.
My name… Do you know?
How… ?
Could it be someone I know?
The words were spoken in a whisper, so the voice could not be distinguished.
I wanted to raise my head and check the man’s face, but I couldn’t.
It wasn’t because my body was uncomfortably stuck.
No matter how crowded it was, I was able to turn my head.
I just didn’t have the courage.
I felt like I was naked.
The man was acting as if he knew what kind of person she was.
“Get down.”
Eventually, the subway door opened and Joohee got off the subway as if being pushed by a man.
***
Joo-hee got off at the station and looked back, trembling with fear.
In addition to her, several people were getting off at the same time.
Among those getting off, there was no sight of a man wearing a hat.
No one wore a hat.
Although I didn’t see it with my own eyes, I thought the man might not have gotten off the train for some reason.
With her mind busy, she went and sat down on the chair in front.
Her startled heart had to calm down first.
I was molested…
That person knew my name.
She recalled what had happened to her.
It was a funny thing to say, but she was okay with being a pervert.
Her clothes were short, and her panties were visible underneath her.
Maybe it was noticeable that she was wearing no bra, and that she was rubbing her breasts against the glass of the door.
That’s why he became the target of a bold man.
Since he seemed to like being touched, he may have used his hands more boldly.
It was my first experience up to that point, so it could have happened.
Although she hoped that such a thing would not happen, there was also a part of her that, knowingly or unknowingly, expected it, and to some extent, she brought it upon herself.
The problem was next.
My name… I knew it.
It was as if the man knew that she was a pervert woman who enjoyed exposure.
So she dressed scantily and acted like she knew she was on the subway.
Is that why I was involved from the beginning?
Finding out who I am… ?
Knowing her name meant that someone knew her.
But I had no idea who the other person was.
I couldn’t see her face, and her voice was so low and quiet that no one came to mind.
First… Should I go back home?
***
Joo-hee, who had been thinking alone on a busy platform, boarded a train heading in the opposite direction.
The subway was still crowded, but not as crowded as before, as it was past peak hour.
My body was slightly heated by the man’s touch earlier, but his mind was complicated, and he was not planning anything dirty.
There were men glancing at me because their short clothes caught my eye, and I couldn’t just feel their gaze.
What the hell… Who was it?
If anyone was worthy of playing a prank on her, she was Eun-jeong.
What if Eun-jeong was whispering in a lower voice like a man?
But Joo Hee shook her head.
Although Eunjeong was tall like her model, she was only by women’s standards and not as tall as men.
At first glance, the man wearing the hat looked like a man and was taller than Eun-jeong.
Above all, it was unrealistic that Eun-jeong would come to Joo-hee’s neighborhood at this time, secretly ride the subway together, and grope her body.
Even if she had pulled off such a prank, she would have quickly revealed who she was.
I don’t know.
I’m anxious…
Have I been caught by a man I don’t know?
Joohee had been going out on dangerous occasions in the neighborhood near my house for quite some time.
There have been quite a few times when I’ve been noticed by other people.
Maybe some people recognized her as a pervert.
It’s not ‘maybe’…
A clerk at a convenience store I frequented at night, a part-time worker at a room café, a man I met at a karaoke bar and a bar, a part-time worker at a cartoon café…
Looking back, there were quite a few close encounters.
I wondered if I had been walking around too thoughtlessly and dangerously.
But how did they know her name?
The last face that came to mind was Yunsu.
But I immediately drew an X in my head.
He was a candidate as ridiculous as Eun-jeong.
The last time they met, she broke up with him in a messy way.
Putting that aside, considering his usual appearance, it was difficult to imagine that he would pull a prank like this.
Weeing.
The station near her house was just around the corner.
I heard my cell phone vibrating nearby.
I checked inside my bag to see if my cell phone was ringing.
… What is it?
What is this?
When I checked inside, I found a cell phone vibrating.
But it wasn’t her cell phone.
Her cell phone was quietly sleeping beneath the cell phone she had never seen before, vibrating.
What the hell…
It wasn’t like I was pickpocketed, on the contrary, there was an unknown item in my bag.
Someone had secretly opened her bag and put a new item in it.
It wasn’t an illusion that the bag seemed heavy earlier.
“Get off.”
Just then, the train arrived at the station and the door opened.
Joo-hee realized that she had been blocking the path in front of the door.
I hurriedly got off the subway with the other people.
I went straight to the chair I saw and sat down.
The cell phone I saw for the first time was still vibrating.
I think I should get it…
I was scared because of what happened earlier, but I couldn’t answer the phone.
The sender’s name was ‘Song Joo-hee.’
It seemed like the man who had groped her earlier had put this cell phone in her bag and was calling her.
“Hello…”
Tuk.
I mustered up the courage to answer the phone, but it hung up as soon as I answered.
When I checked after the call hung up, it seemed like I had made a voicemail call through some messenger app, not a regular phone call.
It was my first messenger app, and I received several messages through it.
The name of the person who sent the message was ‘Song Joo-hee’, the same as the name of the person who just made a voice call.
[Did you get off well?]
[It would be better to answer quickly.]
[Photo]
Looking at the time the message arrived, it seemed like it had already been sent when Joohee was pushed off the subway by the man who was groping her.
Since she didn’t reply to the message, it seemed like she was calling.
As she was checking the messenger app window from above, she froze when she saw the photo her partner had sent.
That was her picture.
He was naked and exposed on the street near his house at night.
Although her face was blurred and unrecognizable, she was able to immediately recognize the woman in the photo.
Because it was her own self, not anyone else’s.
She looked around, afraid that someone might see her.
She still had a lot of people passing by on her platform, but no one was interested in her.
[Why don’t you answer after reading?]
Just then a new message arrived.
Like the messenger that Joohee usually uses, this messenger also seemed to be able to check whether the other person had read the message.
She also wanted to send her answer.
She didn’t know who it was, and she was scared, but she wanted to ask what was going on.
But I didn’t know what to say.
[There are a few more photos.]
[Send me more?]
I could tell what kind of photo the other person was talking about without having to ask.
It was probably a photo of her walking around naked on the street near her house.
I never imagined that a photo like this would be taken.
It’s too late to regret it now.
The incident had already happened.
When I think about it now, it was even stranger that nothing happened since we were exposed so often in the same neighborhood.
I felt stupid.
While she was blaming herself, several more photos arrived.
The other person hasn’t said anything like that yet, but it seemed like he was going to threaten to spread this photo if I didn’t listen.
So she hurriedly sent a reply.
‘Who are you?’
That was all she said when she was worried.
[A person I rode the subway with.]
It was as expected.
The man who was secretly groping Joohee had put this cell phone in his bag.
I knew who she was from the beginning and approached her.
[Show me your breasts.]
Juhee’s heart sank at the message that followed.
The man clearly stated what he wanted without saying anything that sounded like a threat.
Her mind was busy.
What should I do?
What should I do…
You have to tell them to stop.
No, what’s the use?
Should I report it?
You need to ask someone for help. To Eunjeong?
[Photo]
[Photo]
At that time, pictures arrived one after another that froze Juhee’s mind.
In the photo, several sheets of paper with large prints of her sexy appearance were held at the man’s fingertips.
As expected, the one photo I sent earlier wasn’t the only picture of her obscene appearance.
There were several sheets like this.
Due to the angle of the photo taken, the face was not clearly visible, but perhaps the ones currently being printed may not have been blurred.
The next photo showed the man’s hand folding the papers and trying to put them in the apartment mailbox.
For some reason, I felt familiar with the sight of mailboxes lined up.
[Room 1408, Building 105.]
[Right?]
Joo-hee felt cold.
To my house… Do you know?
[I’m sure my parents will like it when they see it.]
The photos the man sent were more powerful than any words.
It appears that he is currently on the first floor of the apartment where she lives.
And I was trying to print out the picture she had taken and put it in her mailbox.
[Show me your breasts, and I’ll take the photos back.]
[I have earphones in my bag, so put them on and answer the phone.]
The man’s message continued.
Sure enough, a call came right away through the messenger app.
It wasn’t just a phone call, it was a video call.
For now, it seemed like I had no choice but to accept it.
I couldn’t imagine anything more terrible than having my secret information revealed to my parents.
I checked the bag again and found that there were indeed wireless earphones just as the man said.
I answered the phone while wearing it.
There was no sign of her counterpart on the screen, only the face of the woman who answered the phone.
It felt like she was taking a selfie, not talking on the phone.
“Hello…”
Joohee spoke with a trembling voice.
[If you listen carefully, nothing will happen.]
I answered the phone at best, but I couldn’t hear anything through my earphones.
Instead, a message from a man appeared next to the screen.
The man didn’t want to hear his own voice, but it seemed like he was calling to hear Joohee’s voice.
[Show me your breasts.]
[Right now.]
Or, because I wanted to see Joohee’s breasts. Right now.
