NOVEL NEXT Chapter 6.1
Chirp chirp.
My eyes open.
At the same time, I feel dampness down below.
“Ah, shit.”
Once again, I had a wet dream.
Lately, I’ve been having erotic dreams almost every time I close my eyes, so the frequency of wet dreams has increased.
It’s all because of Lee Ju-ha.
“Damn, vagina brigade! Vagina brigade!”
“Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!”
“Did you really think a woman could beat a man?”
“I just didn’t mess with you because I was scared of the delinquent guys you hang out with! If we fought one-on-one, you’d get absolutely wrecked like a loser!”
“You… you bastard… oof… ugh!”
“Ugh, get pregnant! Get pregnant!”
“Ah, not inside!”
“Ah—, I’m gonna come-.”
Drip, drip.
Except I didn’t actually come, damn it. I just messed up my underwear.
What a ridiculous dream to have.
It’s not like I’ve never imagined it before, but… this is the first time I’ve dreamed about it so vividly.
“Ugh.”
I move my damp underwear to the bathroom.
Scrub, scrub, scrub. Damn it, what a way to start the morning—with a sense of shame.
Still, it was a pretty good dream.
Dominating the arrogant Lee Ju-ha just the way I wanted, finishing inside without restraint…
Could I ever do something like that in reality?
“Hmm…”
I don’t know. I can’t even imagine it.
Doing it forcefully honestly doesn’t seem realistic.
The only way that could happen is if Lee Ju-ha becomes so addicted to my dick that she can’t live without it—something utterly ridiculous.
At that point, I’d be able to say something like, “You can’t survive without my dick!” and go all out, just like in porn.
“Shit.”
Have I been watching too much porn?
I finished washing my underwear and checked my phone.
[GotBurger: Today’s Burger Coupon!]
…Damn it.
The usual clutter in my Kkachat feed.
For a socially awkward loser like me, checking my empty Kkachat feed has just become a habit.
With nowhere else to turn, I end up tapping on it without thinking.
As if I’m hoping for something to actually show up.
[Lee Ju-ha: Hey]
Just as I thought that, a Kkachat notification actually popped up.
[Lee Ju-ha: It’s done, lol. Come check it out.]
It’s already finished?
Has it been about a week since that day?
It was completed much faster than I expected.
[When should I come?]
[Lee Ju-ha: Whenever.]
Today’s classes end around 3 PM…
If I take the bus, I should get there before 4 PM.
What impeccable timing.
The day I have a wet dream about Lee Ju-ha, it just so happens that it’s completed.
“Damn it.”
For some reason, I’m already worried.
Did she at least properly blur out my face?
I haven’t even experienced much of college life yet, and if rumors start spreading that I’m a porn actor, I might just hang myself.
I quickly finished getting ready for school.
“That’s all for today’s class.”
“Good work, everyone—.”
Ugh, that was exhausting.
Just attending class drains all my energy.
Especially engineering classes—they’re on another level.
General education classes are bearable, but basic major subjects? Just listening to them makes my brain feel like it’s going to explode.
I get action and reaction, fine.
But what the hell is a moment?
I understand force, okay. But what’s torque? And what’s a moment?
I get the direction of force, sure. But what’s the torque center? And what’s the direction of the moment? Damn it!
“Ah… my head.”
Honestly, isn’t my brain basically the same as those delinquent guys’?
I tell myself I’m different, but deep down, if you really look at it, I’m probably similar.
Maybe I just have a bit more social awareness, but intelligence-wise, we’re probably about the same…
“No way, damn it…”
That can’t be true.
I’ve got to be good at something… at least one thing.
I packed up my stuff, slung my bag over my shoulder, and headed out.
3 PM. I’ve got plenty of time to make it there by 4.
‘Who am I, really?’
What am I even good at?
I’m not particularly good at studying.
I’m not even good at having fun.
A loser who’s bad at studying… could there be anything worse than that?
A loser who lost their virginity to a delinquent?
Well, that’s kind of rare, I guess.
A loser who makes content on OnlyFans?
Now that’s actually pretty unique.
Damn, the more I think about it, the more ridiculous it gets, so I decided to stop.
‘But what is OnlyFans anyway?’
Feeling unnecessarily anxious, I searched the site out of curiosity.
OnlyFans, OnlyPants, OnlyBunz, and so on…
There were so many spin-off sites.
“Hmm…”
It felt like a mix between Twitter and Instagram.
Kind of like those two popular social media platforms I know, blended together in a balanced way.
I scrolled casually, looking for profile pictures that caught my eye.
When I spotted someone pretty, a profile I liked, I clicked on it.
On the profile, there were various free photos available for viewing.
As I browsed, I started feeling curious about something deeper, something more hidden. Turns out, you pay to unlock and view that content.
“Man, there really is all kinds of stuff out there…”
And people actually make money like this.
No need to go to Japan or anywhere else. You just shoot it yourself and sell it directly on the site.
“Hmm…”
As I strolled through the area, I found myself standing in front of Lee Ju-ha’s apartment before I even realized it. Having been here once before, my steps seemed to instinctively lead me back. With a slight hesitation, I licked my lips and pressed the doorbell.
Ding-dong.
“Come in.”
A familiar voice called out from inside.
She hadn’t even locked the door.
With a small click, I opened the door to find the room exactly as it was a week ago.
Though there was a bit more laundry piled up, making it look slightly messier, the overall vibe hadn’t changed much.
Sniff sniff.