Chapter 1

5:50 p.m.

This is a monumental first class of tutoring that started thanks to his friend Sumin. Eunchan checked his cell phone watch while repeatedly clenching and spreading his white fingers. The red tongue, which peeps out whenever he is nervous, moistened his lips once and then disappeared immediately.

He rubbed the front of his Converse on the concrete floor in nervousness. The shadow derived from the setting sun shimmering behind the mansion touched the edge of Eunchan’s old shoes. It was time to face it.

“Whew. I can do it!”

After taking a deep breath, Eunchan muttered as if brainwashing himself. Above the entrance to the massive gate that even large vehicles could pass through, the CCTV camera flickered in red and moved constantly. Eunchan’s body shuddered at the motion that seemed to be looking at him.

Calm down. I didn’t come here to steal. It’s called being invited.

He had arrived exactly 10 minutes earlier than the promised time, after thinking about a time that was neither too early nor too late. Eunchan cleared his throat that was choked up due to tension and took his finger to the doorbell installed next to the door. Soon after, a clear bell rang through his alley.

— Who is it?

“My name is Yoo Eunchan, and I’m here today for Lee Yedam’s private tutoring.”

— Come on in.

As soon as a woman’s voice rang through the speaker, there was a thud, and the door opened. Eunchan, who was quietly looking between the gaps in the gently opened door, took a deep breath and stepped forward.

The inside of the gate was completely different from the outside world. A place where he could not remember the hilly asphalt road he had just walked on was unfolding before his eyes. In June, a lush and green garden that made one feel like early summer welcomed Eunchan. Eunchan, who moved his wide-eyed eyes around, recalled his situation and moved his steps in a hurry.

The front door was already open. Enchanted by the grand interior beyond his imagination, Eunchan entered the front door.

As he walked through the open door, a faint scent filled the house. It felt like an olfactory sense of an elegant and noble image that matched the antique art hangings all over the front door, and even the scent that filled the lungs felt unapproachable. Eunchan’s shoulders, who had been vaguely stepping through the gap in the door, curled up once more.

“Hmm. You said you were coming for a trial lesson today?”

A low pitched, serene voice fell over the top of his head. Then, Eunchan returned to reality. It was a ‘trial’ tutoring… It was a contract job, but he hasn’t even passed the interview yet.

“Uh… yes…”

Eunchan slowly raised his head. First, the suede slippers that looked soft to the touch caught his eye. Next, through the instep of his slippers, his straight legs, and his firm upper body that his shirt couldn’t cover, his gaze followed.

The oblique muscles of the neck pass through the clear neckline, the lips with a soft voice flowing out, and the long, deep eyes with his high nose. When he saw the face of all these things, he was amazed.

“Wah…”

How could it be described? It looked like it had been created with special care by the creator, to the extent that there were no shortcomings to be found. Contrasting with his delicate appearance, he was even jealous of the other’s masculine face. Besides, there’s a huge difference in size…

Eunchan raised his tiptoe for no reason and looked at the man he faced. It did not make much difference, there was still a span of a hand’s length.

“I’m Lee Yedam. You’re Yoo Eunchan, right?”

“Ah… yes… nice to meet you.”

He hurriedly reached out his hand and asked for a handshake. Then he waited for the man opposite me to pull his hand out of the pocket of his pants.

1 second, 2 seconds, 3 seconds… Only a long silence passed. The man, Lee Yedam, only looked at Eunchan’s hand floating in the air from afar.

“Shall we go up?”

He showed a gentle, polite smile, but still did not hold Eunchan’s hand. Did he act too close at first… Eunchan, whose cheeks were blushing, gently withdrew his hand embarrassedly.

“… Yes.”

He supposed he shouldn’t drop honorifics. As if drawing a line, he quickly changed his tone and answered, and Eunchan, who was even more embarrassed, could not find a place to put his eyes, so he lowered his gaze.

“Pfft.” At the sound of laughter falling from above his head, Eunchan hurriedly raised his head. Did he hear it wrong… It seemed to be an illusion. It must be so, because only Lee Yedam was sitting in front of me, looking down at me with a calm expression.

It was clear that he had heard some hallucinations because he was nervous. It must have happened because of Lee Yedam, who seemed so mature that it was unbelievable that he was younger than him, making him unable to think properly. Yoongi, Chanyoung… Does it make sense that he was only a year older than those guys? Eunchan, who only looked at the wide back of Lee Yedam, who was ahead, pouted his lips and muttered.

As he followed the vast maze-like space, they arrived at the study. A huge bookshelf reminiscent of a library, a wide desk in front of a sunny window, and two empty leather chairs were waiting for Eunchan. He was probably tutoring over there. Eunchan stopped looking around and started the class in a hurry.

“Then, since it’s the first day, shall we do it until here for today? If it’s okay, Yedam… ah?”

The moment he turned his head to the seat next to him, Eunchan, who was smiling brightly, muttered the end of his words. He wouldn’t get caught trying to skip the harder questions, would he? Instead of answering, the guy he met was quietly tapping his finger on his thigh regularly. Tap tap, tap tap. His knurled fingers beat the rhythm repeatedly.

In a moment of panic, Eunchan licked his dry lower lip. What should he do? Of course, he didn’t prepare because he thought he wouldn’t be able to understand the in-depth problem. He couldn’t make any excuses for the straight gaze that pierced the heart.

Damn it. It was clear that this tutoring wasn’t going to go well. Looking at the level of problem-solving, he thought it would be okay to skip it, but he guess not.

“…”

“…”

Eunchan slowly pulled his neck back and avoided Lee Yedam’s gaze. The atmosphere was so unpredictable that he couldn’t stand it. He was crushed by the pressure that came over and he continued to bite his lips. Chew it, sweep it with his tongue, repeat. It was an action that was caused only by an anxious mind, which continued without any awareness of the action.

The focus of the eyes had already shifted over Lee Yedam’s shoulder to the off-white silk wallpaper. He wasn’t confident enough to make eye contact with him. He was dead. He couldn’t get up first and run away. Whether he told him not to come next time or if you want to know, he wished the other person would say something…

Eunchan continued to lick his lips. His thick lips twitched diligently, expressing his sorrowful heart. In contrast to this, Lee Yedam’s gaze moved slowly following Eunchan’s gestures.

Eventually, it was time to bleed from the swollen mucous membranes due to repeated stimulation. Suddenly, a long, straight finger appeared from the opposite side, and settled in the center of the flesh.

“… ?”

Eunchan, who could not say anything because his lips were caught in an instant, widened his surprised eyes, and Lee Yedam’s lips, looking at her, drew a soft arc. “Pfft.” Eunchan seemed to hear the hallucinations he had heard earlier again.

His well-lined lips slowly opened to say something. Eunchan turned his gaze, which had been gazing at the wall, and looked at Lee Yedam’s lips. His thumbs pressed against his skinny flesh and gently rubbed his surface.

“If you bite and suck like that… It will hurt your lips. Teacher.”

His eyes curved and his sharp look suddenly disappeared. In an instant, the atmosphere relaxed.

Eunchan thought to himself, it’s an unfamiliar space, so maybe misunderstood? At one point, there was only a gentle boy sitting next to him who was really worried about the tutor’s lip wounds. Eunchan, who stiffened for a moment, nodded slowly as if possessed by the calm tone.

“Uhm. Ahh.”

‘Alright. I’ll be careful… You can stop now.’ He tried to convey with his expression. Reassured by the relaxed atmosphere, Eunchan smiled awkwardly and twisted his chin to escape the hand holding his lips.

“… Ah!”

Suddenly, his hard fingertips tightened, and the force of his fingers pressing down on his delicate mucous membrane grew stronger. The soft mucous membrane exploded and began to be crushed by Yedam’s fingers.

Uhmm… Eunchan furrowed his eyebrows and hurriedly shook his head.

“Ahhha!”

It was a tone that wouldn’t pose a threat. It was like a child whining. Eunchan reached out and smacked the forearm that was holding his lips sharply.

However, even though he gave his best strength with an unpleasant look, the forearm in front of him did not shake as if it were a rock. Rather, only the palm of his hand hurt.

Geez. Even if he was being paid a lot of money, this was weird. He couldn’t stand it because it felt like the 20-year-old guy was playing around with him. Eunchan tightened his clenched fists in a spur of the moment.

“Hm…”

A thin sigh escaped from between Yedam’s tightly closed lips. One after another, the thumb that touched the dry lips wiped the surface at a slow speed once more, then suddenly pulled the lower lip even further down, turning the inner mucous membrane inside out.

Thanks to that, the soft pink flesh that lies beneath his red lips was revealed. Because of the saliva he couldn’t swallow, the shiny moisture was stagnant. Yedam took a deep breath and gently wiped his wet mucous membranes. It was a slow and gentle movement, as if checking every cell.

Eunchan’s toes were tingling for some reason as he slowly rubbed his insides. The toes in his socks wriggled wildly between them, and the sensations generated from the toes traveled through the blood vessels and conveyed a strange feeling of heat to various parts of the body.

Huu… In the unfamiliar heat, Eunchan exhaled a damp breath. Tickling, an urgent breathing followed by subtle sensations. Time passed, when discomfort and anxiety coexist, and it was when Eunchan’s shallow patience finally ran out.

“It’s… not damaged here. I’m glad. You will be my private tutor in the future, but I was worried so I looked into it. I’m sorry if I offended you, Teacher.”

Lee Yedam, who had been moving his lips for a long time, slowly withdrew his hand. He rubbed the center of his puffy lips, and lightly tapped the surface, and the tip of his receding finger tipped with Eunchan’s saliva, which stretched out like a silver thread, and then broke.

When their eyes met with Eunchan, who was still stiff and squinting, Yedam quietly pulled his lips together and smiled. There was no hand gesture to wipe the saliva wet with her finger.

“Uh? Oh…”

“I don’t have a brother, so seeing someone with a year or two difference like this makes me feel like I have an older brother… Yes. It’s kind of a desire. Sometimes I cross the line because I want to be close… I just want you to know that I didn’t mean to make fun of you. Did I make you feel bad?”

“No? No, it’s okay.”

“I’m glad. Then, let’s get along in the future, Teacher.”

“Uh… y- yes.”

The hard knuckles that had just rubbed his lips as if they were his were revealed again. The straight fingers, which were soaked in transparent saliva, fluttered and cut through the air. As if Eunchan just stared at it, as if not holding on to what he was doing, with his wrist swaying gently, there was a youthful smile on Yedam’s face.

As Eunchan cautiously reached out his hand, Yedam’s large hand covered the back of Eunchan’s hand at once. Then he gently and gently rubbed the palm of his hand. It may be because of his mood, but Eunchan’s brow wrinkled slightly at the sticky feeling that followed slowly.

“Your hands are soft.”

It was a quiet whisper, as if muttering to himself. Unable to understand the murmur, Eunchan immediately asked.

“What?”

“Haha. I didn’t say anything. Just… Let’s do this until the entrance exam. Teacher. You teach well, so my mother will take care of you, so you won’t be disappointed.”

Money… The most important pay issue remained. Sumin told him that the tuition fee would be about twice the normal high school 3rd year tutoring fee.

Eunchan thought he was being a little sensitive. He supposed it was because he was a rich kid who grew up as an only child. Why don’t rich people take interpersonal classes separately?

Only the little bankbook balance left in Eunchan’s head already came to mind, leaving no rational judgment left. He wanted to look at the situation in front of me as positively as possible.

Eunchan, who had organized his thoughts, nodded his head with a relaxed expression on his face. The black eyes that looked at Eunchan like that were curved in a half-moon shape. It was a face full of friendliness.

It’s a relief. He seemed like a better kid than he thought.