*Chirp chirp.*
Hng...
What time is it?
Feels like sunlight's creeping in. Ugh...
*"Poker 1st place! Joonhyung!"*
*"Argh! Thanks!"*
*"What're you doing with the 3 million won prize?"*
*"100,000 for stocks, 2.9 million's getting stolen!"*
*"...Stolen? By who?"*
*"My handler, Ju—"*
Fuck.
What a shitty dream.
Won first place, but all my prize money got jacked...
"Hnngh..."
Slept so cold, my mouth's numb, fuck.
Hard pillow, whole body's stiff...
"Ugh..."
Still, I'm on the floor, not doing anything crazy.
Didn't climb onto the mattress shaking my hips...
Or grab Yoo In-ha's chest or some insane shit...
*Glance.*
Is Juha awake?
I lift my head—her eyes are on her phone.
She's up...
*Sizzle sizzle.*
What's she watching?
Cooking channel? Sounds tasty...
Where's Yoo In-ha?
I look—her spot's empty, just a neatly folded blanket.
"Yoo In-ha?"
"Dunno, not here."
Probably at school.
First period, so she bolted.
Haven't talked much since *that* day. Don't even run into her.
Not sure if there's no chance to meet or if she's avoiding me...
"Hnng..."
My body's frozen, fuck...
I flop back, flailing my limbs.
I'm ice-cold...
"Why you thrashing?"
"Body's frozen..."
"Come up here then."
Huh?
Can I?
Or just use Yoo In-ha's blanket? No... she'd choke me if I got caught...
*Slide.*
I awkwardly climb onto Juha's mattress.
Her body heat lingers in the mattress and blanket...
Hoo... warm.
I squeeze in beside her, blinking.
"When you heading to school, Joonhyung?"
"Like... noon."
Two or three hours from now.
Eat, wash up, head out.
Lie here, kill time.
Wanna stop by home, but it's far and a hassle...
Wearing yesterday's underwear bugs me, but one day's fine, right?
"Two hours left."
"Yeah..."
That's about right...
Feeling sleepy.
Thawing out's making me drowsy...
*Tap tap. Sizzle sizzle.*
What's she watching?
I sneak a peek—food truck shorts.
Hoo... she's been on about food trucks since yesterday.
She's hooked.
*Swipe.*
Next short—food truck.
Next one too.
This feels... ominous.
*Glance.*
She catches me eyeing her phone.
Her face says she's got something to say... why?
"Looks fun, right?"
Not at all.
Costs a ton, you're breathing smoke, standing all day...
"Y-Yeah... looks fun."
Can't say that or I'm getting choked.
Just agree...
"Costs like 10 million won."
...She already checked prices?
Talking used trucks? Seems pricey, but maybe not...
"No rentals?"
"Rental's like 5 million for six months."
She's done her homework.
Feels like she's gonna do something...
No way she's serious, right?
"Kinda short on cash..."
She smacks her lips, looking at me.
Why me...
"Need a loan...?"
Her eyes are too blatant.
I was saving for stocks, but no urgent plans...
She laughs, "Heh."
"Nah, I'll earn it."
Whoa, what's that?
Thought she'd demand all my earnings.
She's gonna earn it herself?
"Pull it out."
"Huh?"
What's she saying?
She turns off her phone, smirking.
"Gotta make money."
...
My dick's not an ATM!
I'm pissed. Gotta shoot, sure, but my dick's not a cash machine!
"What're you doing?"
She stretches, grabbing my underwear.
"Take out the ATM."
...Fuck.
---
*Haaah...*
Haven't done it in a while—totally drained...
*Twitch twitch.*
My hips tremble.
No condom this time... one shot, and I'm spent...
Dizzy...
"Hnng..."
Morning sex, my hips hurt...
I cling to Juha's waist, legs shaking.
Got exploited first thing...
"Hah..."
Morning Juha skin smell...
She exhales, eyes closed.
...Juha's chest smell. Stronger today...
*Hng...*
Hips hurt.
I bury my face in her chest, relaxing.
I'm gonna pass out...
"Come on."
She lazily pushes me off.
Tissues...
She grabs some, covering herself, and shuffles to the bathroom.
"Managed to shoot something."
...Yeah.
Would've shot yesterday if Yoo In-ha wasn't here.
Got it done, though.
Closer to your food truck goal, fuck...
"Hnng..."
Morning workout hollowed my cheeks...
I weakly grab a tissue, wiping myself.
Gotta eat breakfast... or brunch... need protein.
"What time is it?"
She checks the time, back from the bathroom.
10 a.m. Hour and a half left.
Morning feels so long today...
"10, but..."
"Plenty of time."
Her eyes drift to my crotch.
N-No... gotta go to school...
"How's the ATM?"
"N-Not great..."
"Looks fine."
No way, I'll die...
She faintly smiles, pulling on underwear and sitting.
Her big chest settles.
"Hungry."
Me too.
Maybe hungrier than you.
She crawls to the fridge, smacking her lips.
Got anything? Usually just booze...
"Yoo In-ha bought meat."
Meat?
Oh, and instant rice.
They planning to live here forever?
"..."
Our eyes meet.
She shamelessly holds out the meat. Why...
"Cook it."
...Knew it.
Do everything, huh?
Thought I was just a bread shuttle... why's it upgraded?
"I'll make rice."
Rice is just microwaving, fuck!
Wanna grab her chest...
"Fine..."
Free food's free...
I take the meat, legs trembling as I stand. Fuck...
"Oh? Sausages too. Cook those."
"Tch..."
Wanna get scolded by my sausage?
I clench my fist but hold back.
Don't want my sausage crushed...
---
*Sizzle.*
"Whoa..."
Smells good.
Yoo In-ha picked good meat. Hanwoo? Smells amazing.
"Meat smell."
Juha sticks close, staring at the pan.
Drooling...
"There's a torch too."
"Yoo In-ha bought it?"
Why'd she buy that, fuck?
To grill with?
Torch the meat for smoky flavor?
*Whoosh.*
"Whoa! Fire!"
"Back off, oil's splashing."
Almost burned the ceiling...
I torch the meat's top and turn off the gas.
Hungry... forced labor's got me starving...
"Sausage smells insane."
Yeah.
Spicy sausage? Smells wild...
"Let's eat quick."
Why you rushing? Haven't eaten meat lately?
I plate the meat and set it on the table.
Two instant rice packs and a meat plate. Kinda funny, but looks tasty...
"Let's eat..."
"Nom!"
This chick—no table manners?!
She grabs a sausage, blinking.
"Bit burnt?"
"..."
H-Huh... overcooked? Sausages might be burnt...
"Still tasty."
"Y-Yeah..."
Tasty's what matters.
I shove meat and sausage in my mouth.
Hoo... delicious. Meat's amazing. Torching made it better...
"What's your food truck menu?"
"Dunno. Steak or something?"
Hoo... can you even grill?
Feels like neither Juha nor Yoo In-ha can...
"You doing it alone? With who?"
"?"
She chews, staring at me.
*Obviously you're in.*
No, fuck, why me?!
"Say I'm not..."
*"Munch munch..."*
What's she saying, fuck...
Gonna get dragged into a food truck during break, fuck...
"How about banana bread?
Or a tteokbokki machine...
That'd be fun."
"Hmm..."
With her, I'm definitely slaving away...
Investment's too big too.
Gotta steer her elsewhere.
"Or croffles...
Some people do delivery from home."
"Really?"
Oh, her eyes shifted?
If it was winter, I'd push for tteokbokki or sweet potatoes!
Summer's coming, so it's tricky...
"Dunno. I'll think about it."
"Yeah..."
Gotta plan my escape.
Can't die young with these girls, fuck...
"Full."
"Me too."
Some food left...
Eat slowly, might finish it.
"Ahh... happy."
Juha leans against the wall, sliding down.
Eat, sleep, repeat. I'd be happy too with that life...
If I had a bread shuttle, I'd be happy, fuck...
"Hah."
Still, it's nice...
Sunlight's pouring in, feels good.
*Kinda peaceful...*
I mumble, leaning against the wall.
Yeah... better than gambling, even if she's hyped about food trucks...
*Food truck...*
Kinda funny.
OnlyFans money for a food truck... fuck, is this right?
The money's path is weird.
Whatever... if she wants a legit job, that's good.
*Thumbs up.*
Juha, slumped with a pillow, gives a thumbs-up.
What's that for?
Meat was good?
"Hnng..."
Grow big... grow big and get a legit job...