WRITTEN BY KERAN

“Hey, are you flirting with me right now?” That man I met in a general education class, Kwon Juhan. He was the kind of man who made people feel subtly uncomfortable. But because of a terrible mistake, I ended up getting tangled up with him in the worst way. “Don’t start playing games with me now. You’re brushing up against me like it’s nothing, flirting like that.” “W-What are you talking about…?” He was a man with vulgar language, a large build, and he acted however he wanted without a hint of consideration. So then, why is it that being by his side makes me feel safer and safer? “Could you… do it like you did that time… please?” At some point, that heavy arm wrapped tightly around my waist stopped feeling suffocating and burdensome, and started to feel like a seatbelt. As if, no matter how strong the winds blew, he would always hold me so I wouldn’t fall…

The following content is intended for mature audiences and may contain sexual themes, gore, violence and/or strong language. Discretion is advised. “Hey, are you flirting with me right now?” That man I met in a general education class, Kwon Juhan. He was the kind of man who made people feel subtly uncomfortable. But because of a terrible mistake, I ended up getting tangled up with him in the worst way. “Don’t start playing games with me now. You’re brushing up against me like it’s nothing, flirting like that.” “W-What are you talking about…?” He was a man with vulgar language, a large build, and he acted however he wanted without a hint of consideration. So then, why is it that being by his side makes me feel safer and safer? “Could you… do it like you did that time… please?” At some point, that heavy arm wrapped tightly around my waist stopped feeling suffocating and burdensome, and started to feel like a seatbelt. As if, no matter how strong the winds blew, he would always hold me so I wouldn’t fall…

The following content is intended for mature audiences and may contain sexual themes, gore, violence and/or strong language. Discretion is advised. “Hey, are you flirting with me right now?” That man I met in a general education class, Kwon Juhan. He was the kind of man who made people feel subtly uncomfortable. But because of a terrible mistake, I ended up getting tangled up with him in the worst way. “Don’t start playing games with me now. You’re brushing up against me like it’s nothing, flirting like that.” “W-What are you talking about…?” He was a man with vulgar language, a large build, and he acted however he wanted without a hint of consideration. So then, why is it that being by his side makes me feel safer and safer? “Could you… do it like you did that time… please?” At some point, that heavy arm wrapped tightly around my waist stopped feeling suffocating and burdensome, and started to feel like a seatbelt. As if, no matter how strong the winds blew, he would always hold me so I wouldn’t fall…