Black, Breath, Knot

Part-time job, money, livelihood. Survival came first, and avoiding unnecessary relationships was the principle. Until that night, when I met Seo Ihyun at the subway station. *** Dusty air, damp smell of earth. Inside an old shrine. How did it come to this? "Ugh, sob, ...I think I'm going to, go. Just a little harder...." With each movement he made, the creaking floorboards groaned. "If I had known my senior was this lewd... I should have just taken you back then without holding back." Seo Ihyun's red lips slowly curved in the darkness. "We... ended up doing everything from our first kiss to something lewd." As his breathy, low voice tickled the back of his ear, Siwoo squeezed his eyes...