Irreversible

※ This work contains scenes where the main character engages in relationships with third parties. Please be advised. "You're young, so your mouth is certainly lively, I see." "I do get a lot of compliments for being good at sucking." Hwa-woon smiled brightly. A picturesque smile bloomed, meltingly sweet. "Not like some uncle, right? You're young." Uncle. At that single word, wrinkles formed between Hyuk-jin's brows. A pitiful fool with nothing to boast about but his age. That statement meant he wasn't even worth dealing with. Hyuk-jin's gaze slowly swept over him. The upturned corners of his eyes and the inexplicably flushed rims were, absurdly, quite to his taste. Perhaps even more so...