LIGHTNOVELSTORY #010
#010
“What’s so delicious? Are you crazy? Can’t you keep your mouth shut?”
No matter how much I scream internally, my mouth keeps smiling and spouting nonsense without hesitation.
“Sun Woo. Are you a good kisser?”
At my casual question, Sun Woo looks at me quietly, assessing whether I’m drunk. But seeing no signs of intoxication, he only looks puzzled.
“You want to know?”
“Yes.”
“Why are you curious about that?”
Sun Woo answers calmly. He doesn’t seem to think I’m rambling from drunkenness; instead, he interprets it as an odd yet genuine question. My body, disconnected from my brain, forms a sweet smile directed at Sun Woo.
“I was thinking about what it would be like to kiss you.”
Ah… I’m doomed. Honestly, I had thought about it before. Seeing Ha Jin, in the webtoon, struggle while completely falling for Sun Woo, I always wondered what was so great about him. Ha Jin cursing between kisses, feeling such intense emotions… I couldn’t help but be curious if it was really like that.
But curiosity aside, I never intended to ask him. And yet, here I am, feeling the urgent need to sew my misbehaving lips shut. My body is completely out of control.
‘Ha Jin’s drunken habits are terrible! Seriously…’
“Why did you think about that?”
I expected Sun Woo to look at me with disdain, but he doesn’t. Instead, he listens quietly, trying to understand, as if he were a model student searching for the right answer. My unruly face smiles again.
“You’re my type.”
No. No. You’re not my type—you’re Ha Jin’s type. If Ha Jin’s spirit has possessed me, I wish it would leave, just sparing me my clear mind. But judging by my silly smile, it can’t be Ha Jin. That guy doesn’t know how to smile; at most, he can sneer. So this must be my unconscious self speaking.
“Really? You have an unusual taste.”
“I want to kiss you.”
“Now?”
“Yeah. I want to try it once. Would that be okay?”
I speak in a sweet tone, one you might use when whispering to a lover. Sun Woo puts down the beer can in his hand, staring at me intently. My gaze falls on his handsome face, his lips drawing my attention. Feeling an unexpected thirst, I wet my lips with my tongue. Sun Woo’s eyes narrow at the sight.
“Are you drunk?”
Yes! I’m drunk. Please knock some sense into me.
“No. Do I look like it?”
“I asked because you look completely sober.”
“I’m not drunk.”
“Alright. Come here.”
“Huh?”
“You said you wanted to kiss.”
What?
Sun Woo turns to face me, waving a hand to beckon me closer. What is happening? Even in my dazed state, I smile brightly and reach out, placing my hand beside his thigh and leaning in. As we draw closer, our breaths mingle, creating a warm, intimate space between us.
Sun Woo gently holds my chin, tilting it upward as I gaze at him.
“I might not be good at it,” I whisper.
“That’s okay. I might not be good either; it’s my first time.”
“Are you trying to seduce someone with that obvious lie? I’ve heard about your experiences, some firsthand.”
“It really is my first time.”
“I don’t believe you, but it’s nice to hear.”
His eyes—normally light brown and clear—darken with heat as he leans closer. Sun Woo’s finger lightly brushes my lips, which respond to his touch. I stick out my tongue slightly between my parted lips. Sun Woo frowns at this but doesn’t pull away. Instead?
His face moves even closer until our lips meet. They touch softly at first, tasting one another. His hand, still holding my chin, slides down, and his hot tongue slips between my parted lips. When I wrap my tongue around his, his eyebrows twitch, and he deepens the kiss, passionately exploring every corner of my mouth.
Sun Woo was completely wrong about not being good at kissing.
Though my body acts without control, my mind was clear—until his kisses melted that clarity away. My fingers tangle in his hair, pulling him closer as we continue exploring each other’s mouths. We finally break apart, gasping for air when breathing becomes too difficult.
As we pulled apart, the breath I had been holding burst out.
“Haa…”
“Are you okay?” Sun Woo asked, concerned as I struggled to catch my breath. Still flushed and warm, I found myself provoking him again despite his gentle care. I followed his fingers with my lips, brushing against them.
Sun Woo withdrew his hand with stiff movements, his body tense. I immediately missed his touch. Breathing heavily, I practically begged in a small voice.
“Sun Woo. Let’s do more.”
At my whispered plea, a fierce light flickered in Sun Woo’s eyes. His gaze, now dark and intense, held no trace of the innocence I had seen before. His face came close to mine once more, and when his lips captured mine again, it felt as if I were being devoured.
‘Sun Woo is definitely a good kisser.’
Now, when I gasped for air, he would pause and give me a moment to recover. But as soon as I seemed settled, he would dive in again, more forceful and passionate. Completely surrendering to his lead, I was lost in the rhythm of his rough kisses. Sun Woo seemed pleased, watching me with a satisfied smile. My lips tingled, swelling from the intensity of our kissing. A delicious drowsiness crept over me, my eyelids growing heavy, and my movements slowing.
Noticing this, Sun Woo pulled back. His face was flushed, his features strikingly sensual—far more captivating than the Sun Woo from the webtoon. Now I understood Ha Jin’s obsession.
“Ha Jin. Are you sleepy?” he asked softly.
“Mmm…” I murmured.
“You’re drunk, aren’t you?”
“No.”
“Yes, you are,” he replied, unconvinced. Despite my protests, he gently held me to his chest, stroking my hair with his large hand. The comforting sensation lulled me into a deep sleep, unable to stay conscious any longer.
When I woke up the next morning, I was neatly laid on the bed. I remembered getting drunk and falling asleep in Sun Woo’s arms. He must have carried me to the room… My fingers brushed my swollen lips, still sensitive from last night’s kisses. Memories of the scene replayed vividly, and I shut my eyes tightly.
“Let’s die, Ha Jin,” I groaned.
* * *
Dragging my reluctant feet, I made my way to my academic advisor’s office, exuding the aura of someone heading to exile. The mere thought of facing Sun Woo after my drunken antics made my stomach churn. I needed to explain or apologize, but without any way to contact him, I was stuck waiting until we met in person. Asking Kim Shin for Sun Woo’s number was out of the question; Kim Shin would bombard me with questions I wasn’t ready to answer. He was far too nosy about my personal life.
So I resigned myself to dealing with it whenever we crossed paths at school. What I didn’t expect was to be summoned by my academic advisor as soon as I arrived. After a polite knock, I stepped into the office, where the bespectacled professor greeted me warmly.
The friendliness made me feel guilty for not wanting to be there. I felt like absolute trash.
“Hello,” I greeted.
“Ah, Ha Jin! Come in, have a seat,” he said, gesturing to the sofa. I sat where he indicated, and he joined me, sitting across from me.
“How is Chairman Yu doing?” he asked.
“Father is… doing well,” I replied, though in truth, I hadn’t seen or spoken to him since our first meeting. Secretary Kim had mentioned that the Chairman was happy as long as I stayed out of trouble.
The professor adjusted his glasses, lifting them slightly before setting them back on his nose. The movement seemed oddly precise.
“Yes, I should pay my respects sometime, considering all the help he’s given me. But with the Chairman being so busy, I wouldn’t want to take up his time,” he said.
“Ah, yes…” I mumbled.
“Are you adjusting to school life without any difficulties?”
‘It’s extremely difficult! I don’t understand a thing!’ I screamed internally. Professors always asked these questions out of politeness, so I offered the standard answer.
“No, no difficulties,” I replied.
“I’ve noticed you’re attending your classes quite diligently these days. You’re really making an effort, Ha Jin. I’m pleased,” he said, smiling.
“Ah. Yes,” I muttered. Getting praised for simply attending class—Ha Jin really had set the bar low.
The professor’s smile broadened, and he stood up to retrieve an envelope from his desk. He handed it to me, and I accepted it with both hands, unsure what it contained. Before I could ask, he offered an explanation that left me puzzled.
“Don’t worry about your grades.”
“Pardon?” I said, taken aback.
“I understand it must be hard for you, especially after that big incident. It won’t be like your freshman year. There’s a lot of media attention these days, so just make an effort where you can,” he said.
“What… effort?” I asked, hoping for clarification. But the professor only laughed awkwardly, and I sensed that pressing him further would be pointless. Still confused, I left his office clutching the envelope. How were my grades and this supposed “effort” connected? I couldn’t make sense of it.
‘Ah! So, are they asking me to fill my empty head with effort? Damn,’ I thought, still reeling from the professor’s confusing message. Worried about being late for class, I hurried to the lecture hall without even glancing at the contents of the envelope.
[The Lives of Golden Spoons]
– Ha Jin Forbidden List #5: Studying Forbidden
└ What? Isn’t Ha Jin a college student? How can they forbid studying? lololol
└ What about grades if he doesn’t study?
└ The Crown Prince gets top grades with natural intelligence.
└└ LOL, how can you get something from nothing, no matter how gifted? Create something from nothing? Wow—that’s extreme.
└ You know Ha Jin’s exams are super easy, right? It’s a piece of cake, right?
└ Ha Jin, you should pull all-nighters studying and get nosebleeds.
└└ Nosebleeds only allowed in bed.
└└└ That would stain the white bedsheets.
└└└└ Well, he’s rich; he’ll just buy new ones.
└└└└└ LOL, acting cool like they’re not Ha Jin LOL.
└ Been waiting for list #5 LOL. It’s increasingly telling him to do nothing LOL.
└ Let Ha Jin say he’ll check his phone for just 10 minutes while studying, but end up using it for 4 hours. We all do that, right?
└└ Ha Jin doesn’t use his phone normally.
└└ Take down student posts ^^
└ Want to see Ha Jin wearing glasses and frowning while studying.
└└ Ha Jin has 9.0 vision, doesn’t need glasses.
└└└ Why bring up vision here? LOL. And what’s 9.0? Is he a hawk? LOL.
└ Ha Jin’s happy cry after exams: “Yes! 0 won scholarship!!!!”
└└ Clap, clap, clap. Congratulations, Ha Jin.
└└ Was confused for a sec LOL. A 0 won scholarship means full tuition, right? LOL, that’s nothing to be happy about!
└ Breaking News: A University’s Ha Jin considering abolishing exams.
└└ Thought the university president was considering it LOL, but it’s Ha Jin LOLOLOL.