If not for the fact that Han Se-hee and Lee Ha-yeon were about to arrive soon, Seomun Ye-jin and I would have headed to the bedroom together.

However, thinking of Han Se-hee and Lee Ha-yeon’s imminent arrival made it impossible to act on that impulse. Suppressing my disappointment, I leaned forward slightly instead.

"Seo-jun?"

Seomun Ye-jin, who had been looking at me with a puzzled expression, slowly closed her eyes as I began to run my hand over her pale thighs, exposed beneath her denim shorts.

I savored the softness of her skin, inhaling the delicate scent as my lips …