Baek Seo-jun placed his hand on Lee Ha-yeon's shoulder.

Then, without hesitation, he took the panties she had just removed, still held in her hand, and tossed them into a pocket of subspace he opened effortlessly. Lifting the hem of her academy uniform skirt, which resembled a high school girl’s uniform in design, he revealed more of her.

To anyone watching, it might have looked like he was flipping up the skirt of an actual high school girl. That thought alone made Lee Ha-yeon’s heart race even more—there was something thrilling about the added sense of taboo.

"If only we’d …