Lee Sehyun's POV
I gazed outside the window watching the cherry blossom tree. My mind drifted to the day before.
Sensei…in the car—if not for that sudden call we'd have…what was the word Yeji used? Done it.
I was scared. Nervous too but more scared. It was rare for Sensei to want to go that far…and me too, I was so excited I almost got my cherry popped in the outskirts of Gangwon.
A shudder ran down my spine. I didn't think I was ready for it. Both mentally and physically, and judging by Sensei's actions, it didn't really matter to him.
Without realizing it, I began fiddling with my fingers. Was Sensei truly different from what I imagined or was it just because he couldn't help it?
Desire…was a frightening feeling.
I had to talk it out with him. If Sensei didn't know then I'd have to tell him. If he didn't care, I'd make him.
Remaining silent made things worse. I couldn't afford that to happen again between us.
"You'll injure yourself at this rate."
