Midterms just wrapped up.

The last exam was in the evening, so when I stepped out of the building, it was already dark.

Since it was the last day of midterms, most departments were already in a festive mood.

The bars around the school were packed, and places like PC rooms and karaoke bars were so full it was hard to find a spot.

Of course, since I had no one to hang out with, I headed straight home.

But I had to pass through the college area to get home, so I quickened my pace.

While walking along the sidewalk, a bunch of people stumbled out of a bar in front of me.

In the middle of the group, a visibly drunk girl was being carried by two people, a guy and a girl.

"Seriously, why’d you drink so much?"

"I told you I’d drink for you...you overdid it."

"Where did she say her apartment was?"

'Something about that hairstyle looks familiar...?'

That brown wavy hair I've seen before, but I couldn’t quite place it.

While trying to remember, suddenly the slumped-over girl perked up.

Our eyes met for a second, and she started yelling at me.

"Hey!!! It's the dude from next door~ehe...long time no see?"

Yoon Hye-yoon, slurring her greetings with her tongue all twisted.

Her eyes were glazed, and her face was bright red, clearly hammered.

"Oh...hi there. Looks like you’re pretty smashed."

"Whaa!? Me? Noo~ I'm not drunk at aall~"

I stopped to greet her, and as I did, she came over spouting nonsense.

She looked kinda cute, I guess.

Not sure what to say, I stood there quietly when the guy supporting her asked me.

"Um...do you know her?"

"Yeah. I live next door, so we run into each other sometimes, but we're not exactly close."

Hearing that, they murmured among themselves and then turned to me with a smile.

"Haha...sorry to ask, but could you possibly take her home? We’ll make it up to you later."

I received eager looks from the surrounding 'in-crowd'.

They clearly seemed more interested in ditching the burden and having fun themselves.

Since I was heading home anyway, and wanting to get out of there, I agreed to take her.

"Wow, thanks a lot. Here...this is Hye-yoon's bag."

I ended up carrying Hye-yoon on my back and took her bag before heading off.

Anyone seeing this might envy the two soft mounds pressing against my back, but having felt enough boobs to last a lifetime, it didn’t do much for me.

Thud thud…

I moved through the noisy downtown area and entered the quiet line of studios.

I hadn’t noticed before, but she had fallen asleep on my back, her breath reeking of alcohol and sweet perfume.

'Come to think of it, it’s been a long time since I’ve seen her. Almost three weeks?'

After that dildo delivery incident, I hadn’t seen her until now.

Not sure if it was because it’s been a while, but she seemed prettier somehow.

The overall vibe, maybe? Like she was emitting pheromones designed to seduce men.

Lost in silly thoughts, I soon arrived in front of my apartment.

I took the elevator up, laid her down gently in front of her door, and woke her up.

"Hey, we're at your place, so go ahead and punch in your passcode, okay?"

"Uh...uhuh...my place?"

She opened her eyes groggily and responded in a cracked voice.

Seeming not quite sober, I left her there thinking 'she'll manage to get in, right?' and went into my apartment.

I took a refreshing shower and, with exams over, ordered a chicken.

Though I usually go for cola, today I craved beer and decided to run to the convenience store before the delivery arrived.

Creeeak…

As I was about to leave, the door jammed before it fully opened.

Pushing through, I found…

Yoon Hye-yoon, sound asleep on the cold hallway floor.

'Wasn’t she awake just now?'

"Hey, you can’t sleep here, you're gonna get sick. Please, since it’s just in front of your place, go inside and sleep."

"Mmm...no...I wanna sleep here..."

She must have drunk beyond her limit because she stubbornly refused to get up.

"Sigh...can’t just leave you here...guess I have to bring you to my place for the time being…"

I picked her up, surprisingly light, and carried her into my room.

She was seriously wasted.

Slowly, I laid her on my bed.

I watched her for a moment to ensure she didn’t do anything dangerous, but she breathed evenly and slept quietly, so I headed out to the convenience store.

Ding-dong.

"Welcome~"

Initially planning to buy only two cans of beer, the thought of the drunk girl back home prompted me to also pick up a hangover cure.

"Thanks~"

Ding-dong.

The detour to bring Yoon Hye-yoon inside had delayed me, so I hurried back.

Luckily, the delivery guy hadn't arrived by the time I got home.

I caught my breath and entered the passcode to my apartment.

"Sigh...mmm..."

As soon as I opened the door, I heard faint moans.

Quietly, I took off my shoes and tiptoed over to the bed.

"Gasp!"

I nearly shouted, but managed to cover my mouth just in time.

How she had managed it, I don’t know, but her pants were on the floor, and on the bed was...

"Mmm...why haven't you come around lately...? Are you tired of me...? Mmm♡"

Yoon Hye-yoon, in just her top and black panties, was touching herself.

Her right hand was on her panties, and her left was inside her top, caressing her breast.

'Uh...what are you doing in someone else's house?'

For a moment, I was lost in this surreal scene.

Her blouse obscured her chest, but her pale, slender legs were spread in an 'M' shape, revealing a bulge in her panties.

"Just like before...why won’t you touch me? I've been waiting every day...mmm♡"

She murmured to someone imaginary, oblivious to my presence, deeply absorbed in her self-pleasure.

The more she touched over her clothes, the more frustrated she seemed, soon lifting her upper body to reach behind her back.

After a bit of fumbling, a black bra emerged in her hand.

It slipped from her grasp and landed on the floor, her blouse now clinging to two prominent nipples.

She seemed to enjoy the feel of the fabric, rubbing her nipples through her blouse, breathing more heavily.

Her hand that had been rubbing over her panties now ventured inside to a more pleasurable spot.

Despite the distance, I could hear the wet sounds as her fingers moved.

"Mmm♡ It feels so good...there...more...♡ Touch my nipples too...top and bottom together...♡"

Her movements accelerated, and her body started trembling, her hips moving up and down until finally, she stretched out her legs and quivered.

"Ahhh♡♡ Mmm...ah...ah...♡"

Even though she had climaxed, her hand inside her panties showed no sign of coming out.

Thankfully, she wasn't as explosive as some, and I was figuring out how to handle the situation when.

Ding-dong.

Fuck. Never have I been less thrilled to hear the doorbell.

It was the worst possible timing.

The doorbell rang, and Yoon Hye-yoon, who had been lying listlessly on the bed, suddenly opened her eyes.

I quickly opened the door and received the chicken, then stood back at the entrance.

Click.

The door locked, and her face, now even redder than before, turned to look at me.

She pulled the blanket up to cover her upper body and pointed at me with a trembling hand.

"Why...why...are you here...and my clothes..."

"Um...this is my room, actually? And you took off your clothes yourself."

Her head snapped back and forth as she realized she was actually in my room.

"So...why are my clothes off?"

"Look, as I said, I just ordered chicken and went to get some beer while you were asleep. You undressed yourself and threw your clothes around."

Seeing the chicken box and the bag of beer in my hand, she seemed to grasp the situation somewhat.

Now a bit sober, I explained the situation to her.

"So...your friends asked me to take you home, I brought you to my room because you fell asleep in the hallway, you...were doing that by yourself...is that everything?"

"That's right. As you can see, I haven’t touched anything, and I was here when you woke up, right?"

Finally understanding the full picture, she covered her face with both hands, making strange noises.

"Ahhhhh....what do I do...in front of someone...that..."

To prevent a second round of drama, I quickly interjected.

"I didn’t see anything while I was at the convenience store, so don’t worry. And you should probably get dressed."

At that, she pulled the blanket up further, reached out with one hand, and started picking up her clothes from the floor.

After some rustling inside the blanket, she emerged fully clothed.

"Phew...I really overdid it with the drinking today...and what happened today stays a secret, right?"

She tried to look intimidating, but her expression just made her look even more adorable.

"Yes, don't worry. I don’t have anyone to tell anyway. You can go back now."

I handed her the hangover cure I bought from the convenience store and glanced at the chicken, hinting that it was time for her to leave.

Catching my hint, she quickly downed the drink, grabbed the empty bottle, and put on her shoes.

"Then, I’ll be going now. Thanks for today."

"Sure, take care."

"It's just next door, no need to be too careful."

She sounded more relaxed as she left the room, her steps light.

"Is it true what they say about alcohol changing people? She seemed so quiet before."

Looking at the chicken next to me, I opened the box, and it was still steaming hot.

Sealed well, apparently.

I sat down on the floor, leaned back against the bed, and started eating the chicken.

The crispy skin and the sweet juices of the meat were perfect with a sip of beer.

"Ah, this is the life... This is why I live."

While I was enjoying my meal and watching some YouTube videos, suddenly the doorbell rang again.

Ding-dong!

"What now... Who could it be?"

I put down my chicken and moved towards the intercom.

The small screen showed...

"Um, if you’re feeling lonely, do you need a drinking buddy?"

...Why is she back again?