When I came to my senses, I had already stormed out of the house.
And before I knew it, I was staring at the black plastic bag in my hand.
"...."
It swayed slowly back and forth in my grip, exuding the spicy scent of tteokbokki and the savory aroma of fried snacks.
"Ah, fuck…"
I'd actually gone and done it.
All because some random stranger in a chat told me to.
Someone I didn't even know—but still, just on the off chance, my body had moved before I could think.
But if that "off chance" turned out to be real… that would be a whole other problem.
"No, seriously… I must be crazy…"
The thought crossed my mind that even if I showed up with this, there was no way that bitch would actually bare her boobs.
At best, she'd probably just laugh in my face—unless I forced her, of course.
The moment that thought flashed through my mind—
"Sigh…"
[Stranger: Hey 😂, you on your way?]
[Stranger: 😂 😂 😂 😂 dumbass 😂😂 Show me those boobs and wait for me, you freak 🤣🤣]
[Stranger: Scared and ran, huh? All talk, no action 😂]
[Stranger: 5 mins left 😂😂 Late = dead, right?]
They hurled taunts at me, who hadn't replied.
Part of me wanted to just send a photo of the tteokbokki in my hand right then and there, but if they found out it was me, the aftermath would be impossible to handle.
"Ah, ugh…"
I thought about it carefully.
And then, an unexpectedly simple conclusion popped into my head, leaving me impressed with myself.
"...If I don't get caught, then it's fine, right?"
Click—
I took a photo first.
Then, I made sure my face wasn't visible and that there was no way this photo could be traced back to me.
"Haa…"
I was still shaking.
No—the trembling had gotten worse, my hands quivering uncontrollably.
But my pounding heart—
The anticipation only made it worse, leaving no room for it to calm down.
[Me: Photo]
"Sigh…"
I sent it.
And now, I was a little curious about how they'd react.
Would they be so shocked they'd faint? Or panic and leave the chat?
"Ah, fuck."
Was this too reckless? I realized too late that I should've just left.
"...No. That bitch is so full of herself… Who knows what she'd do?"
If she were really that scared, she wouldn't have exposed her location near my place in the first place.
And if it's really her like I think, she'd probably be shocked that I live nearby and might actually invite me over.
"...Ah, why aren't they looking?"
I wished they'd check it already.
I don't know why, but I was getting impatient.
"Haa, sigh… Haaa…"
Every minute felt like an eternity.
So I kept staring at the unread "1" on the message.
"Eh, eh?!"
And right on cue—it disappeared.
I stared at the screen, wondering what the hell they'd say after seeing that photo.
[Stranger: ???]
[Me: Give me the address.]
[Stranger: The fuck you talking about? 😂😂]
Were they in denial? Or had they chickened out?
[Stranger: At least take a proper pic if you're gonna fake it 😂😂]
"Ah…"
Like most local snack bars, the food was haphazardly packed in a plastic bag.
...Still, they should've recognized it. But it's not like I could just unwrap it outside for no reason.
Click—
One shot of the snack bar's sign, clearly visible.
Click—
Another shot of the same tteokbokki bag, unmistakable.
"Sigh…"
[Me: Photo]
[Me: Photo]
[Me: Happy now?]
I sent the photos smugly.
The unread marker disappeared instantly.
[Me: Want me to show you the No. 3 set with rose sauce inside the bag too?]
Again, the "1" vanished right away.
But this time—silence. No reply.
[Me: Give me the damn address, bitch 😂 Let's see those boobs]
They must've been too scared to even respond.
Not that I needed the address—I already knew it.
[Me: Scared? Pathetic bitch 😂😂😂 Really shut the fuck up after getting scared, huh? 😂😂]
She had a lot of pride.
That's why she always kept her promises—fucking bitch.
[Me: Or should we just settle for a photo?]
I pretended to be generous.
Honestly, even just a photo of her boobs would've been satisfying enough for me.
[Stranger: 😂 … fake.]
[Me: Bullshit 😂😂 Since when is this fake? 😂]
[Stranger: Brb, reverse image search.]
They seemed convinced it was a stolen photo.
But no matter how many times they searched, nothing would come up.
[Me: 😂😂 Done checking?]
[Stranger: Wow, fuck… The world's so damn small 😂😂]
[Me: So? Not giving me the address?]
[Stranger: Hey.]
[Stranger: Actually—scratch that. Oppa, where'd you graduate from?]
Probably because they were an ex-delinquent, their tone suddenly turned polite.
Since they didn't know who I was, they were playing it safe.
[Me: Does that matter?]
[Stranger: 😂 You seem familiar…]
In this neighborhood, everyone knew everyone. Even if they didn't recognize me now, this had to be awkward as hell for them.
[Me: Isn't it better if we don't know each other?]
[Stranger: 😂]
A one- or two-year age gap meant nothing.
Even if I were just a year older, it wouldn't matter.
Because the moment we met face-to-face, I'd get my ass kicked.
[Me: I'll settle for a photo 😂 Just send me a good shot of your boobs.]
A photo was the best I could hope for.
But even that was enough to get my mind racing with dirty thoughts.
[Stranger: Ugh, fuck off 😂😂 You're such a creep 😂😂]
[Me: Breaking your promise? You?]
As if I knew something.
I asked in a suggestive tone.
[Stranger: Do you know me? Why the hell are you acting like you do? 😂]
[Me: You're 20, right?]
[Stranger: What if I lied?]
[Me: 😂😂😂]
That damn bitch was definitely scared now.
Whatever had spooked her, her hesitant demeanor was giving me a thrill.
[Me: And if you're around here, there aren't that many people it could be, right?]
I spoke like I knew something.
Now, I'd backed her into a corner—no escape.
[Stranger: 😂 Just a photo, right?]
What a weak threat.
But whether she was too naive or just stupid, she seemed ready to comply.
I gulped and moved my fingers.
[Me: Yeah 😂 I'll just jack off to your boobs.]
And the photo she was about to send me—
It never crossed her mind that it might come back to bite her.
"Haa, sigh… Haaa…"
Having spent her life looking down on others, she was surprisingly naive.
It never occurred to her that someone might actually put her in a tight spot.
[Stranger: Brb.]
That's why she was so quick to consider baring her boobs to a total stranger.
[Me: 😂 Take your time~]
My body trembled harder.
My heart pounded so violently I thought it might burst.
[Stranger: Photo.]
And then—the photo arrived faster than expected.
[Stranger: Happy now?]
"Ah…"
Disappointing.
But now, hiding behind anonymity, a side of me I didn't know existed began to surface.
I started hurling insults at her—things I'd never dare say to her face.
[Me: Fucking bitch 😂 I said show me your boobs.]
[Stranger: 🙄 Just jerk off to this, okay? 😂]
She was sitting demurely on her bed.
Dressed in what looked like sleepwear, her ample chest on full display.
[Me: 😂😂😂]
I laughed.
Even with her face hidden, her long hair cascading past her shoulders was unmistakable.
No distinct features, yet I had a feeling I knew exactly who it was.
"Ah…"
And the sleepwear she had on—
I vaguely remembered her posting on SNS about a sleepover with friends, wearing the exact same thing.
[Stranger: We good? I kept my promise 😂]
I wasn't satisfied.
I wanted to see the skin hidden beneath that sleepwear.
[Me: 😂😂 Hey.]
[Stranger: What?]
[Me: You don't know who I am, right?]
[Stranger: 😂 How the hell would I know, dumbass?]
[Me: But I think I know who you are 😂]
[Stranger: ??? What the fuck 😂😂]
Even in the photo, her massive chest was impossible to hide.
That kind of figure wasn't common, and only a couple of names came to mind.
[Stranger: Stop bullshitting and just jerk off to this~]
She was trying too hard to act tough.
Trying to prove she wasn't scared—that she was still in control. But to me, it just looked like she was overcompensating.
[Me: You're B.Y.J., right? 😂]
Her heart must've dropped when she saw the initials.
[Stranger: Nope? 😂 I'm C.J.Y., actually? 😂]
A desperate rebuttal.
But why did that name sound so familiar?
[Me: Choi Ji-young is your friend, right? 😂😂]
The "1" had disappeared long ago.
But no reply came.
Just silence—complete and utter silence.
No response, as if she'd turned to stone.