“Hmph.”
I turned my back.
“I really hate this…”
I spoke with emotion and walked in the opposite direction.
Yena must have understood.
I’m angry.
So, come running and grab me right now.
Catch me and apologize quickly.
I deliberately slowed my steps.
With my gaze lowered, I took one step at a time.
With each step, I pressed down firmly—thud—stamping against the floor as I walked.
Mm, perfect.
Sensing movement, I rolled my eyes upward and saw a group of female students walking toward me from the opposite side of the hallway.
For some reason, they were laughing and nudging each other’s shoulders as if something was hilarious.
As I kept walking, they passed by me.
Then, I heard footsteps overlapping behind me.
It wasn’t loud, but…
I knew.
It must be Yena following me.
With a desperate expression on her face.
‘…But why isn’t she grabbing me? What is she doing just following me?’
Shouldn’t she run up to me and apologize right away?
Shouldn’t she grab my wrist without hesitation, give me that slightly regretful look, and tell me I was overreacting?
That she wants to study together…
Like in those dramas I’ve seen… Isn’t that how it’s supposed to go?
If I try to run, she should pull me back into her arms—tight.
And then… I could pretend not to notice and slightly lean into her embrace…
‘Eek, you idiot…!’
So hurry up and catch me already.
How long had I been walking?
At the point where the long hallway took a turn.
‘Ugh, seriously. So naive. Did she really think I was leaving because I actually hated her…?’
Fine. I’ll set up the perfect opportunity for her.
The plan is flawless.
If I suddenly turn around, I’ll meet Yena’s eyes.
Since she’s right behind me, I’ll act surprised, flustered, and stare at her shyly…
‘Hmph, I’m being really generous with you, aren’t I?’
I turned the corner and naturally glanced back.
‘…?’
There were a few students walking in the same direction as me.
They paused when they saw me standing still, then continued on their way.
What?
I definitely heard footsteps.
Don’t tell me…
It wasn’t Yena following me?
“Y-Yena…?”
I waited a few seconds.
But her voice never came.
“No way…”
She never followed me in the first place?
As that realization sank in, a wave of betrayal crawled up my throat, tickling it.
Ha… Is this what it feels like to be utterly pissed? I hate it.
…I’m your master.
You said so yourself.
You called me Master.
I’m the one who should be in control.
That’s what it means to be the master.
Shouldn’t the servant be the one who understands the master best?
“Ughh…”
I turned back toward the bulletin board area.
Students were still gathered there.
And standing still—watching me—was Yena.
Grin.
The moment our eyes met, she smiled brightly and waved.
Betrayal, anger, embarrassment.
A whirlwind of emotions boiled over, and I couldn’t hold back my shout.
“Hey! Song Yena…!”
People were still crowded in front of the bulletin board.
Because I yelled in that direction, every single gaze turned to me.
‘Oh…’
I’m screwed.
I can’t handle this kind of attention. I-I hate it.
More than twenty pairs of eyes stared at me.
Everywhere their gaze landed, I felt like sharp thorns were prickling my skin.
“Gah…!”
Unable to bear the suffocating situation, I ran away.
Thud.
I ended up back in the classroom before anyone else and slumped into my seat.
Resting my crossed arms on the desk, I laid my face against them and let the tension in my neck melt away.
‘…Nothing’s going right today.’
I feel miserable.
She’s always nice to everyone else.
But with me, it’s always teasing, playing around, messing with me.
Slide—.
As I remained slumped over, the front door of the classroom opened.
Yena walked in.
If I show her the screen, she’d become my servant.
I imagined the blank look in her eyes.
She spotted me and walked toward my desk.
“There you are. I was looking for you everywhere.”
Liar.
You didn’t even try.
If you really were looking, why didn’t you follow me?
She sat down with a calm expression.
For some reason, I felt a surge of stubbornness and just stared at her without saying a word.
Resting her chin on her hand, she met my gaze.
“What? Hehe, Hayul, did you miss me?”
“…”
…Does she know me too well?
She’s right, but it’s pissing me off.
If she understands me so well, then why—
“Why didn’t you follow me…?”
“Hmm… Because you didn’t tell me to?”
“Since when did you start listening so well…?”
“…Come here.”
If you’re not going to apologize, at least make an excuse.
And that subject change was way too obvious.
Seriously.
Does she think I’ll actually go to her?
It’s so obvious what she’s trying to do.
She’s just going to say a half-hearted apology and be done with it.
I’m not falling for it.
…Like saying ‘sorry’ makes everything okay.
Do you know how embarrassing that was?
Some of our classmates were there.
What if rumors start?
‘But still.’
Even a half-hearted apology would be enough to make me forgive her.
Just one “I’m sorry,” and I’d probably let it go.
She was still curling her fingers, beckoning me over.
‘Sigh… You are so lucky to have a master like me.’
I slowly walked toward her.
It was only a step away, so I reached her quickly.
“Lower your head.”
“…No.”
I played hard to get for no reason.
…The reason? I don’t even know.
I just felt like it.
“Don’t be like that. You’ll regret it a lot if you don’t listen. Hurry up.”
“…”
Just this once.
Just this one time, I’ll let her win.
As long as she falls under hypnosis,
I’ll torment her to no end.
I imagined being alone with Yena.
Bringing the hypnosis app right in front of her eyes, unleashing all my desires.
A kiss is… too soon.
But a peck on the cheek should be fine.
Touching and licking every inch of her helpless, defenseless body…
Ugh. That’s way too lewd…
But just thinking about it made me feel a lot better.
If I really wanted to, I could do that kind of thing anytime.
Yeah. Huhu.
The truth is, I was going easy on her.
If it were too easy, it wouldn’t be fun.
I forced my lips to stay down as they kept wanting to curl up.
I had to maintain my dignity as a master.
Keeping my expression as neutral as possible,
I leaned in and brought my ear close.
“Say, ‘Please study with me~.'”
“W-What? Are you joking right now?!”
“Shhh… Everyone will hear you.”
Gasp. Was my voice too loud?
Feeling embarrassed, I glanced around, but no one seemed to be paying attention to us.
‘What nonsense is this…?!’
She should be the one apologizing right now, but instead, she’s making me say something weird?
Did she really think I’d say it?
She’s just a servant. She’s asking for way too much!
At that moment, a group of girls entered the classroom, chatting amongst themselves.
The room became noisy.
Lunch break was almost over, so it would stay loud until the teacher arrived.
Yena, still whispering in my ear, spoke again.
“Just say it softly so only I can hear. Before everyone settles in, okay? Hurry.”
“…”
“No one will hear it. It’s because I like you so much, Hayul. Just once. Pleaase, just once…”
“I-It’s because you like me…?”
No one else would hear it.
No one would know.
So, it’s fine… right?
It’s a little embarrassing, but…
She said she likes me, so what can I dooo…
“Ughhh…”
As if knowing how much I was burning up inside,
Yena fanned the flames even more.
“Three minutes left. Once class starts, I might change my mind.”
“Ugh, fine! Fineee…!”
“Hehe, good. Hurry and say it.”
I get it.
So stop looking at me with those expectant eyes.
It’s too much pressure…
I recalled the phrase she wanted me to say.
“Please study with me~.”
Why that of all things?
Why do I have to speak politely to her…
“Huuh, huff…”
I took deep breaths, forcing myself to summon some courage.
Alright. Just this once.
Only once. There won’t be a next time.
Once she’s hypnotized, it’ll all be over.
I’ll hypnotize her and make her pay back everything she’s done—
No, I’ll make her pay back several times over…!
Swallowing the saliva that had gathered in my mouth, I whispered into Yena’s ear.
“…Pl-Please…”
“Mmhm, I’m listening.”
“Study… with me…”
I did it…
Yena, as if handling a baby, responded softly.
Her warmth made my face burn even hotter.
It was probably bright red by now.
“Oh? I didn’t hear you properly. ‘Please study with me’?”
“Argh…! J-Just study with meee!”
“Pfft, you actually did it. Good job. Aww, so cute.”
Saying that, she ruffled my hair.
I don’t particularly mind, but being like this really made me feel like a pet.
Before I knew it, her fingers were gently scratching under my chin.
Suppressing the peak of my embarrassment, I just felt her touch.
Then suddenly, something felt off.
‘W-Wait, isn’t this how people pet cats…?’
I remember seeing a video like that before.
They were scratching under a cat’s chin…
…This doesn’t feel good at all.
What am I, a pet?!
“Nyahhh! Stop that..!”
“Aww, whyyy… It felt nice, didn’t it? Let’s do it a bit more.”
“Nice my foot…! I hated it!”
“I did it because I thought you liked it… Sniff sniff, I was just thinking about youuu…”
“GAHHH!”
I whacked Yena’s shoulder a few times in frustration.
Her shameless, fake-crying tone was so infuriating I put extra force into it.
Unfortunately, because the teacher walked in, I couldn’t hit her for long.
Now that I think about it, this school is seriously suspicious.
Take this for example—
[ Self-Study Room ]
A private tutoring space where students teach each other.
It’s strictly two people per room, and apparently, no sound from inside can be heard outside.
‘Why is it even called a self-study room?’
It’s clearly not a place for studying alone.
And the fact that nothing can be heard from inside…
‘This is suspicious…!’
Why does the school even have a place like this?
I remember seeing it briefly on the first day, but this was my first time actually going inside.
‘Shoving two young girls into a tiny room together… What do they think is going to happen…?!’
This is way too lewd!
A perverted school! A perverted isekai!
“Pervert! You’re a pervert…!”
“…”
Annoyed, I gave Yena’s shoulder a little push.
She didn’t react.
Ugh, whatever.
Suspicious or not, this room is actually perfect for me.
And the reason why—
“Idiot. Pervert. Trash who doesn’t even understand my feelings.”
“…”
The mischievous smile she always had was gone.
Now, she just stared at me with a dazed look.
The bad Yena who used to toy with me was gone.
Now, all that remained was a pathetic puppet waiting for my orders…!
For a moment, it felt like her consciousness returned.
But that must’ve been my imagination.
There’s no way she’d break free this easily.
The first thing I had her do was obvious.
“Apologize.”
“I’m sorry.”
“…Again.”
“I’m sorry…”
Hmm, still not enough.
What’s the best thing to say at a time like this?
Then, a phrase I’d heard somewhere before came to mind.
“What exactly are you sorry for?”
“…”
“…Why aren’t you answering?”
“…”
What the heck, why isn’t she answering?