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"Did I develop feelings and then become his muse,or was I already his muse because those feelings existed from the start?"Jeong Da-eun, who had always been devoted solely to pure literature,finds her world shaken by a single adult novel she stumbles upon.A strange, unfamiliar thrill and excitement she’s never felt before.But instead of just reading—she makes up her mind to write one herself...
On a 2-night, 3-day trip, taken after a long time, with childhood friends who have been together since elementary school. My consciousness, which had been drowsy with sleep, slowly returned with a hand that roughly twisted my nipple. “Haaah, hngh….” In the darkness, the figure seen through the faint light was Lee Tae-geon. My childhood friend for 10 years, and Hye-joo's boyfriend who came on the trip with us. And, realizing that his hand was inside my clothes, I stopped breathing. Tae-geon's fingers gently touched my nipple, then began to pull it, tugging it. The nipple, twisted and stimulated, swelled in size and trembled. “Hngh….” Oh, what should I do? To be excited by my friend's lover's hand...
