Brain-work Is a One Way Connection

I’m a pe*vert. I realized I was a pe*vert when I was seven years old. It was a children’s animation I got to watch thanks to the parental inconvenience of taking care of a child in their naughty sevens My reaction to these shows was a bit peculiar compared to my peers’. The scream at the scene where the heroine was kidnapped? It wasn’t a cry that came from an extraordinary sense of justice. “Oh no!” I screamed because I liked it too much. “Oh no…” I’m an idiot. I realize now that I’m an idiot. I have no idea since when Baek Eun-soo read my mind, or if he even read it beforehand, or if he sees, hears, or feels my thoughts. All I did was get into the same elevator with my team leader, but with a mysterious static shock that touched my fingertips, all my thoughts began to be shared with him. Thanks to that, our lives took a 180-degree turn… Baek Eun-soo, who stood modestly with his hands gathered in front of his c*otch. I clenched my teeth and clasped my hands together, determinedly ignoring the imposing bulge that was enticing me. ‘Eun-soo, are you by any chance a psychic?’ I was drenched in a cold sweat. Let’s put the final nail in the coffin. ‘Baek Eun-soo, you dummy.’ The last thing I saw were his straight eyebrows twitching as I ran out of the house. “Haaa!” “You get particularly noisy every time I hit here. At first, I thought I was doing something wrong…” “Ah! Ah! Ah!” “Glad to know that’s not the case.” “Haa… ugh…” I don’t have such grand and useful abilities. This calls for the collapse of balance and the world view. It’s an irrational, unreasonable, and unbalanced one-way connection! “I know.” But you don’t need telepathy to be able to tell. From Baek Eun-soo’s flushed cheeks. From his usually neat black hair now in disarray. From his growling voice, like a tiger’s roar. “It feels good.” I can tell that this hidden pe*vert is very excited right now.

Original Publisher

florin books

Original Language

korean

Type

Web Novel