The atmosphere at the training camp was charged, with nurous gas taking over.
Since the cadets had barely had any drinking sessions due to the intensive training throughout the sester, the charged energy hung thick in the air.
- Whats that?
-Dont you know this? Its the washing machine, the washing machine!
-How am I supposed to know that just by watching you swing your arms around?
The cadets constant creation of cringeworthy monts made the freshn laugh with laughter.
Recreational activities might sound dull when rely described, but theres a unique joy in watching people scream and play gas.
A sense of long-forgotten peace spreads warmth through the heart.
No matter how exhausted, a contented and lazy yawn slips out. It feels like a step up in ones quality of life.
Okay, then those with the highest cadet numbers from each team! Please co to the front!
The ga appeared to be an individual challenge.
It was a daunting trial if one couldnt handle the embarrassnt of dancing wildly at the front.
What are your cadet numbers?
Starting with 3? I have 2.
Im 4.
Given that ns cadet numbers began with 1 and 2, won seed to be the intended participants. Upon closer inspection, it turned out that Jin Dallae was orchestrating the ga.
Do I really have to go?
Fighting. Go and sweep them off their feet.
Uh, okay.
Jin Dallae, still reeling from the embarrassnt of the previous movie-guessing ga, approached the front while fanning her flushed face.
The auditorium stage was crowded with notably attractive cadets.
Aside from the all-male teams, it was predominantly won.
Guseul surveyed the cadets on stage, then picked up a large piece of newspaper and began to wave it lightly.
Alright~ Currently in the lead is Team 4 with 2100 points! And Team 10 is close behind with 1900 points. The other teams still have a chance to catch up because this ga is worth 500 points!
To increase enthusiasm for the ga, it was essential to emphasize the later gas significantly.
Guseul began spreading newspapers across the floor while she described the ga.
This ga is simple. Just stand on this newspaper for exactly 10 secondsonly 10 seconds. Got it?
The challenge was to endure standing on the newspaper.
The cadets on stage nodded, acknowledging Guseuls instructions.
But!!
The ga would not be interesting without a twist.
She introduced a condition.
You wont be alone; youll be with a partner on this newspaper. The team that stands the longest wins. And with whom, you ask? Hehe, Ill tell you now.
Guseul chuckled, clearly amused by her own ga.
Bring the opposite-gender person you like the most onto the paper!
-Oh!
Excitent erupted among the seated cadets.
So female cadets on stage showed their displeasure, but why should they care?
Witnessing the embarrassing monts and love stories of others was always more fun and entertaining.
Hurry and choose soone! You have 10 seconds. There are penalties for being late!
Such a ga could only thrive in an atmosphere charged with excitent.
Despite their reluctance, the girls went into the crowd to pick soone, each returning to the stage with a partner.
The all-male teams caught off guard, approached a few female cadets but were t with rejectiona cringeworthy scene unfolded.
Jin Dallae was also navigating through the seated cadets toward us.
As expected.
Jin Dallaes lips quivered, her face reddening like a ripe persimmon.
I, uh, dont know anyone else Will you co with ?
She offered an excuse before making her request.
Despite her earlier hesitation, her voice was firm when she asked.
Her pink eyes were a swirl of nervousness and hope.
Although the spotlight at the front of the auditorium made it difficult to see her face clearly, her intent was sowhat apparent.
Here it cos.
We all knew it was coming.
What other choice did I have?
Just as I was about to stand and swiftly conclude the ga,
-Snicker.
Guseul, looking at from the auditorium, wore a mischievous smile.
Sothing felt off.
Instinctively, I sensed it.
Take care. If we win this, its on .
Uh, okay.
I left Sooyoungs pressuring words behind and stepped to the front of the auditorium. Facing many cadets, I felt every eye on . I heard murmurs here and there but couldnt discern their content. Guseul, still grinning, took the microphone and elbowed my side, giggling.
Everyone, rember these peoples faces. Go out~ Go out~ Hehehe.
Thats when my eyes t Jin Dallaes.
As Guseul smirked subtly, Jin Dallaes lips curled up slightly.
Could it be that she concocted this sche just to ss with ?
Guseul was inscrutable, and considering Jin Dallaes deanor, it wouldnt be strange if she had set a trap. She yelled into the microphone, as if it were already too late.
Everyone, get ready and climb up!
Ga start.
The first one on the newspaper was Jin Dallae.
She seed embarrassed but oddly eager as she tugged on my sleeve, urging to join. Whether the corners of her mouth were rising out of embarrassnt or delight was unclear. The single sheet of newspaper seed large enough, but physical contact was unavoidable.
I hesitantly stepped forward.
As we got closer, our bodies touched through the fabric. So far, it was tolerable. Other cadets also seed to accept this level of closeness, handling it smoothly.
-Trembling.
I couldnt see Jin Dallaes face from my angle, but she shook like a drenched cat.
Eight, nine, ten. Ding ding! Now fold the newspaper in half!
The real challenge began with the next instruction.
The half-folded newspaper inevitably made our bodies press closer to each other.
No matter which way we moved, so part was firmly pressed in an embarrassingly close position.
-Ah, I cant do this.
-Hehe, right.
Several cadets tried and failed, tumbling off.
Trying to fall off appeared to be a good strategy to avoid becoming the academys laughingstock.
Before I stepped onto the newspaper, pointing at cadets feigning to tumble, I asked Dallae.
Should we stop? Falling and getting disqualified doesnt seem too bad.
Hurry up and co here.
She still appeared flushed no, actually more relaxed than before, extending her arms toward .
We need to win this ga.
Her voice was a mix of command and entreaty. It was who needed to comprehend.
Co on, hurry~!
Guseul, full of excitent, prodded us, and eventually, I managed to step onto the shrunken newspaper.
We were forced to press against each other.
Jin Dallae wrapped her arms around my waist to keep from falling. The snickers of the cadets ahead and Guseuls cunning glances were completely irritating.
Huff.
Our breathing intensified slightly.
The pressure just above my belly. Push, push. The soft sensation pressing in rhythm caused to catch my breath.
Her hands on my waist shifted slightly, teasingly.
I glanced down at Jin Dallae slowly.
For so reason, she was gazing directly into my face rather than looking away.
Huh.
Her eyes were a srizing fusion of crimson and bright light.
Those eyes, expected to be so, were deeper and more intense than ever.
Her look was peculiar.
People often say a switch flips when they are thrilled, but Jin Dallae seed like soone whose switch had truly been activated.
Haah-
The warm breath I let out softly brushed against my face.
The subtle floral scent reminded of the body fragrance from trees I had encountered before.
A fragrance that could drive one to distraction.
Coupled with her beguiling aura, it was the primary thing that unsettled my mind and that I needed to be most vigilant about.
She gripped tighter as I slightly bowed my head to create so distance between us.
Please, dont fall.
Has she always spoken like this? She isnt even stuttering now.
Her hand moved up to my shoulder blade, groping around, and then she unabashedly buried her face in my neck.
Ten! Ding, ding, ding! Please step away!
Guseul, chuckling, sped up the countdown, and Jin Dallae tumbled from my embrace. Despite being the object of her jest, Jin Dallaes expression involuntarily worried .
Are you okay?
Her face was flushed as though she were intoxicated.
Im fine. Lets go to the next, the next round.
Obsession.
I realized too late that assuming everything was fine because there had been no problems so far was too convenient for .
It had been over a week since I first saw signs of obsession in Jin Dallaes affection level.
Hwangdo had reacted imdiately, but Dallae had held out for a long ti. Now, seeing Dallae proactively folding the newspaper, I found myself speechless.
I-Ill start now! Please step up!
Even Guseul seed hesitant as she called out. The remaining cadets stepped onto the newspaper.
So were already confird couples, engaging in skinship without hesitation.
Two of the remaining four teams were couples.
Another team, a strong contender like us, had advanced through sheer determination.
Arent you coming?
Lets try.
If I didnt, it felt like sothing bad would happen.
I stepped forward, feeling the noticeably reduced space.
Given my size, fitting all four feet on the now-smaller newspaper was difficult.
Normally, this would an falling off.
If it had been normal.
Shall I step on your foot? Or do you want to step on mine?
Step on mine.
Tsk.
Jin Dallae, slightly displeased, climbed onto my foot and hugged tightly. Although balancing was precarious, we managed. Standing on my foot, Jin Dallaes height increased, creating an even more awkward scene.
The heavy mont ca again.
One~ Two~ Three~
Those damned 10 seconds, which actually felt more like 30 due to Guseuls trickery.
-Ouch!
-Aah!
So cadets collapsed nearby.
Since we couldnt avoid the rumors of romance, I gritted my teeth and maintained my balance.
Are you okay?
Not really.
Ill get closer.
As she said this, she pressed her face against my collarbone, nearly causing to lose my balance. Our pose now resembled an intense embrace. The cadets cheered, enjoying the spectacle.
Who will win? Only two teams left! Essentially, the winner here takes it all!
Guseul broadcast enthusiastically, heating up the atmosphere.
In the midst of that pink atmosphere, Jin Dallae, unnoticed in my arms, whispered sothing barely audible.
-.
I didnt hear it.
Her voice was too soft, and the surrounding noise too loud.
Ah, uh.
The problem was that this whisper seed to be a significant point for Jin Dallae.
-Pop.
A little above her left temple, a faint pop sound, barely audible, emanated from her head.
Pink flower.
Modest yet radiant petals blossod, similar to the color of her hair, symbolizing her joy.
-Teeter!
Suddenly, Jin Dallae, who had just blood the flower, lost her balance and fell backward.
Ah!
For so reason, I felt it shouldnt be seen by others as if it were a fruit. I reached out and pulled her back.
It was a bit rough but effective. She regained her balance and covered one side of her head with her hand.
Why would a flower bloom in her hair?
Bewildered by this inexplicable phenonon, I saw Jin Dallaes face up close.
Her eyes were darker than before.
And slightly dangerously so.
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