After falling backward, Hunter immediately straightened up. He endured a feeling of immense embarrassment. The pain from the impact on the head was even less than his embarrassment.
He clenched both fists in front of his chest, ready to challenge Miller for the already rolling pride.
Jonea, still standing on the bed, raised her chin and fists. She didn't want to lose either.
"What do you want?" challenged Jonea. "You dare to invade my private territory. You deserved it–that kick."
Hunter had completely woken up from drowsiness. He noticed his surroundings and realized he had made a mistake.
'How come I'm here? I even took off my clothes? Have I gone mad?' thought Hunter.
Jonea is still wary. She was confused to see Hunter's expression like someone upset. Jonea glanced at the nightstand near the bed and saw the digital clock showing nine.
"Damn it! It's noon."
Jonea panicked because she realized her alarm clock didn't ring according to her set time. Jonea jumped out of bed and down the spiral staircase to the bathroom as fast as her legs could.
"What is it?" Hunter was alone there like a fool. He finally realized the precarious situation they were in.
Hunter dashed down the stairs and ran into the bathroom after Miller.
They both collided in front of the bathroom door. Elbowing and pushing each other. Jonea's slimmer body turned out to have an advantage. She became more agile and agile. However, Hunter also excels because he has stronger muscles.
When Jonea was halfway into the bathroom, Hunter pulled her hand.
"Me first!" threatened Hunter.
"Are your eyes blind? My feet had stepped into the bathroom first! First come, first serve!" Jonea replied while removing Hunter's hand.
But Hunter didn't want to give up. "You think… you just overslept? This is my room, and I have the right to use the bathroom first!" Hunter glared at Jonea without letting go of her grip.
Jonea lowered her glare from Hunter's eyes to her arm, which was firmly gripped by the young man.
Hunter suddenly amused himself. He instantly let go of Miller's hand and shook it in disgust. Hunter remembered the soft and supple sensation not long ago. He was still curious as to what exactly he had been holding before.
"You are crazy!" Jonea cursed, slamming the bathroom door loudly in Hunter's face.
Hunter immediately backed away and got goosebumps. "Why did I touch his hand? His hands just felt really weird. He was too slender and flabby for a man. What is wrong with me? Is this just my feeling? Is my phobia really driving me crazy?"
Inside the bathroom, Jonea was stunned while clutching the door handle. She locked it tight. Her chest was pounding, and her breath was ragged.
"Fuck! Why is he watching me with that look? Does he like the same sex?" Jonea frowned and shivered in horror.
When Jonea was about to shower, she glanced at the bathroom key. Jonea checked it several times and confirmed that the door was securely locked.
"Someone changed the lock?" Jonea just shrugged and didn't care who did it.
Hunter kept pacing in front of the bathroom door. Occasionally he glanced at the alarm clock and panicked more and more every second.
"Yeah! When are you coming out? You've been in there too long. Are you sleeping?"
Jonea, who was taking a bath, felt disturbed. She turned her head and pursed her lips toward the door.
"Feel it! Who asked to make noise since last night? I woke up late."
Hunter almost punched the bathroom door. His fist was almost pressed against the door. But he failed to do so.
"No! If I banged on this bathroom door, I'd likely see something as scary as the other day. No! It can't be happening."
Hunter paced again. Twice he turned the bed and the bathroom door. Because he couldn't take it anymore and wanted to pee, he finally kicked the door.
Bang!
Jonea jumped in surprise and dropped her toothbrush into the sink. Her face was bright red, and her mouth was full of foam.
"Damn smelly wolf! Why is he so noisy?"
With a grumpy face, Jonea went to the bathroom door and opened it with a bang.
"What?"
Jonea gaped at her cheeks, which still had toothpaste foam left. Jonea didn't see Hunter at the bathroom door, but Aland did.
"Are you done?" asked Aland casually.
"Se-senior? What are you doing here?" Jonea crouched left and right, looking for Hunter's whereabouts.
"Your roommate has already left for school. You didn't go to school?"
"I–" Jonea was at a loss for words. "Does not seem. I'm not very well today. By the way, what is senior doing here?"
"I want to borrow the bathroom," said Aland innocently.
He reached up to Jonea's face. Jonea ducked to avoid him. Aland's hand hung in the air, and he smiled.
"That!" Aland pointed at Jonea's cheek.
Jonea quickly touched her cheek and was embarrassed to find a toothpaste foam stick.
Aland pushed Jonea aside and just barged into the bathroom.
"B-but… Senior, I'm not finished yet! Can you wait a moment?"
Aland ignored Jonea's words. He had unzipped his pants, pulled them down, and sat on the toilet.
Jonas panicked. She left her women's underwear in the bathroom. She quickly went inside, wanting to hide it. However, the girl screamed in surprise when she saw Aland sitting on the toilet.
She immediately covered her eyes with both hands, then turned her back to Aland.
"Senior, what are you doing?"
"Can't you see I'm pooping? Why are you covering your eyes? You've never seen anyone poop?"
"But, senior, this is my bathroom!" Jonea protested while still turning around.
"Why should you feel ashamed? Aren't we, fellow men?" Aland glanced at Jonea suspiciously. He watched Jonea's posture from behind, from head to toe.
Jonea was really scared and embarrassed. She still had to hide her underwear from Aland. Jonea slowly went to the bathroom without looking at Aland. The girl closed her eyes and fumbled for her underwear. When she found it, Jonea immediately hid it under her clothes. She glanced at Aland briefly. The young man paid no attention.
As Jonea was about to leave the bathroom, Aland grabbed her and pushed Jonea against the wall.
Jonea screamed. "You pervert!"
"Well, Miller!" he said. "Where have you been for the past two days? I didn't see you at school."
Jonea's face turned pale. 'How did Aland know I didn't go to school? He didn't go to school either. Or could it be… secretly investigating me? Or could he really already know my identity?'
Aland glared at Jonea as the girl moved uncomfortably. "What are you hiding?"
Aland reached out and was about to uncover Jonea's clothes. He knew Jonea was hiding something under her clothes.
While Jonea was busy thinking about her answer, Hunter was suddenly standing beside them.
"What are you doing here?" rebuked Hunter. "Very embarrassing. Aland? You…? You guys are fellow men!!"
Jonea immediately separated from Aland. She looked at Hunter with a squint.
'Thank you for coming to save me,' thought Jonea.
"Didn't you already go to school?" Aland said casually as if there was nothing strange about him.
"What? You know I went to your room to pee. How can I go to school without taking a shower, huh? My toiletries are inside, and he…." Hunter accused Jonea, who was secretly going to run away. "He's not coming out! Then, what are you two doing here alone in the bathroom?"
Aland tapped Hunter on the shoulder. "Why are you so angry, Hunter? Your anger is as if you are jealous."
Aland secretly smiled teasingly.
"What? What do you mean I'm jealous? Jealous of whom?" Hunter seemed to be outwitted by his own best friend and became increasingly annoyed.
Jonea just gaped at Aland and Hunter alternately. She was in the middle of the two tall men.
Jonea felt herself shrinking and shrinking. She slowly backed away and tried to escape from there. However, Aland swiftly moved his place and blocked Jonea.
"Tell me, where have you been these two days?" repeated Aland.
Jonea backed up, but behind her, she bumped into Hunter. Hunter also gave her a sharp look. It was as if Hunter were saying, 'I want to hear the answer too!'