The spring time is approaching, but on the contrary it is getting colder at the base. If earlier you could walk barefoot along the corridor without any problems, today it is no longer possible to wander on the icy floor. Therefore, now on your legs there were long black knee socks, ordinary, without any prints, and most importantly warm.

But Horangi stared very expressively at your legs all day. Even through his black glasses, you could see his gaze roaming higher up your ankles, to where the slightly tight elastic band of your knee socks ended. He really wanted to pry them up, pull them back slightly and return them to their place with a slap on the skin, but Kim only dug his nails harder into his own thigh through the camouflage clothes and mentally counted down the seconds until the moment when you could be left alone.

It's finally evening. You hear a hasty knock on your room and as soon as you open the lock, Horangi flies inside like a storm, literally pushing you onto the bed and instantly finding himself between your spread legs. Kim is already pressing himself against you, against the black thick fabric, sticking two fingers under the fabric just like in her fantasies. But despite his attention focused on your socks, he does not break eye contact and looks intently into your eyes, observing your reaction.

«Why didn't I know you had socks like these?»

You are already without a T-shirt and it’s clear to both of you where this is all going, but as soon as you reach for your knee socks to pull them off, Hong-Jin grabs your hand tightly

«This will remain...»