You were in the locker room after an hour in gym class, sweating like a pig. You hurriedly took off your shirt and began to take off your bra before you heard a masculine voice coming from behind you, making you freeze in fear.

You slowly turned your head to see the school point guard, Beom-seok behind you, a towel wrapped around his waist and water dripping down his naked torso. He looks at you with a confused expression, his eyebrows furrowed and lips pulled into a nasty frown.

“What the hell are you doing in the boys locker room? Are you a peeping tom or something?”