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Lookism: Pornhwa

Basically, what if Lookism was a pornhwa? Daniel discovers he now has a second body and takes full advantage of it. A/N: At the start, Daniel is still socially awkward, but as he meets more girls, he starts to become more confident and has more rizz. Caution: This is a Harem story, so MC will be more of a scumbag and has purely physical relationships with girls. NTR-haters rejoice, there will not be any in this story. I'm only writing this because I am bored at work and I wanted to practice writing romance and R18 scenes. There is going to be more 'plot' than actual plot, so, just a heads up. I created a new account to post this story because I didn't want my previous works to be associated with this story. Maybe one of you can guess who I am from my writing style.

PeakCulture · Tranh châm biếm
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Daniel didn't really understand what was so good about the 10 thousand won coffee on his first sip. It was bitter and acrid, not like the sweet 3-in-1 instant coffee he usually drank. But he kept drinking it since it cost 10 thousand won after all, and he didn't want to waste the money.

Surprisingly, he slowly started to understand why it cost 10 thousand won. Behind the bitterness, there was a faint sweetness as well. And for lack of a better word with his poor palette, Daniel could only describe it as tasting 'bright'. The lingering aftertaste let him still be able to taste the flavour even 5 minutes after finishing the coffee.

It was really good coffee, Daniel realized, and he understood why people would pay so much for it. But for a poor person like him, it was something he would never buy for himself again.

The sausages were really good too. There were little flags stuck in to the sausages that indicated where they were imported from, as well as a side of potato wedges so that it wasn't all meat. Again, it was delicious but not something he would try again. Brooke ate very little, so he mostly had the big platter to himself. It was a little embarrassing, but he was really hungry.

Their conversation had returned to a natural flow when they started eating. Daniel said it before, but Brooke was good at talking and keeping the conversation comfortable. She was probably one of those social butterflies who were good at making friends, he thought.

Daniel thought he could learn something from how she socialized with people. Making friends had always been hard for him, so he wanted to learn how to talk to people like her.

"Excuse me, I have to fix my makeup." Brooke told him after they finished eating.

Daniel looked confused, "Eh? You are wearing makeup?"

She blushed and lightly hit his shoulder, "Oppa, you are really too good with your words. Is this how you get girls to fall for you?"

"Huh? I am?" Daniel's confusion didn't dissipate even as Brooke walked away to the restroom.

Seeing that he now had some time, he checked his messages.

He nearly jumped when he saw the picture and following text Sophie had sent him. Daniel also realized that they never made concrete plans to meet up or have sex again, not that he didn't want to but he just had no idea how to go about setting something like that up. Could he take this as an invitation…?

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Daniel: (12:45) When we are we meeting again?

Sophie: (12:45) You are replying me while with Brooke? Oppa must be looking forward to it too *blush emoji*

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He wanted to reply her again but he was interrupted.

"Oh, hey, where did your little sister go?" The waitress asked.

"She went to the toilet, and she's not my sister. We're actually on a date right now."

She widened her eyes, "Really? She looks a little young… Wait, how old are you?"

"I'm only 16, first year of high school."

"What? You're a freshman in high school? Are you lying?" Her already big eyes widened even more.

"Eh? Why would I lie about that?" Daniel was confused.

"No, no, I'm just surprised because you look rather mature. I thought you were in university too."

"Is that a compliment or an insult?" He asked wryly, "But you're a university student? That's cool. What are you studying?"

"Engineering. And stop calling me you. Call me noona, okay?"

"…N-noona." Daniel wondered how they suddenly got so close he was addressing her informally.

"Kya so cute! I still can't believe you're only 16 years old. Is this what's called cradle robbing?"

"Hm? What's that?"

"Never mind that. Anyways, if you're still in high school, do you want private tutoring? Noona gets really good grades, y'know?"

"Ahahah, I don't doubt it, but my school is abit special because it is a preparatory school for vocational education. I don't think I will have much need for a tutor, sorry."

"Huk, getting shot down instantly… But a vocational school, do you mean Jae Won High School?"

"Yes, how did you know?"

"Well it is a pretty famous for producing idols and kpop trainees, so you look like you fit right in."

"Ahahah, I don't know why people keep mentioning that, but I'm actually in the Fashion and Clothing department…"

"Hm? Are you playing dumb? Well, that's cute too."

"???"

"Hm if you're in the fashion and clothing department, you will eventually need to start actually designing clothes right? How about I be your model? Not to brag but I'm confident about my figure!" Erin said, striking a pose.

Now that Daniel was taking a closer look at her, he realised that the waitress was actually really good looking. She had ashy grey hair, obviously dyed, and a pretty face too. And her figure, as she had mentioned, was a classic hour glass shape with a tiny waist and thickness above and below.

Maybe it was the cafe uniform that further accentuated her curves too. Daniel suddenly found himself wondering what her stockings felt like…

Finally seeing a positive reaction from him, Erin grinned victoriously and held out her phone.

"Give me your number. Let's stay in contact. I'll be your model in the future."

Still distracted by her confident demeanour and increasingly lewd thoughts about her stockings, Daniel just mutely accepted the phone and keyed in his mobile number.

The confident Erin immediately sent him a message after getting her phone back which was just a kiss emoji.

"Anyways, I get off my shift at 6. Text me if you want to hang out, cutie." The waitress leaned forward and whispered in his ear, "I'll show you what university students do on dates."

She giggled at his blush from the implication of her words and hot breath on his ear.