Two People Watching the Opening Match (2)
Two People Watching the Opening Match (2)
Kim Ha-yeon stretched her stiff body, looking around.
The old buildings she had seen once before.
"Ah, shit. Why is the transportation here so inconvenient?"
Waiting for a bus with 30-minute intervals has already drained all my energy.
Grumbling, she made her way toward her destination, passing through the old buildings.
It was a complicated path that would definitely make a first-timer get lost, but since she had been here once before, Ha-yeon arrived at her destination without difficulty.
As soon as she passed through the narrow buildings, her view widened, and a vast field unfolded before her.
On the soccer field filled with green grass, the game seemed to have already started, with only the loud shouts of the coach and players echoing.
"As expected, there are no spectators."
That's just how the University League is.
As a member of the Jijang University Cheerleading Squad who often went to cheer for soccer games, Ha-yeon knew just how little attention the University League received.
Even now, it's the opening match, yet the only spectators watching from the stands are a few people who look like officials and just one beauty...
"Huh? What's up with that woman?"
In the corner of the stands, hidden by a tree growing through a crack in the broken seats, wasn't there a woman sitting there?
Quite a suspicious appearance.
Wearing a pitch-black ball cap pulled low and even sunglasses...
'What a show-off. Who does she think she is, a celebrity?'
Ha-yeon snorted, but she could tell at a glance.
That the mysterious woman was a significant beauty.
Forgetting the reason she came here, she wondered what kind of bitch she was and crept closer, catching a sweet scent wafting on the breeze.
Sniff, sniff. "Well, well? Isn't this Bottega perfume?"
An expensive brand of perfume that costs millions of won per bottle.
Among them, it was the 'Bottega No. 8' perfume that Ha-yeon had been eyeing.
It's a luxury brand that doesn't even offer samples, but thanks to her obsession with buying it someday, she had managed to smell it somehow and remembered it clearly.
'What the hell kind of woman is she?'
Ha-yeon, now even more curious, sat down a short distance away, and only then did the woman glance at her. And that was it.
Whether she knew about Ha-yeon's curiosity or not, the mysterious woman was too busy watching the game with her chin resting on her hand over her crossed legs, so Ha-yeon could safely sneak glances at her.
Flawless, glowing, snow-white skin, a high and straight nose bridge, and red, plump lips.
The aura of beauty radiating through the pulled-down ball cap and dark sunglasses hit her with true damage.
'Crazy! That's a Graia hat! And the sunglasses are Minumanion.'
Her head spun at the feast of brands she had only ever seen on the internet.
What the hell is she?
When Ha-yeon, shocked, stared openly, the woman who had been ignoring her frowned as if uncomfortable and looked back. Ha-yeon, feeling guilty, pretended not to notice and turned her gaze away, and the woman turned her eyes back to the soccer field.
She seemed so focused on the game, wondering what was so fun about soccer where boys swarmed around a single ball. Ha-yeon, watching for an opportunity, secretly took a picture of the woman and uploaded it to the group chat.
—Does anyone know what this bitch is wearing?
The numbers disappeared in an instant, and replies started popping up.
—Jigyeong: She went to see a guy, but why is she taking candid photos of a woman?
—Su-yeon: Our Ha-yeon has awakened to forbidden love? Even just looking at the photo, the beauty is bursting out.
—Park A-young: Hey, isn't those jeans from Lauth?
—Hye-jin: Looks like it?
—Hye-jin:
Ignoring the crazy bitches' nonsense, she searched and clicked on the link one of the members posted, and the exact same skinny jeans the woman next to her was wearing appeared.
"Gasp!"
"Ah, shit."
"S-sorry..."
How much is this?
She gasped in surprise at the price beyond her imagination, and the woman got annoyed.
Pressed by the aura, Ha-yeon quietly lowered her head.
Having been pretty since she was young and also having a lot of interest in her appearance, Ha-yeon, who dressed well, was always the center of her group. Whether it was with the same sex or the opposite sex.
Naturally, Ha-yeon, with her high nose, wasn't the type to easily lower her head anywhere, but that depends on the opponent.
In the midst of this, the group chat keeps pinging without reading the room.
—Su-yeon: Ha-yeon, Ha-yeon, who is it? Do you know her?
—Hye-jin: Wow, the hat is also super expensive.
—Park A-young: Know her, my ass. She probably just scraped an Instagram photo from somewhere.
She was already annoyed, and this bitch Park A-young kept getting on her nerves.
Ignoring the unhelpful group chat notifications, Ha-yeon kept glancing at the woman sitting next to her.
'Look at her skin texture. How much maintenance does she get to look like that? What moisturizer does she use?'
I'm jealous.
Ha-yeon muttered to herself without realizing it, then was startled.
Ha-yeon, who had never been looked down upon for her beauty, as she always monopolized the attention of males wherever she went, felt a strange sensation in front of a more superior predator she had met for the first time in her life.
Admiration.
Ha-yeon, who had been stealing glances at the woman like a girl meeting her role model, soon let out a deep sigh.
'Shit... where the hell did a bitch like this appear from?'
She just pouted her lips for no reason, but her phone kept ringing.
—Jigyeong: Did you meet him?
It was a private message from Jigyeong.
—Not yet.
—Jigyeong: I said it's the opening match today, so he'll definitely be there.
—Jigyeong: I told you, right? You'll know as soon as you see him.
—Jigyeong: Look carefully.
Oh, right.
Recalling the reason she came here, Ha-yeon finally turned her gaze to the game.
'Let's see.'
Where is my cutie?
He said he was a freshman... so she scanned the bench, but there were only a bunch of potatoes.
'Is he not on this team?'
Even scanning the opposite bench, it was full of potato-boys.
Ha-yeon tilted her head.
2 years of experience in the cheerleading squad.
She has zero interest in soccer, but as a cheerleader who is inseparable from the sports teams, she knows the ins and outs of how the soccer team works.
'He definitely said he was a freshman... Is he completely off the roster? Or maybe...?'
With a feeling of "maybe," she scanned the field.
The sight of men running around with a single ball in between them. Ha-yeon couldn't understand it. What was so fun about this?
She can't understand it, but Ha-yeon knows well.
That boys really like it when a girl pretends to know a little bit about the sport they like.
Especially sports team guys.
They're simple guys who only exercise, so it's easy to seduce them. Just pretend to know a bit about soccer, and if you give them some compliments like "you were cool in the game," "your pass was good," or "your dribbling was amazing," they'll immediately go soft.
While observing the players, Ha-yeon was quickly able to find the boy Jigyeong mentioned.
Because there was a player with snow-white skin that stood out even from afar, radiating handsomeness.
'Wow... as expected, he's handsome.'
She saw him a week ago when she came as part of the Jijang University Cheerleading Squad, but seeing him again, he's really handsome.
If Jigyeong hadn't snatched him in the middle, he would have been hers. Ha-yeon gritted her teeth and watched the handsome boy.
'He definitely has skill. A freshman starting in the opening match.'
The sight of him catching the ball and succeeding in dribbling repeatedly.
Even to Ha-yeon, who doesn't know much about soccer, his flashy footwork looks different.
'A handsome guy who also runs well. Look at that stamina.'
Every player on the field was running actively, but Ha-yeon only saw one person.
'As expected, just like Jigyeong said, since he's a soccer player, his stamina must be insane.'
Seeing the sweating pretty boy, she remembered her friend's words, and she was already twitching down there.
Ha-yeon let out a hot breath and recalled her friend's words.
'A beast... he's a real monster. I thought I was going to fall apart down there.'
After snatching the kid she had staked a claim on, her friend had lost so much weight and had dark circles under her eyes down to her chin, for whatever reason.
Wondering what it was, she asked, and at first, she avoided answering, but later she confessed the truth, saying she couldn't take it anymore and begged to be saved.
'To think he's that sexually insatiable.'
He looks like a slender pretty boy... Ha-yeon, who knew her friend's taste in men better than anyone, couldn't believe it, but since her friend was in that state, she couldn't help but believe it.
That's why she came to check for herself.
'Help me, Ha-yeon.'
'You crazy bitch. If you hate it that much, just don't do it.'
'It's too good. It's a problem because it feels so good I think I'll go crazy.'
'If it's that good, what's the problem?'
'It's hard. I feel like I'm really going to die like this. I should stop... but when he asks to do it, I'm already dripping down there, and it's driving me crazy.'
The plea of a friend who was unfazed even by orgies.
Ha-yeon's face, watching the pretty boy running around hard while sweating, was already turning red with excitement.
And next to her.
The woman wearing sunglasses was watching that scene with sidelong glances.
'What's up with this one panting next to me? Is she a crazy bitch?'
Before the game started, the coach said.
"In today's game, Hong Min-jun is in charge of ball progression. If you get the ball, push it to him."
It's the same everywhere that a fast player with good technique takes the lead in counterattacks.
And the fact that I am the player who can perform that role best at Hojin University is acknowledged not only by the coaching staff but also by the players, so I was able to receive the ball from the start.
I showed overwhelming skill against Jijang University, which is considered a mid-tier team in the University League, so it goes without saying for Hago University, the opening match opponent whose power is lower than that, but...
'My stats are lower than back then, and I have to think about my stamina.'
If I don't intend to be substituted after playing only the first half, I have to pay attention to stamina distribution.
My stats have dropped, and since I have to worry about stamina management, I couldn't attempt breakthroughs as much as I thought.
The players, who were securing possession of the ball and passing it around meaninglessly, passed the ball toward me.
It must mean they want me to open up the attack, but it's not a counterattack situation, it's difficult to break through the enemy's well-formed formation, and I have to consider my stamina, so I quietly passed the ball back.
That was repeated a few times, and inevitably, through pass play, we entered the enemy's Final Third, only to have the ball stolen.
Perhaps because it's the opening match, the passive opponent only focused on defense, so counterattack opportunities rarely came, and out of frustration, I only attempted dribble breakthroughs a couple of times.
Of course, I succeeded in dribble breakthroughs both times, but because the defensive formation was well-set, it didn't lead to a decisive chance.
And then came halftime.
The coach slammed the tactical board.
"Hong Min-jun! Stop slacking off!! Do you not want to play!?"