PC Bang Common Sense (1)
Ever since time immemorial, once exams are over, students find all sorts of ways to celebrate. That's because the time you get to play under the excuse of "exams are done" isn't nearly as long as the endless grind of the exam period itself. Some gather in groups to hit up an amusement park, others belt out songs alone at a coin karaoke joint until their throats give out, and some just gorge on tasty food to melt away the stress.
"……Yawn."
Then there are those who, even after exams end, just flop around in their room, too lazy to go out and staring blankly at nothing. That was me.
"So boring."
I scratched my belly, paused the video I'd been watching, and set my phone face-down. Even for me, spending a post-exam weekend just glued to videos was starting to make my feet itch. I should play some games or something. But in a pinch like this…
Kang Geon-yul's place had a computer, so I could've gamed there, but the dorm room didn't. Bringing one in wasn't allowed, obviously. So naturally, I'd started missing computers—and games—a little more each day. To shake off the regret, I forced a big stretch and glanced around.
"Whatcha doing?"
That's when my eyes locked with Kang Geon-yul's. He looked like he was gearing up to head out, buzzing with excitement that you couldn't miss even if you tried.
"Getting ready to go out."
"Where to?"
"Exams are over, right? Gonna hang with the guys."
"I asked where."
"Ugh, so annoying."
I knew I might come off as a nag, but I couldn't help it. If I didn't poke at him like this, I'd die of boredom.
"PC bang. Happy now?"
"PC bang?"
I nodded blankly. Well, yeah—after exams, guys beelining for the PC bang was basically tradition. Back in middle and high school, I'd done it myself: piling into one with the crew for some inner-team skirmishes or queuing up together. Of course, Kang Geon-yul was always there too. We were classmates, after all.
That guy, built like he could crush a mouse just by gripping it too hard, was surprisingly good at games. I remember being shocked—he was better than me, and I hadn't seen it coming.
PC bang, huh.
I had no complaints about going. I wasn't his mom or wife—what right did I have to stop him? Still, it stung a little.
"Who with?"
"The guys, like I said. Those friends from the cafeteria last time. Do-yun, Su-ho, Young-jin."
"Can I come?"
"Huh?"
"Can I tag along to that PC bang?"
I wasn't helpless; I could totally handle a PC bang. Anywhere else might be iffy, but there? Especially with Geon-yul and his friends—no risk of anything weird.
Ugh, just ask me first!
Leaving me alone in the room while he got hyped with his buddies, without even a casual "wanna come?"—that felt a bit off. I mean, we're ball-buddies; he could've at least asked once.
"Wellll……."
He trailed off without answering right away. If he'd agreed eagerly, I could've played it off like he hadn't even thought of me before. But now that excuse was shot.
This was so unfair. What did I do wrong?
"PC bangs are kinda guy territory, so it might be risky."
"It's fine—you're there. And your friends."
"True, but… ugh, you really wanna go?"
"Yeah. Been ages since I played some games."
It wasn't just about games. My gender had changed to female, but my hobbies were still a guy's. I missed that vibe: rounding up with the crew at a PC bang, diving into multiplayer chaos.
Ye-rin's great and all, but…
Some things just didn't click. Her idea of celebrating post-exams? Getting under some potbellied old dudes for cash—barely escaped with the "exclusive bitch" excuse. Ridiculous.
So yeah, might as well seize this chance to game stress-free with the boys, gender be damned.
"Haa, fine."
"For real? We're going?"
"I'll tell the guys, so get ready quick. Makes five of us—perfect for a 5-man queue……."
"O-okay! Just wait a sec!"
God, how long had it been? My heart raced with genuine excitement for once.
Yeah, just game like old times.
Lately, just sitting around Geon-yul made me feel weird. But chilling with games like back in school? That'd keep the stray thoughts at bay. Had to.
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"Sorry we're late—had to wait for her."
"Sorry! Way too late, right?!"
Geon-yul and I bolted out and apologized to the three friends already waiting.
"Hmmm……."
"Ahem!"
Something felt off. As I bowed deep, their eyes locked somewhere specific. Clueless, I stood there—then frantically covered my cleavage and looked up.
Gotta be careful.
They were Geon-yul's friends; no way they'd jump me. Pouncing on an owned bitch was absurd enough—his friend's? Insanity. But leering? Totally normal, now that I thought about it.
This world overflowed with disposable human toilets and onaholes thanks to women's low status. But I was special.
Sigh, being pretty's a crime.
Not just the face—my body's killer too. Names again… Do-yun, Su-ho, Young-jin? Faces familiar from glimpses. I even know what their dicks look like.
During that "fellatio practice" in the cafeteria, crawling under tables sucking Geon-yul's cock—I'd peeked at theirs. Oh yeah, Ye-rin blew one of them then. Who was it?
Doesn't matter.
Once I covered up, they sheepishly looked away, grinning and greeting me one by one.
"Hey, haha."
"Second time meeting properly."
"Tough being with Geon-yul, huh?"
"Uh……."
The vibe felt awkward. Unexpected, really. As a girl and his bitch, I'd braced for crude banter or casual you-talk, but they were polite.
"Y-you can be casual with me……."
"Huh? Then drop the formalities first, Chae-a."
"Me? That okay?"
There wasn't a law forcing lower-class women to use formal speech with men. Just social pressure. Like that assignment video—semi-official, so I stuck to polite speech for Geon-yul, never slipping. Same in public.
Key was avoiding gossip fodder. So in small groups like this? Casual it is.
"O-okay then…… Since I'm tagging along to the PC bang, take care of me today, guys."
Tucking a stray lock behind my ear, I tossed out a shy casual greeting. The boys' faces flushed pink. Some even tented obviously—honest reactions.
"Greetings done—let's move. Time's wasting."
"W-wait…… Eek!"
"You're noisy too—just follow."
I just found it cute, but someone glaring from behind at their reactions got pissy and yanked me along. Hand on my shoulder, kneading one tit.
It looked weirdly jealous—like marking territory in front of his friends. I bit back laughter bubbling up inside.
"This is our usual PC bang."
"Whoa, you guys come a lot?"
"Uh? Y-yeah, pretty much."
"Sounds fun. Bring me more often~"
On the way, I teased his friends mercilessly, getting my kicks. Not possessed, but locals still green at handling girls? Awkward charm.
Plus, to them I was "friend's exclusive bitch." Can't fuck freely, can't ignore—prime tease material. But cross the line? Smack!
"Kyaa!"
"Don't block the door with that huge ass—move it, we wanna go in."
"S-sor-ryyy……."
In front of friends, outside too—Geon-yul roughed me up to dodge suspicion. I was used to it by now. Tolerable. Maybe even… not hating it anymore.
"We can sit in a row here."
"I'll take the way inside!"
I aimed for one seat over from Geon-yul's—close enough for chat, far for easy friend-talk. Fine by me.
But sliding in, his friends eyed us like we'd grown heads.
"……What?"
"Wait, Chae-a's gaming too?"
"Didn't see that coming."
……What the hell?
We blinked at each other. Experience kept us from knee-jerking. Might be another "common sense" blind spot.
"Wh-what do you mean……."
"Like, how to put it… You're a bitch, right?"
"Y-yeah, basically."
"So we figured Geon-yul called you to suck his dick mid-game."
"Yeah, like a portable onahole."
"And ours too, maybe?"
"Ah……."
I fought a crumbling expression. So their "clueless" reactions to my teasing? Not inexperience. Just novelty from a chatty blowjob onahole.
They'd pegged me as Geon-yul's gaming cock-sucker from jump.
Yeah, this world's like that…….
Too late to claim "not here for blowjobs, here to game." They'd balk at me queuing up now too.
What to do?
……Just head home?
After trekking here? No way one line made me cave to cocksucking. Blowjobs were routine now, but today was for fun—not that.
Seriously considering bailing when—
"Hold up."
Geon-yul grabbed my sleeve.
"Why."
"How 'bout this?"
"……?"
"One-on-one. I win, you crawl under my desk and suck. You win, we game together."
"Hey, what about us?"
"Idiot, she's my exclusive bitch."
"……Tch, fair."
"Chae-a? Deal?"
I chewed my lip, hesitating. Without this, group gaming was off-table anyway. Win: game on. Lose: just his dick. Familiar territory.
Geon-yul's cock… I know it well.
I nodded faintly.
"Okay."
"One-on-one?"
"Yeah. First to kills wins."
Win: chill gaming side-by-side. Lose: under-desk duty. Stakes beyond pride—a real showdown. Heart pounding, I fired up the PC.