Chapter 159: 1 Woo-jin
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 159: 1 Woo-jin
On the way home.
It wasn't intentional, but I ended up walking with Gyu-a.
Her boyfriend had stormed off, saying he was disappointed in her, and Gyu-a had remained silent ever since.
Should I?
I thought about striking up a conversation, but I wondered if she even deserved that kind of consideration.
So, I just walked in silence.
"What are you, Senior?"
As we passed the main gate of the school, Gyu-a asked me, sounding annoyed.
"I'm Kim Woo-jin."
"Ugh—"
She looked like she was about to curse at me in frustration but barely managed to hold it back.
"Senior, you're incredibly popular, aren't you?"
"...I won't deny it."
Honestly, if I denied it at this point, I’d just be a weirdo.
"But knowing that, why did you do that to me?"
When I asked back, dumbfounded, Gyu-a replied with an irritated tone, no longer bothering to hide her true intentions.
"I approached you because I knew. People said Senior Hyun-ho was famous in high school, so I lined up for him, but college is definitely different from high school."
What is wrong with this girl?
"Senior Ye-rin and Senior I-seo are interested in you, right?"
"..."
"I've seen them coming to the dorms all the time just to see you. How can you seduce both of them at the same time?"
"So, what's your point?"
"I have four boyfriends."
"What?"
What the hell was she talking about?
She was reasonably pretty, but what Gyu-a was hiding was beyond my expectations.
"Oh, I just broke up with one, so now it's three. Anyway. When you date several people like this, sometimes you want a special meal, you know?"
"..."
"There's a reason people line up for certain restaurants."
"Are you saying I'm a restaurant with a line?"
"A restaurant with very high-profile customers, at that. Two of the most eye-catching girls among the English major sophomores want you at the same time."
Wow.
I'd heard there were people like this. People who view their partners as a kind of status symbol.
Gyu-a was exactly that type.
She approached Ahn Hyun-ho because he was a famous delinquent in high school.
And she approached me because two women famous for their beauty in the English department were showing interest in me.
"You're really..."
I wanted to tell her she was trash.
But then again, since I was the one struggling between multiple women myself...
I actually became curious.
"Doesn't it bother you?"
"What?"
"Three-timing. And trying to seduce another guy on top of that."
"Ah."
Gyu-a nodded vaguely and shrugged.
"It's fine as long as I don't get caught."
"..."
"My conscience vanished a long time ago. Now, it's more like... the fun of choosing who to 'eat' today?"
"You're trash."
"Whatever."
Gyu-a, who had been stomping ahead in annoyance, suddenly came to a halt as if she’d forgotten something.
"But why do Senior Ye-rin and Senior I-seo like you?"
"So sudden?"
"No, I mean, really. Spending time with you today, I didn't see any particular charm. If anything, you're just obnoxious. I seriously wanted to kill you when you tripped me earlier."
"I was just struggling to survive."
You could call it my own defense mechanism.
"You're not super handsome, you don't have good manners, and you're not even funny... Is your family rich or something?"
They are, actually.
But instead of answering, I just frowned at her.
"What about you? What kind of charm do you have that lets you seduce all those guys?"
"I'm pretty."
"Pretty? Heh."
The corners of my mouth twitched.
Realizing why I was laughing, Gyu-a bit her lip and snapped back.
"Comparing me to Senior Ye-rin is foul play."
"But how can I not compare you?"
Forget Seo Ye-rin; she’d get crushed even if compared to Choi I-seo or Yoo Ah-rin.
Wait, Yoo Ah-rin's chest is a bit...
Would she lose?
Since she was on the smaller side among the three.
"You really don't get it. Being pretty is obviously an advantage, but that's not everything when it comes to seducing men."
"..."
"Seniors Ye-rin and I-seo are exactly like that. They're pretty, but they don't know how to seduce men. They're just 'naturals' who dominate purely with their looks."
Looking at how those two act, I don't think that's quite right.
But if I said that out loud, I’d get scolded by Seo Ye-rin and Choi I-seo, so I decided to keep my mouth shut.
"Anyway, today was a bust. I dumped Senior Hyun-ho so things are awkward, and you clearly aren't the type to fall for it."
"...If I can give you one piece of advice, you're going to end up with some nasty rumors if you keep living like that."
It was advice born from experience, but...
"Like you, Senior?"
Gyu-a dismissed it with a smirk.
* * *
Tuesday.
I had a lecture starting in the morning, one that I shared with Yoo Ah-rin and Seo Ye-rin.
It was a bit early for lunch even after the lecture ended, so I was wondering what to do.
Snip, snip.
Snip, snip.
Seo Ye-rin and Yoo Ah-rin were sitting in the classroom, busy with scissors.
"What are you guys doing?"
Since I was right next to them, I asked, and Yoo Ah-rin answered without taking her eyes off the paper.
"Our Department Rep asked us for a favor. He wanted us to make decorations for the freshmen's MT."
"MT? Isn't it a bit early for that?"
It was mid-February. Usually, MTs happen in late March or early April.
"He said they're going in mid-March. Said they should just go early and get it over with."
I see.
I thought about helping, but since I’m not very good with my hands, I just watched them blankly.
"Ah-rin, how's this? Would this be about 1 Woo-jin?"
Seo Ye-rin asked, holding out a long paper decoration.
Wait, what did I just hear?
I stayed quiet, thinking I might have misheard.
"Let's cut it to about 0.7 Woo-jin. That's too long."
"Really? Okay."
What the hell.
"What are you guys talking about?"
I hadn't misheard.
When I asked what "1 Woo-jin" or "0.7 Woo-jin" meant, the two of them tried to brush it off like it was nothing.
"What is it? What's '1 Woo-jin'?"
When I kept pressing them, wondering why they were using my name like that, Yoo Ah-rin finally snapped and answered.
"Your dick size."
"...Excuse me?"
What did she just say?
It was Seo Ye-rin who followed up on my question.
"Working is boring, so we're just talking by substituting things with other measurements."
"At first, we used other things too, but '1 Woo-jin' just kind of stuck, so we kept using it."
Why do these girls naturally start doing crazy shit the moment I look away?
"Give me that."
I took the piece they called "1 Woo-jin" and inspected it.
"Hey, this is only about 0.8 Woo-jin."
When I corrected them in annoyance, the two of them began a deep discussion as if they were judges at a competition.
"Huh? This is only 0.8 Woo-jin?"
"I don't think so. Looking closely, wouldn't this be about 1.2 Woo-jin?"
These girls...
"Bring it here, you wenches. Let's measure it."
I immediately started unbuckling my belt. It seemed it was time to redefine the "1 Woo-jin" standard.
"I'll bet my entire fortune that this is smaller than 1 Woo-jin."
"Your 'entire fortune' is what, maybe a hundred bucks?"
"Hmm, is it a bit smaller? Woo-jin, hurry up and show us. We have to see it to know."
Yoo Ah-rin mocked my net worth while Seo Ye-rin urged me on, tilting her head curiously.
I was suddenly in a situation where I had to whip it out and even get hard in the middle of a classroom, but strangely, I didn't want to lose—!
"What are you doing?"
Just as I lowered my pants enough for my underwear to show, a sighing voice came from behind.
Turning my head slightly, I saw Choi I-seo holding a large box, looking at me with pure disdain.
"Why are your pants down?"
"...It was getting a bit stuffy."
As I hurriedly pulled them back up, Yoo Ah-rin burst out laughing, finding it hilarious, while Seo Ye-rin licked her lips as if she were actually disappointed.
"Sigh, honestly, what are you even doing?"
Choi I-seo clicked her tongue and placed the box on the desk. Inside were various decorations and tools for crafting.
"I'll help too, so let's finish this quickly."
Choi I-seo's words caught in my throat.
"...You're helping?"
Wasn't it the other way around?
I thought Yoo Ah-rin and Seo Ye-rin were the ones helping her.
At my questioning look, Choi I-seo shrugged.
"We played a game while drinking last night, and I won."
"Hmm? You guys went drinking?"
Come to think of it, Seo Ye-rin did leave early yesterday saying she had plans for dinner.
I didn't realize she was drinking with Yoo Ah-rin and Choi I-seo.
"Yeah, Yun-ji joined us too."
"...Tsk, I should probably pretend I didn't hear that."
Choi I-seo added one last comment.
The three of them stared at me simultaneously, but I pretended not to notice and started taking things out of the box Choi I-seo had brought.
A flat plate.
"A plate?"
"It's a tool. For drawing circles."
I thought they really had everything, but then...
"That's a 1 Ah-rin, isn't it?"
When I pointed at the flat plate with a grin, a triggered Yoo Ah-rin slammed the desk and shouted.
"It's a 0.5 Ah-rin!"
"What are you talking about? It's clearly a 1 Ah-rin."
"Give it here, you jerk!"
She grabbed it, held it up next to her chest to compare, and then...
"...It's about 0.97 Ah-rin."
She put the plate down, looking dejected.
"Ah-rin, it's okay. Breast size isn't everything."
"What on earth are you guys talking about?"
Seo Ye-rin comforted Ah-rin while Choi I-seo looked like she couldn't understand the situation at all.
She looked exactly like I did five minutes ago.
I rummaged through the box again and pulled out a red, ball-shaped ornament often seen at Christmas.
"This one's a 1 Ye-rin."
"That is total bullshiiiiit!"
Seo Ye-rin jumped up and cupped the bottom of her breasts with both hands.
"How is this the same as that! No matter how you look at it, it's a 0.5 Ye-rin!"
Was this the same mouth that just said breast size was nothing?
The moment I suggested her chest was small, she started screaming in protest.
"Touch them and compare! Huh? Compare them!"
Since she was telling me to touch them, I couldn't exactly refuse. But as I reached out, another hand interlocked with mine.
It was Choi I-seo.
"Aaack! I-seo! Okay! I won't do it!"
Because Choi I-seo immediately started twisting my hand, I failed to grab Seo Ye-rin's chest.
Eventually, everyone went back to work.
I had no intention of helping, so I was looking for a chance to sneak away when...
Clatter!
"W-W-Woo-jin Senior, please help meee!"
The classroom door burst open, and Gyu-a ran in, drenched in sweat.
"Please, write a statement as a witness!"
It seemed like something had happened.
"Hey there, 1.5 Ah-rin."
Thud!
Yoo Ah-rin grabbed my hair and slammed my head straight into the desk.