Gender-Reversed University Drama
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The Gender-Reversed University
As I openly stared at Professor Chae-young's voluptuous, heaving breasts—every bit as sexy as they looked—she was the one who got flustered first.
Her face flushed red as she averted her gaze and said,
"Then, see you in the third-floor faculty office after class, Siwon."
"Yes, Professor Chae-young."
I gave her a polite greeting and returned to my seat.
After that, it was a somewhat boring session of student presentations on mass communication theory.
First up was a plain-looking girl with glasses.
"Today, I'm presenting on the cultivation theory of mass communication. Gerbner presented research supporting the cultivation theory based on comparisons between heavy and light viewers. For heavy viewers, he said television essentially monopolizes and encompasses their information sources, ideologies, and worldviews..."
Next was a fairly pretty girl with long straight hair.
"The bullet theory is..."
Finally, a girl who looked utterly unappealing as a woman—practically boyish.
"I'm Kim Ha-neul, and I'll be presenting on the limited effects theory."
But as the boyish girl started her presentation, murmurs rippled through the other female students.
"Oh my, Unnie Ha-neul looks so handsome today."
"I heard Unnie Ha-neul's dating a first-year named Lee Yu-ri right now?"
I didn't know the details, but from what I could guess, this short-haired girl named Kim Ha-neul was what you'd call a lesbian.
In a world short on men, it made sense that the number of women dating other women had naturally increased.
Flip that around, and wasn't this basically a BL world?
Ugh. No thanks.
Just thinking about it made me want to puke.
With Kim Ha-neul's presentation wrapping up last, the sexy Professor Chae-young stepped back to the podium.
"Alright, that's it for today's class. See you next Tuesday."
The mass communication theory class ended, and as I stood to leave, the plain-looking girl with glasses approached me.
"Hey, Siwon. Someone asked me to pass this to you."
Looking closer, it was Ha-eun from my year in the newspaper and broadcasting department—her appearance a bit different, but unmistakable.
I opened the note she'd handed me right away.
Hey Siwon. It's Kim Ha-neul. Meet me at the back of the classroom. Got something to say.
Huh? Kim Ha-neul—the boyish girl who just presented?
What could she want?
It felt off, but once most of the students had cleared out, I headed to the back of the lecture hall.
There sat Kim Ha-neul, the senior girl staring right at me.
And flanking her were two other seniors who looked pretty wild.
From afar, her short hair had made Ha-neul look like a guy, but up close—even without makeup—her features were sharp, her skin pale and flawless.
With long straight hair and some makeup, she'd probably be a total heartbreaker for guys too.
"You wanted to see me, Senior?"
As I looked at her, Senior Ha-neul stood and approached.
She stopped right in front of me, gazing with this sleazy, come-hither look.
Something about it repulsed me.
Like Chow Yun-fat's intense stare in those old Hong Kong movies?
"Siwon, the reason I wanted to see you isn't anything big."
Senior Ha-neul slicked her hair back dramatically.
Ah...
She could be pretty if she dolled up like a girl.
"Yeah? What's that, Senior?"
"Yeah. So, Siwon—you got a girlfriend right now?"
What the—
Wasn't she supposed to be a lesbian?
"No, I don't. Why do you ask, Senior?"
Suddenly, Senior Ha-neul threw an arm around my waist in this tough-guy move.
"Then how about we date? Starting today—be my daily?"
Ew...
It made my skin crawl from the inside out.
This was straight out of my old world—some cocky returning student trying to pick up a freshman girl.
I gently lifted her arm off my waist and said,
"No thanks, Senior. I'm not interested. I prefer cute, sexy, feminine types over androgynous styles like yours. If you grew your hair out, did your makeup, dressed cuter... maybe I'd consider it. But right now? You're miles from my type."
I shut her down flat, and Senior Ha-neul stared at me in stunned silence, like she'd been slapped.
"You don't like me? Why? What's not to like? You must not know, Siwon—guys and girls all over campus dying to date me. This is my last ask: You really don't like me?"
"Yeah, I really don't. It's not like I have a girlfriend or anything, but as a shooter? You're not it either. Grow your hair, do makeup, drop the sleazy act... then maybe. Anyway, I'm starving—mind stepping aside so I can head to the cafeteria?"
Only then did Senior Ha-neul realize she was blocking me and stepped back.
But getting shot down must've hit hard—her face burned with humiliation.
Sure, I never turned down a pretty girl, but her outfit? Total boy-band vibe.
White shirt, black vest, black slacks, sneakers.
Perfect for the bishounen look girls swoon over.
Unless I was some BL-obsessed gay guy—which I sure as hell wasn't—Senior Ha-neul did nothing for me.
I brushed past without a second thought and slipped out the back door of the lecture hall.
Waiting outside were Ha-eun, who'd delivered the note, and Si-eun—the not-so-pretty but hilariously witty one popular among our yearmates for her banter.
"Siwon, you actually turned down Senior Ha-neul? Epic!"
Si-eun gushed, fanning herself dramatically.
"So many underclassmen dying to date her. You're blessed—blessed, I say! You could've at least made her your shooter, even if not official. Rejecting her outright? You really that into her?"
Looked like they'd overheard the whole exchange.
"Yeah, well, that's that. Drop it—let's grab food. Man, I'm hungry. What's on the cafeteria menu today?"
At my invite to eat together, Ha-eun blinked in surprise.
"Huh? Eating with us? At the student cafeteria? Don't you have seniors waiting to buy you lunch?"
Ah...
This was the gender-reversed world, alright.
Even back in my original world, pretty freshman girls had senior guys competing to treat them to meals.
But I wasn't a girl—I was a guy.
Best meals were casual ones with friends.
I slung my arms around Si-eun and Ha-eun's shoulders.
"Nah, forget it. Just us. My treat. Cool?"
Stunned by my cool-guy move, they glanced at my arms around them and swallowed hard.
"Uh? Uh... sure, sounds good. But I'll pay—no way a girl lets a guy treat."
"Nope, my treat. I wanna treat Siwon for once. Don't worry—full course at the cafeteria, on me."
Thrilled, Si-eun and Ha-eun grinned ear-to-ear and headed for the student cafeteria.
But then a long-haired, model-pretty senior waved at us.
What was her name again...
Oh right—Ye-rim Son.
The haughty one infamous back in my old world.
Gorgeous face, but she'd ignore you unless you were rich and hot—casual chats? Forget it.
I'd tried once and got the cold shoulder.
In this reversed world, her arrogance just amplified her beauty.
Strip away the attitude, and she could've aced any idol audition.
Anyway, this haughty stunner waving at me all friendly?
Gender-reversed world for the win.
I gave Senior Ye-rim a light bow in greeting.
Si-eun and Ha-eun did too.
"Hello, Senior."
"Hey, girls. Where you off to with Siwon?"
Si-eun answered,
"Just heading to the student cafeteria for lunch with Siwon, Senior."
Senior Ye-rim eyed Si-eun and Ha-eun with a condescending look.
"Oh dear. Awkward—I've got plans with Siwon for lunch at Repcozen today."
Repcozen?
The priciest, tastiest Western spot near our Korea Foreign University Yongin Campus.
Famous for steaks...
"Siwon, what're you doing? Come on. Sis is buying you steak. Got a new Lamborghini Huracán today—parked in front of the humanities building. You can test-drive it too."
Steak and Lamborghini? Si-eun and Ha-eun deflated, stepping back from me.
Overwhelmed by Senior Ye-rim's next-level aura compared to their average selves.
Haa...
Thinking back to my old world, I'd been in their shoes.
Hye-jeong, the hottest freshman in newspaper and broadcasting.
We'd been about to grab lunch—me, Hye-jeong, and Seung-hyun—when...
Enter chaebol heir senior Gyu-chan, "coincidentally" swooping in with his luxury ride and fancy grub, stealing her away.
That thrill turning to emptiness...
Me and Seung-hyun...
We didn't even want anything with Hye-jeong.
Just the vibe of lunching with a pretty freshman was enough.
[Flashback vibes here, but it's narrative closure]