The Delinquent Gathering (2)
We split up into several rooms at a large karaoke and craft beer joint that had private suites. By having a few third-years in each room, we created a plausible excuse to order alcohol, and soon enough, loud singing started pouring out from some of the suites.
The room I shared with Choi Su-yeon was reserved exclusively for the biggest players and best-looking students from each grade—me, Hwang Seong-tae, Jeong Ji-ah, and a handful of others at the top of the food chain. The drinks and snacks we ordered arrived quickly, and once the table was set, Hwang Seong-tae jerked his chin and spoke.
“There’s no music in here. No music at all. Freshmen, go liven up the atmosphere.”
“Yes, sunbae-nim!”
At Hwang Seong-tae’s command, the two first-year boys who had come to our room cranked up an upbeat track and began dancing and singing in perfect sync. They were so into it you’d think they were idols auditioning for an entertainment company. But right when the song hit its climax, Hwang Seong-tae twisted his face and cut the music.
The two boys stared at him in confusion. He beckoned them over. The freshmen, still sweating bullets, hurried closer. Hwang Seong-tae stood up and smacked each of them on the head.
Thwack! Thwack!
“!!!”
The sudden violence made Choi Su-yeon flinch. She squeezed my hand even tighter.
“These bastards don’t know how to have fun. Hey, who the hell told you I called you here to watch two dick-swinging pricks shake their cocks around? Looking at those pretty faces, are you two fags or something?”
“S-sorry, sunbae-nim!”
“Ugh, these idiots… Hey, second-years. Show them how it’s done.”
“Yes!!”
At his words, Jeong Ji-ah and another second-year guy jumped to their feet, picked a new song, and stepped forward. Instead of the bright, fast beat the freshmen had chosen, a slower, much stickier melody flowed out.
Jeong Ji-ah grabbed the mic first. As she sang in time with the beat, she rolled her hips obscenely. The guy stood behind her and slowly ran his hands down from her neck. While she swayed her waist seductively, his fingers were already undoing the buttons of her blouse. In no time at all she was down to her underwear. Even so, Jeong Ji-ah didn’t bat an eye. She kept singing and dancing while the guy’s hand slipped inside her panties.
“That’s how you do it! Hey, freshmen, you watching? That’s how you heat up the mood, you dumbasses. Or do you two want to go outside and jerk each other off instead?”
The two first-years shot each other looks of pure disgust, which pretty much confirmed they weren’t gay.
By then Jeong Ji-ah’s bra had been yanked open. The male student was grinding his crotch against her ass while groping her fully exposed breasts, yet she finished the song, clapped with a bright smile, and took a bow.
While the machine cheerfully announced the score, the two of them returned to their seats. Once they sat down they took it even further—ripping off their tops, locking lips in a deep kiss, and openly groping each other. They hadn’t started fucking yet, but they were basically having sex right there in front of everyone.
Choi Su-yeon was so shocked by the raw display that she couldn’t close her mouth. She had heard vague stories from Jeong Ji-ah and the others, but she clearly never imagined it would be this extreme.
Everyone except me and Choi Su-yeon took turns going up to sing and dance. After each performance they returned to their seats, half-naked, biting, sucking, and fondling one another. It was a relief that I was the boss of this crew. As the one person who could just sit back and watch, I was also able to protect Choi Su-yeon beside me.
Hwang Seong-tae had been sucking on the tits of the first-year girl he’d kept glued to his side since the barbecue place. When he noticed everyone else had taken a turn, he looked over at me.
“Shall we start that now?”
“Don’t ask me. You decide.”
Taking my words as permission, Hwang Seong-tae stood up.
“Alright, the mood’s nice and hot. Let’s play that game. Hey, freshmen, you brought the stuff, right?”
“Yes, sunbae-nim!”
The moment he finished speaking, one of the first-years who had been smacked earlier pulled an empty can and several wooden chopsticks out of his bag.
King’s Game.
It could be a fun, innocent drinking game to loosen the atmosphere… or, depending on how you played it, an incredibly vulgar and obscene one. And in this group, the reason for playing King’s Game was obviously the latter.
As proof of that…
“S-Sunbae…? Why are those chopsticks like that?” Choi Su-yeon tugged my sleeve and whispered into my ear.
“They’re always like that. We’re not playing, so just stay quiet.”
It made sense. One chopstick was noticeably longer than the rest. Half of the others had blue tips, the other half pink. The numbers weren’t visible, but everyone already knew the rules internally. Blue for odd numbers on the guys, pink for even numbers on the girls. The longest stick was obviously the King.
Since this wasn’t a gathering of equals but a hierarchy-driven pack of delinquents, the King role belonged exclusively to me—Han Seong-jin. That’s why they’d brought such an obvious stick.
Hwang Seong-tae took the can of chopsticks and offered it to me first.
“Our boss should draw first, right?”
“I’m good. We’ll just watch. You guys go ahead and play.”
Choi Su-yeon turned her head away and let out a sigh of relief. Hwang Seong-tae’s grin stretched from ear to ear.
“Really? Well, it wouldn’t look good if our boss jumped in right from the start. Hey, you bastards. Don’t you dare slack off just because the boss isn’t playing. Give it everything you’ve got, got it?”
“Yes, sunbae-nim!!!”
“Then I’ll draw first~ Let’s see, let’s see… This one!”
Of course, Hwang Seong-tae picked the chopstick that was a full one and a half times longer than the others.
“Whoa, I’m the King! Guess I’m lucky today?”
The others drew next. As if by prior agreement, every guy picked blue and every girl picked pink. And so the delinquents’ filthy King’s Game began.
“Alright then… Number Six, give Number Three a passionate blowjob for one minute.”
“Eeeek?!”
The unimaginable command made Choi Su-yeon, who had been quietly watching beside me, jump in her seat with a horrified shriek. The karaoke machine wasn’t playing music at the moment, so the room was fairly quiet. Naturally, every single pair of eyes snapped toward her.
“What the hell?”
“Who screamed? Who was that?”
If things continued like this, Choi Su-yeon would be labeled as the one who ruined the mood. And once that happened, her school life would be over. These delinquents didn’t need much of a reason to start tormenting someone.
I have to save her!
I reacted with lightning speed. I threw one arm around her shoulders in a casual hug and immediately slipped my hand straight down the front of her shirt, grabbing her breast.
— Ah, my lower belly hurts today because I had a threesome with some first-years yesterday.
— Puhaha, you crazy bitch. Collecting more virgins again? You really are a total cum-rag.
— What are you even saying? You’re the walking public toilet who spreads her legs for every senior.
Every time her delinquent friends casually threw around such vulgar words, Choi Su-yeon had always told herself they were just showing off in their own way. Just like she did. Her inherently pure nature made it impossible for her to believe such things actually happened.
Even when I had told her, “From now on, no matter how I treat you, no matter what happens, no matter what you see, don’t look surprised or awkward,” she had assumed I was just bluffing again to scare her. But the moment she realized it was all real, the shock made her scream without thinking.
A blowjob? Was he seriously talking about that? A girl using her mouth on a guy?
When she screamed, everyone’s eyes locked onto her. Only then did she remember what I had told her, but it was already too late.
I-I’m screwed…
In a group like this, showing even a hint of innocence, ruining the mood, or acting stuck-up was more than enough to get you marked. In the blink of an eye you’d become the target of school violence. And Choi Su-yeon had just made that exact mistake right when the atmosphere was reaching its peak.
But before she could finish that terrifying thought, before the cold sweat could even run down her back, she felt a very strange, rough sensation on her chest.
“Hik?!”
I had thrown my arm around her shoulders at incredible speed and shoved my hand inside her clothes, openly groping her breast.
W-w-what is he—
Shh—
The moment she opened her mouth, I quietly hushed her and gave her a small wink with one eye.
“What, you couldn’t wait and started already?”
“Puhaha, so that’s why she screamed.”
“Can’t resist Seong-jin sunbae’s hands, huh~”
The delinquents casually came up with their own explanation and started snickering among themselves. I continued fondling Choi Su-yeon’s breast with a perfectly natural expression and jerked my chin toward the others.
“My hands were getting bored just watching. Don’t mind us. Keep playing.”
At my words the King’s Game resumed. The girl who had drawn number six walked over to the guy who had drawn number three, skillfully pulled down his pants, took his cock into her mouth, and began rolling her tongue in a practiced blowjob.
Everyone watched in silence for a moment. When the one-minute blowjob ended and she pulled her mouth away, cheers and applause erupted.
They’re insane… Are these things even human…?
The shock was so great that Choi Su-yeon felt like her head was going to split open.
Anyway, how long is he going to keep touching… Huh?
She turned to glare at me with resentful eyes for stealing her breast’s purity in an instant, only to realize my hand had already withdrawn from her chest and was simply resting on her shoulder again. Once the attention had shifted back to the game, I had minimized physical contact.
Choi Su-yeon wasn’t stupid. She understood that my touching her breast earlier hadn’t been driven by simple lust.
He really did it just to help me…?
The method had been bizarre, but she had to admit there was no other way in that situation. A wave of guilt washed over her.
On the way here we had talked a lot. She had sensed that I truly wanted to wash my hands of this life and live properly. If she hadn’t thrown a tantrum and lost her mind, I might have just eaten and gone straight home. I had warned her enough not to come to a place like this.
Even as the King’s Game grew increasingly filthy and vulgar, I showed no intention of joining in, nor did I try to do anything more to her. She hated herself for stubbornly ignoring my words and causing this mess, yet she was also grateful that I was still trying to protect her from these hopeless delinquents until the very end.
“......”
Was it the atmosphere? Gratitude? Or maybe the pain from the wounds she had suffered today? For some reason Choi Su-yeon felt her mind growing strangely hazy. Without even understanding why she was doing it, she did the boldest thing she had ever done in her life.
“?!”
“......”
Choi Su-yeon quietly took my hand and guided it back inside her clothes.