Choi Su-yeon Becomes a Goldfish '...It's So Awkward!'
Leaving the karaoke room, the atmosphere between us as we walked home together was so suffocatingly awkward it felt like the air had turned to lead. Just minutes earlier we'd been groping each other's chests and crotches like we were possessed, but the moment our heads cleared and reason returned, every second of what we'd done felt unbearably embarrassing.
Naturally, Choi Su-yeon was far more ashamed than I was. She couldn't even meet my eyes; the entire walk she kept her head down. On top of that, she'd insisted on playing the girlfriend role on the way here, so we'd come with just one umbrella. Since it was still raining, we had no choice but to huddle together under that single umbrella in this painfully awkward silence.
Honestly, I was on the verge of losing my mind. The plush sensation of Choi Su-yeon's G-cup pudding breasts still felt alive in my palms. If I could have just pushed her down and fucked her right then and there, I wouldn't have had a single regret even if I died tomorrow.
But living purely according to desire would make me no different from the old Han Seong-jin. Sorry to my cock, but some things are worth waiting for. Like in that marshmallow experiment book I read years ago—if you snatch and devour what's right in front of you, you're a loser. You might get instant pleasure, but to Choi Su-yeon I'd only ever be "the guy who just wanted her body." She'd spiral into endless self-loathing and self-destruction.
There had been plenty of chances to go all the way with her today, but enduring it was the only way to make Choi Su-yeon completely mine—body and soul—for the rest of our lives. Just like the kids who waited in the marshmallow test.
…Come to think of it, that experiment wasn't actually about testing kids' patience at all. Still, since I genuinely have to hold back, it pisses me off.
I finally broke the suffocating silence.
"Sorry."
"Huh?"
"Back in the karaoke room… I was trying to act as natural as possible so you wouldn't get filmed. It ended up going that far. It must have been your first time. I'm sorry."
"Ah… no, it's okay. I was the one who insisted on following you even after you told me not to. Strictly speaking, I'm not really in a position to complain…"
She was right. I'd let go of her the moment I'd drawn the thugs' attention, but she was the one who'd grabbed my hand and shoved it onto her own breast. We both seemed to remember the same scene at the same moment and fell silent again.
This time Choi Su-yeon spoke first.
"Senior… thank you for today."
"You think so?"
"I was so overwhelmed earlier that I couldn't think straight… but after spilling everything to you, I felt a lot better. And what you did in the karaoke room… that was to protect me, right…?"
"Ahem… sorry."
"And there's something I really want to ask you…"
"What is it?"
Choi Su-yeon quietly grabbed my collar with one hand and asked in a small voice.
"I heard everything. Senior… do you really mean it? That you'll make me your woman?"
After Han Seong-jin left with Hwang Seong-tae, the room had turned into something little better than an orgy motel. Choi Su-yeon found it impossible to stay any longer. While everyone else was lost in sex, she slipped out of the room.
The moment she stepped into the hallway, it had grown strangely quiet. Two men's voices drifted toward her.
'Oh no…'
Realizing she was about to overhear a private conversation, she tried to go back inside, but the thought of returning to that orgy without Han Seong-jin terrified her. In the end she stood frozen in the corridor and listened.
"You brought a girl, right? Choi Su-yeon. Let me have a turn with her."
At Hwang Seong-tae's words, goosebumps erupted across her entire body. She'd noticed the other guys staring at her, but she never imagined they'd be so blatant about wanting to use her.
'What do I do… I never should have insisted on coming. I feel sick… I'd rather die…'
As if sensing her fear, Han Seong-jin cut him off like a blade.
"Hey. She's my woman."
They weren't even dating. They were nothing more than senior and junior who worked the same part-time job. Yet Han Seong-jin had called her "my woman."
Even so, Hwang Seong-tae didn't back down. A loud crash echoed from around the corner of the hallway.
BANG!
'S-scared me! Are they fighting?'
Han Seong-jin growled in a low, murderous voice as he threatened Hwang Seong-tae. She couldn't see what was happening, but the sheer pressure in that deep voice was overwhelming.
"I said Choi Su-yeon is my woman. She's not some girl you can fuck whenever you want just because you feel like it—"
Han Seong-jin had drawn a clear line and was protecting her. Relief flooded her so strongly that tears threatened to spill. At the same time, her heart pounded wildly.
There was someone who cherished and wanted to protect her this much.
After the devastating betrayal she'd suffered from Gong Yeong-bae, her heart had been left with a gaping hole. Every single word from Han Seong-jin acted like medicine for that wound. It felt like his kindness was slowly filling the empty space in her chest. Every time he said "my woman," electricity raced through her entire body.
Because her original feelings for Gong Yeong-bae had been so strong, the sense of loss from being thrown away was even greater. On top of that, she'd spent hours pressed tightly against Han Seong-jin, and he'd just finished groping her breasts and fingering her.
The physical pleasure had healed her sick heart, and that healed heart now urged her to depend on the person who had healed it. Her affection for Gong Yeong-bae rapidly shifted toward Han Seong-jin. From 95:5 to 90:10, then 80:20, 60:40… The feelings for Han Seong-jin overtook and completely buried everything she'd felt for Gong Yeong-bae.
She no longer wanted a man who used her heart for his own convenience. She wanted a reliable man who could declare in front of delinquent thugs that she was "his." She wanted to become that man's woman.
Her feelings for Han Seong-jin began to run wild like a train with a broken control panel. Blushing furiously, Choi Su-yeon clutched her tightening chest and slipped back into the room.
She had been the last person who should have become a goldfish, but the wound in her heart had turned her into one anyway.
A short while later, when Han Seong-jin returned to the room with Hwang Seong-tae, he looked more handsome to her than any other man in the world.
'Seong-jin sunbae… ♥'
They hadn't even kissed, let alone had sex. They weren't dating. Yet Choi Su-yeon was already becoming his woman in both body and heart, exactly as he had declared.
"You heard everything? Me talking?"
Choi Su-yeon gave a small nod.
"Was it… were you really serious? You weren't just saying it to cover for me?"
I gently brushed her soft cheek with my thumb.
"Did you already forget what I told you?"
"…?"
"I said I have no talent for lip service."
"Then…"
"I wasn't saying empty words."
The corners of Choi Su-yeon's mouth began to twitch. She desperately held back her smile and asked again.
"Then what about Yuri sunbae?"
"Same for her."
Choi Su-yeon's expression cooled instantly. She crossed her arms as if angry and tapped her fingers while staring at me.
"I think you're the only person in the world who can stand in front of one girl and openly say he'll make another girl his woman."
"Might be true. Sorry. I'm an insanely selfish, greedy, shameless bastard when it comes to women."
"Ha… I guess I really do have a thing for bad boys."
With a deep sigh, Choi Su-yeon glanced at me, then slipped her arm through mine. I could feel her enormous breasts pressing lightly against my forearm.
"Senior, is that really okay?"
"What?"
"Your friend… or should I say subordinate? Is it fine to just hand them all over like that? Weren't they the people you gathered?"
"If someone heard you they'd think I was running a delinquent training camp. What gathering? That kind of group already existed before I enrolled. Even after you and I graduate, it'll just keep going with different members. I got dragged into a few fights and somehow ended up on top, but it's time to step back. You saw what happened today. There's nothing good about staying tangled up with them."
"Still… now that you're not their boss anymore, what if they try to mess with you?"
"You think those guys listened to me because I was the boss?"
"……?"
"Position doesn't matter. They listen because I'm the strongest. Giving up the boss seat doesn't make me any weaker, and even if they all band together they can't touch me. The first-years are terrified of me, the second-years want to become boss later and don't want to cause trouble, and the few third-years? Even if they team up, they can't beat me."
"You don't seem worried at all. Is that confidence or just arrogance?"
"Both? Honestly, the one I'm worried about is you."
"Me?"
Choi Su-yeon's eyes widened.
"Yeah. You heard what he said. You know what kind of thoughts Hwang Seong-tae has. Even so, he won't be able to completely ignore me. He's got a lot to lose now and needs to secure his position, so he won't act recklessly. Still, it's better to avoid him. I can't be with you twenty-four hours a day to protect you."
"If you're that anxious, you can just stay with me twenty-four hours a day, right?"
Choi Su-yeon answered my serious warning with a playful smile.
"Do I have two bodies?"
"Hmm~ That does sound difficult, doesn't it? Then, Senior, instead of guarding me twenty-four hours a day, could you at least walk me home? Especially after what you did to me today…"
"Hey, what about what you did to me? What are you going to do for me?"
"What I'll do for you, Senior? Hmm…"
Still keeping her arm linked with mine, Choi Su-yeon leaned her head against my forearm, looked up at me with a smile, and said sweetly.
"I'll start thinking about it from Monday."
……
After being seen off by Han Seong-jin, Choi Su-yeon returned home, washed up, and locked herself in her room. The sensation of Han Seong-jin roughly kneading her breasts in the karaoke room refused to leave her body. Just being touched had felt that intense—what would it be like if they kissed? What if they crossed that final line?
Just imagining it made her body burn and her lower region grow wet.
She had received a devastating wound from the boy she liked, then had that wound healed by another man on the very same day. On that same day she had offered her breasts—something she had never allowed any man before—and felt a man's touch on them for the first time.
Looking back, it was as if she'd lost her mind at the time. Yet if Han Seong-jin asked to touch her breasts again, she wasn't sure she would refuse.
Choi Su-yeon is my woman.
The threatening low voice he had used when declaring her "my woman" kept echoing in her ears. Remembering his rough hands as they groped her chest made her body grow hotter and hotter.
"Senior… ♥"
That night, Choi Su-yeon touched herself for the first time in her life.
……
And exactly two days later, during lunch on Monday.
"Seong~jin~sen~pai~♥"
Choi Su-yeon burst into the third-year cafeteria with a bright, bouncy voice, looking for Han Seong-jin. With her striking appearance and gyaru-style makeup, she instantly drew every third-year's eyes—especially the boys'. Yet Choi Su-yeon didn't spare a single glance for any of them. The moment she spotted him she ran over like an excited puppy greeting its owner and plopped down right beside him.
"What the—why are you here? Didn't you eat?"
"I will eat. Today, and every day from now on, right. Next. To. You. ♥"
Choi Su-yeon linked her arm with his, deliberately rubbing her breasts against him as she gave him a coy smile.
"This is my compensation for what I did to you♥"
