Chapter 68
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Translator: True Detective
Chapter: 0
Chapter Title: Soo-jung Sunbae's Perspective
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Ahn Soo-jung's perspective.
Before Yi Chung-hyun picked up the video call, at Ahn Soo-jung's house.
Ahn Soo-jung stretched her body out languidly.
"Ah, I really fucking hate studying."
Sitting next to her was her friend Seol Ji-young.
"Seriously, I'm so goddamn tempted to drop out."
They'd gathered to study together, but not even an hour in, they'd already grabbed their phones.
"Wonder what Chung-hyun's up to. I wanna blow off this exam and just fuck him senseless."
"Yi Chung-hyun? Shit, I wanna fuck him too."
Seol Ji-young's comment made Ahn Soo-jung shoot upright.
"You fucked Chung-hyun too?"
"...Too? Wait, you actually did it?"
Her friend's reaction made Ahn Soo-jung realize her mistake.
'Fuck, she was just saying she wants to fuck him.'
Girls ranting about how hot Chung-hyun was and how bad they wanted to ride him wasn't anything new—she'd slipped up.
Seeing Ahn Soo-jung avert her gaze, Seol Ji-young tilted her head and spoke up.
"What's that about? No way you actually fucked Yi Chung-hyun, right?"
"......"
"Whoa, you really did? Nah, you're just bragging hard. Impossible."
The vibe was treating it like some pathological liar bullshit.
Ahn Soo-jung thought lucky for a split second.
But then indignation mixed with wounded pride bubbled up.
"What's impossible? You saying I'm not hot enough to fuck Chung-hyun?"
"You're cute and all, but Chung-hyun's a whole different league. Even I wouldn't go there— you?"
"Ha?"
Ahn Soo-jung snatched up her phone again.
She scrolled through her gallery and opened her mouth.
"What if Chung-hyun's my slave?"
"What kinda nonsense is that?"
"What if it turns out Yi Chung-hyun's a total perv who does every damn thing I tell him?"
"Total bullshit."
Ahn Soo-jung finally found the video.
'He said it himself, so it should be fine, right?'
He'd straight-up said it at the waterpark.
Getting teased by strangers because of her was honestly embarrassing.
"Check this out."
Ahn Soo-jung hit play and shoved the phone screen in Seol Ji-young's face.
"Whoa, what a cock... Where'd you snag this porn? Share it."
"Not porn—this is Yi Chung-hyun."
"The fuck, you psycho bitch."
On screen, a massive, veiny cock throbbed wildly, drooling precum.
"Shut up and watch. It's real, I swear. Chung-hyun's huge dick is already legendary."
"No way a big dick proves it's him. No face or shit."
Right then, a voice leaked out.
And that voice belonged unmistakably to Ahn Soo-jung.
Question marks popped up in Seol Ji-young's eyes.
"What the? That's your voice."
"Yeah, that's what I'm saying. It's Chung-hyun. You hear me but still don't believe?"
Seol Ji-young nodded.
Frustrated, Ahn Soo-jung scowled.
"Ugh, who else in our school has a monster cock like that besides Chung-hyun?"
"Beats me. Who's the guy? Hook me up—that dick looks fucking delicious."
"Pissing me off. Figure it out yourself."
"Don't kill the video, it's hilarious."
Seol Ji-young was hooked on how the guy shook his cock on Ahn Soo-jung's command.
"Where'd you score a toy like that and hog it all to yourself? Rude."
"Told you, it's Chung-hyun."
"If it's really him, prove it. He's your slave, right? Video call and make him jerk off."
"You crazy bitch, it's exam week."
Seol Ji-young smirked like yeah, right.
"Lame-ass excuse."
"...I showed you Chung-hyun's dick vid—you should be thanking me."
"Yeah, thanks for the big random cock vid~"
"Fucking infuriating. Hold on."
Ahn Soo-jung fired off a video call to Chung-hyun right away.
The ringing dragged on.
"Not answering? Ghosted? Slave my ass—passing dogs would laugh."
"It's real."
The call never connected.
"Exam week. Probably on silent, buried in books."
"Girl, you're clueless about dudes. Guys live glued to their phones. You got ghosted. Quit the mental gymnastics and face it."
Ahn Soo-jung's eyebrow twitched.
Worried about another ignore, she snuck a text to Chung-hyun without Seol seeing.
Reply came quicker than expected.
She hammered the screen like her life depended on it.
"What, begging Chung-hyun? Got a reply at least? Or just simping?"
Ignoring Seol's cackling, she zeroed in on the chat.
'Not telling her he replied 'til he confirms for sure.'
Permission dropped soon after.
"Hey, hey! Chung-hyun's picking up—shut your trap. What if I make him whip it out? Million-won bet?"
"I'll lick your feet in front of him."
"You're fucking done."
Seol's face was still lit with amusement.
"Must've begged your ass off for that call. But it only counts if you get the dick out, yeah?"
"So zip it and watch."
"Think it'll fly? Hope you just get blocked or reported, psycho."
The video call kicked off, and Seol peered at the screen from off-frame, watching.
'Goddamn handsome. When'd they get this tight? Jealous as fuck.'
No way he'd whip it out, but him taking her call during exam crunch? Enviable.
-Your place? Why the video call outta nowhere?
"Show me your dick. Always wanted to do phone sex shit with a guy."
-Huh?
"Five minutes. Hurry. Just five."
Seol clamped a hand over her mouth beside her.
'Psycho bitch. Barreling in no lube? Prison chow trending or what?'
Call kept going.
-Phone sex right now?
"No, just flash your dick. Come on. You okayed five minutes—clock's ticking."
Seol couldn't wrap her head around it.
'Taking that insane talk? Chung-hyun's not just hot—he's a goddamn saint.'
Still not buying Ahn's story even a little.
But Chung-hyun's reply made her eyes bug out.
-Studying—can't get it up anyway.
Dry swallow.
'Playing along smooth? Nice-guy deflection? Nah, no sense.'
That's when Ahn yanked her shirt, shoving cleavage at the camera.
"Pulling it lower—hurry. You're such a perv, Noona flashing this much gets you throbbing."
-Nope.
"Prove it—show me."
Real psycho. Sexual harassment city.
As Seol thought that, the screen dipped downward.
'What, what, what?'
Her heart hammered.
"Holy shit! He's pulling it out? Heart pounding."
"No. See? Even this, no growth."
So damn accommodating.
'Hold up, knows it's soft from that angle? Wait, true then? Nah—at that size, boner would show.'
Meanwhile, Ahn tugged her tee further.
Nipple peeked.
'Damn, Soo-jung's feral. Ballsy with Chung-hyun? Or sees him as a pushover.'
Then Ahn cracked up.
"Perv fucker. Swells up instant—hilarious. Horny mutt cock, popping off this. Whip it out."
Swelled?
Seol's eyes whipped around.
Screen showed a fat, clear bulge straining the pants.
Didn't stop.
Chung-hyun yanked pants and boxers down together, hauling out his cock on command.
'Fuck... Nearly screamed.'
That prime cock. Matched the video exactly. Ahn wasn't bullshitting.
Seol's hand sealed her mouth; Ahn wore a victor's smug grin.
'What the actual fuck. Dreaming? Study burnout hallucinations?'
Pinched her cheek—nope.
From there, hand shoved down her crotch, she spectated their phone fuckfest up close.
'Insane couple... They were this tight? Jealous... Nah, horny as hell first.'
Their talk ramped up filthy.
Chung-hyun was one thing, but Ahn—forgot Seol was there? Showing off? No shame, fully lost in it.
"Ah... Sounding like such a slut. Wanna meet now, fuck like animals. Gonna devour Chung-hyun."
-Devour me.
"You're turning me on so bad. Rape you in the clubroom, kids none the wiser?"
-Do it. Creampie fine.
Seol's hands—one jammed in pussy, one on mouth—wouldn't budge.
'Saying that to Soo-jung? Creampie ok? Fuck, jealous.'
The call escalated on Ahn's demands—till Chung-hyun framed face and cock together.
'Whoa... Deepfake? Real Chung-hyun? Face is him. Cock so fucking suckable. Wanna slurp.'
Couldn't take it anymore.
Jealousy maxed— if she couldn't have it, wreck their thing.
"Damn, Yi Chung-hyun's a nasty slut."
Taunt dropped.
'Freak 'em out, kill the call—sucks missing the show, but whatever. Pisses me off.'
School's top alpha getting played by Soo-jung? Not cute.
But the comeback? Wild.
"Told you. Chung-hyun's my bitch."
Seol tilted her head at Ahn's reply.
'No flinch? Then Chung-hyun?'
Not hiding the dick—instead, harder?
What the hell are these two?
As Seol's brain scrambled, Ahn eyed her and spoke.
"Wanna taste of Chung-hyun?"
"Huh? For real?"
Showboating or not, no downside.
'Letting me fuck the real Chung-hyun?'
Ji-young's pussy throbbed just imagining it.