Make Our Lua Smile
Just an hour after I left that one line—"Our Lua has to smile, right? Smile. -If you like a food date, I'll drop a million Moon Candies too. Hit me up."—Lua messaged me.
Any other viewer would've been brushed off as some random troll, but right now, I was the mega whale who'd suddenly crashed the camgirl scene. With only my fan clubs in Ryuna's room and nowhere else, every camgirl was desperate to lure me into theirs. And here I was, singling out Lua, saying she caught my eye and proposing a food date. Not 100k or 200k—no, a full million. What camgirl in the world could ignore that? Especially for low-rankers like her pups, it was a golden lifeline.
As expected, Lua sent me a sweet reply, even handing over her number herself.
Truth be told, I already knew this number. But Lua didn't know mine. She'd always treated me like a bug. For nearly six years since middle school, she'd bullied me daily, seen my face every day, but never bothered saving my number. Said it made her sick to have it in her phone. Hell, we were even classmates plenty of times, but she'd skip me while saving everyone else's numbers, laughing with her crew, "He's not a friend, right?"
That I couldn't fight back then? Biggest regret of my life, an indelible shame.
'Ha, still stings...' I gritted my teeth and texted her back, playing the gentleman.
This girl sends stuff like that? It was still hard to believe Lua and Seo Yena were the same person.
Anyway, I hadn't expected an instant reply, but her stream was off—probably ended it right after I left. Since we'd gone private now, I cut to the chase.
Oppa, my ass. The orphan trash you always cursed and treated like garbage is coming.
To stay in peak condition, I skipped everything else and crashed early.
The day flew by, and it was time for my date with Lua. Wanting coffee first, I called her to a café near the hotel. I arrived early, texted I'd be by the window, and sat swallowing dryly.
'Why am I shaking now that she's coming... Should I just bail...'
Forget being a whale—our history made me the victim. If I exposed her bullying, her camgirl career was done. No reason to fear, yet my heart pounded, mouth parched. Even thought of running.
Bluntly? I was still scared of Seo Yena. My past and present selves were worlds apart, but PTSD was PTSD.
Then a text pinged.
Whew... No. Ryuna said it: I'm the top dog. Seo Yena was just newbie camgirl Lua now, begging for Moon Candies. Time to take charge... be strong...
"Oppa~ Sorry, did I keep you waiting? Traffic was killer, hehe."
"...."
My seat faced away from the door, so Lua didn't see my face. She chirped from behind in that bright voice. Click-clack-click-clack. High heels, sharp and clear. A faint, nice scent teased as she passed.
Approaching slowly from behind, she smiled cutely, eyes crinkling, and sat across.
"Hi oppa, I'm Lua..."
"...."
"...."
Off-shoulder top baring her graceful shoulders, alluring collarbone and neckline. She swept hair behind her ear, introducing herself sweetly... until our eyes met. Then Seo Yena froze.
Her fresh smile faded in slow motion, eyes widening from crinkles.
Back then, I'd have looked away. Not this time—I stared straight.
"...What the hell. You... you...!"
"Long time no see, Seo Yena."
Surprisingly calm voice, despite my nerves.
"Long time my ass—what the fuck are you doing here, Shin Ju... nngh?!"
Predictably, camgirl mode off, she snarled at me. But mid-name, she tilted her head, sensing something off.
I smiled faintly. "What do you mean? We had plans to meet here today, right?"
I waved my phone with our texts. She got it now—lips trembling, pretty makeup paling white.
"Shin Junseo... you fucking bastard..."
"Bastard? Yesterday it was 'Junseo oppa~ Junseo oppa~♡' all nasal and sweet..."
"..!!"
"U... uuu...!"
Her pale, flawless skin betrayed her shame outright. Kinda hot, honestly—cruel to say now, but she was stunningly gorgeous, flushed cheeks sexy as hell. Without the bullying, I might've crushed on her secretly in school.
Not the point—her face looked ready to burst. She sucked in a deep breath and exploded.
"You crazy fuck!!!"
Voice sharp enough to echo through the café. Yeah, this voice—not Lua's fake chirp, but Seo Yena's feral, aggressive bark.
Surrounding tables glanced over. I sipped my tea, thinking:
'Scary...'
Aaah... Seeing her rage up close triggered PTSD again. Tension surged, my "I'm different now" mantra weakening.
But can't show fear. I'm top dog. Stay cool...
"Crazy? Has our Lua lost it? Calling a whale crazy?"
"Whale my ass, you shit. Wanna die? Eyes down."
"..."
I sipped again. Not averting eyes—drinking tea.
"Hey, Shin Junseo. Back then you couldn't even look at me, and now you're fucking with me? Psycho? Stalker? Came to screw me over?"
"Seo Yena, calm down."
"Can't calm down, asshole. Killed my personality, kissed ass for viewers, psyched myself up to hook a whale—and it's you? How the fuck?!"
"Voice too loud. Tone it down—people staring."
"Fuck 'em."
"..."
Makes sense—she never cared what people thought, or she wouldn't have tormented me so relentlessly.
"Okay, got it. Keep yelling if you want, but why cuss me out?"
"Huh? Then what, I kiss your ass?"
"Didn't you come to hook a whale? Here I am. Whale."
She smirked, arms crossed. Dismissive: "Ha... fucking insane. Why would you be a whale? You're that orphan trash. What money you got? Bet you saw my stream by chance, hated me, so you impersonated the whale Shin Junseo. Fancy nickname with symbols to fake it..."
I cut her off, pulling up my Daltivi account. Not just yesterday's small drop to her—insane gifts to Ryuna's room. She froze, eyes tracing numbers endlessly.
Daltivi Account: ApolloWorshipper
Total Donations: 1... 10... 100 million... Holy shit, this is over 100 million won, right? Way more.
A million Moon Candies was roughly 100 million won. I'd dropped that on Ryuna in one go for top rank, plus prior tens of thousands—total easily over 100 million. Looked insane, but I was a hundreds-of-billions asset holder now. Monthly dividends alone topped eight figures; didn't hurt, and Ryuna's virginity was worth it.
"Yeah, way over. Closer to 200 million?"
"Ha, haha... this is nuts. You always seemed dumb, but now borrowing to bomb camgirls? Pathetic... People calling you whale felt good, huh? Heh."
She sneered down at me, laughing, crossing legs and pulling smokes—then remembered the café, stuffing them back quick.
Watching, I realized she hadn't changed a bit. Slowly: "Loan? What're you on about? Why would I borrow?"
"Why? Orphan with no folks—how else you make that? Ashamed, pretending?"
"So this is all borrowed too?"
I showed bank accounts, dividends, stocks. She gawked, tapping desperately for fakes, denying reality—but official apps, no dice.
"Oceania."
"..?"
"Sorry, tried a pun."
"That's why I wanna punch you. Whatever. What the hell? Fake...? Sigh, I use this app too—no way it's faked. How?!"
Her tone softened—imagination? Anyway, things were flowing now.
"Lottery win, all-in on coins a few times, got lucky. Found internet broadcasting as a hobby."
"Believe that?"
"Don't."
"...Fine, I'll buy it. Nothing else explains that cash."
"Yeah. Now try again."
"? Try what?"
She tilted like a puppy. Cute. But business first.
"What? Lua lost it? Forgot why you're here? One million."
"..Hey, that's..."
"No casual talk. Smile."
"...."
"Smile, Lua. And that filthy mouth earlier—bite a rag? Apologize first."
"...."
"No sorry? Do it like on stream. See this? My Daltivi—million Moon Candies loaded. Ah, forget it, other camgirls it is..."
I faked standing. She grabbed my wrist—thwack!
"Hm?"
"..O... oppa..."
"What? Can't hear~?"
"Shi... Jun... seo... o... uuu...!"
"Louder, grimace, work that pretty face. Lu-a?"
Prodded, she ground teeth, then:
"He... hehe...♡ Shin Junseo... oppa...♡ I'm... so sorry... I apologize..."
"...."
Voice warm enough to melt me. Long lashes, cat-like glare—stupidly pretty, dizzying. The haughty ice queen smiling softly at my words.
'Yena's smile wasn't that pricey after all?'
More ideas brewing.