From Now On, I'll Call You Oppa
"Sunbae, you definitely said you'd do anything, right?"
Yu Siyoung's question sent a chill racing down my spine.
No—what the hell is she about to ask me?!
Anxiety washed over my whole body, but there wasn't a thing I could do about it. Whatever she ordered, I had no choice but to take it. Getting put through whatever this was still beat landing in a holding cell at my age.
"Uh... yeah! I'll do anything!"
"Hmm..."
Yu Siyoung propped her chin on her hand for a moment, as if weighing exactly what to make me do.
"Sunbae."
"Yeah?"
"You didn't sign up for the semester-opening party or the MT, did you?"
"Uh... that's right?"
The question came out of nowhere. Why was she asking about that all of a sudden? It wasn't like she was making fun of me for being a loner.
"A loner like me showing up there—everyone's obviously just gonna hate—"
"Then sign up."
"What?!"
The demand was so far from what I'd expected that my eyebrows shot up before I could stop them.
"If it's the money, I'll cover it for you, so don't worry about that."
What? What is she even saying all of a sudden?
"No! Money's one thing, but I can't go to something like that..."
"You can't? Sunbae, you said you'd do anything."
"I mean, I did, but..."
"Not 'I did, but.' You did, right? That's what you said, right? Then do it. Quickly. Right here, while I'm watching."
"..."
In the end I opened my phone and went into KaekaeoTalk.
I sent it to the department president, a year younger than me.
"Siyoung, that good enough?"
"Check the reply, too."
"Come on, who knows when she's even gonna reply..."
"..."
Contrary to what I'd expected, the reply came right away.
A pretty sharp reaction. Anyone looking at it would read it as wait, he's actually coming?
"See, she doesn't want me there..."
"There's no way that's it, so hurry up and tell her you're coming."
Hmph. She's gonna say no anyway, so what does it matter.
Hm?
"...Huh."
The reaction was a lot better than I'd thought.
It was the kind of reply that could only pile the pressure higher. My shoulders went heavy all at once.
Wait—they're happy that I'm coming? Is the whole world secretly filming me for a prank show?
"There, done... huh?"
The moment I shoved the chat with the president in front of Yu Siyoung—
"..."
Siyoung's face twisted like she'd just bitten straight into shit, and she started gnawing at her nails with a grinding sound.
"S-Siyoung?"
"Uh... ah, yes. You did well."
"This is enough, right?"
"Yes, sunbae."
"Then I'll just..."
"Take care, sunbae."
"..."
The killing intent was so thick I got out of Yu Siyoung's place at once.
"Yu Hyeok, you stupid piece of shit, what the hell did you even do yesterday...!"
The sudden shift in the air had to be yesterday's memories coming back. What on earth had I done to make sweet little Siyoung pull a face like that? Yu Hyeok couldn't begin to imagine.
"That fucking bitch. Who the hell does she think she's eyeing..."
Meanwhile, back at Yu Siyoung's place, she kept biting her nails, replaying the reaction she'd just seen from department president Cho Seoyeon.
"If it was gonna be like this, I should've just told him to pull that huge cock back out..."
When Yu Hyeok first said he'd do anything, Siyoung had been seized by the urge to fuck him. She'd wanted to order him, right then, to get that enormous cock hard and shove it into her soaking wet pussy.
"If I gave his body the pleasure, maybe his heart would've followed on its own..."
But she'd chosen a different road. Attend the opening party the day after tomorrow, and the MT a week after that. The reason was simple. She wanted to show everyone, right in front of them, that this man was hers. She wanted every last one of them to hear it: don't you dare reach above your station. Not just about Yu Hyeok—about herself, too.
"Right. Thinking about it, this is all because of Jang Hyeonsu... that piece of shit."
Whether the one they were coveting was Yu Hyeok or Yu Siyoung, she wanted to make Jang Hyeonsu and a few of the other guys in the department give up hope.
"If it weren't for him, I wouldn't even be doing this shit..."
Siyoung opened her phone and pulled up Jang Hyeonsu's profile.
Obviously. She'd blocked him the very day he told her they should take some time, so there was no way his profile would even show. Part of her wanted to lift the block and dump curse after curse on him, but—
"...Forget it. I'd just be handing him something to grab onto."
With Jang Hyeonsu, indifference was the answer. At least, that was what Yu Siyoung believed.
"More importantly, if that thieving alley-cat of a bitch is acting like that..."
Siyoung thought back to the messages Cho Seoyeon had just sent. The kind of reaction only a girl deep in heat, flooding between her legs, would ever give.
"I wanted to take things a little slower, but at this rate I'm going to have to cross the line too."
There was only one answer. In front of everyone, make it unmistakable exactly who was Yu Hyeok-sunbae's rightful woman.
"That's all for today's class. Everyone have a good dinner, and I'll see you next Tuesday."
"Thank you for your hard work~"
Class ended, and the voices of people filing out of the lecture hall brushed past my ears.
"Ugh... who actually teaches on the first day? Does he not know what orientation is?"
"Right? And I was even out yesterday..."
"Oh. Professor Jo Ilhyeon?"
I'd had that class yesterday too. Not that I was sure it counted, given that apparently all I'd done was sleep while he talked up at the front.
"..."
I tried, just once, imagining myself joining in—but my mouth refused to open. They were definitely students in the same Japanese Language Education department.
Bzzzt—
Just then, my phone buzzed.
Checking it, I found a DM from Yu Siyoung on Insat.
"...Huh?"
"..."
"...Hm?"
Texting for no reason at all. Was this just how social people were?
"...Oh."
Somehow, just like that, I'd gotten the phone number of an S-tier gorgeous junior—the kind of face that ranked at the top of the whole city.
Huh. Should I save hers too?
Mm. This ought to be fine, right? If I saved it as something weird and got caught, it'd obviously turn into a problem, so I decided to just leave it like this.
The moment I sent that, a KaekaeoTalk notification chimed.
"..."
This is funny?
Whew. Thank god. If I'd saved it as something weird, that would've been a disaster.
I screenshotted the screen and sent it straight to Yu Siyoung.
...Did I do something wrong?
Hm. Change it to what?
"..."
If it were anyone else, I'd have thought their ego was completely out of control. But honestly every word of it was true, so I couldn't even argue.
A moment later, a photo came from Yu Siyoung.
"...Huh?"
In the photo Siyoung sent, my name was saved like this.
And at the same time, another message arrived.