So This Is How the Popular Kids Have Been Having Fun? (2)
‘Gotta get my license over break.’ Seo Joo-hwan glanced at Lee Seok-chan, who was driving. He’d originally planned to take the wheel himself, but then he remembered he didn’t have one. Luckily, Lee Seok-chan was a pro behind the wheel. He’d gotten it the moment he turned legal, just so he could take girls out. Thanks to him, Seo Joo-hwan and the rest of the crew got to kick back comfortably all the way to their destination.
“We’re here. Everybody out.”
“Seok-chan, good work.”
“Oppa, you did great!”
The four of them praised their top-tier driver, Lee Seok-chan. Kim Mi-jeong even hooked her arm through his, beaming up at him. She seemed way more interested in him than the trip itself.
The group headed into the villa.
“Kyaa! We’re really staying here?”
“The pool’s huge! This pool villa is insane!”
“Whoa, this place must cost a fortune.”
“Me and Joo-hwan split it. Don’t worry about the money—just have fun.”
“Yesss! You guys are the best!”
The girls cheered excitedly. They’d already dumped their bags and were scampering around everywhere.
‘No wonder they’re hyped.’
The spot Lee Seok-chan had picked was one of the best pool villas in Gapyong. It had both an outdoor and indoor pool, plus a spa, karaoke room, barbecue pit—all the bells and whistles. Way too pricey for broke college kids to swing during the semester.
Seo Joo-hwan watched the girls exploring, then turned to Lee Seok-chan.
“What do you mean ‘split’? You covered it all yourself.”
“Can’t exactly say that out loud, can I?”
“I said I’d chip in. I make good money too, you know—not as much as you, but still.”
Lee Seok-chan shrugged and playfully punched his shoulder.
“Whatever. Just drop the next chapter already.”
“You’ve already read everything?”
“If I bomb this exam, it’s your fault.”
“You’re blaming me?”
“Argh, just put out the new one already.”
Seo Joo-hwan chuckled and shook his head. Ever since he’d let him read his novel, Lee Seok-chan had been hounding him for the next installment whenever he got the chance. He’d started off acting like he had zero interest—“Why would I read that crap?”—but now he was the biggest web novel junkie in the group.
“Haven’t nailed down the new story idea yet, so read something else. I’ll recommend good ones.”
“Hm. Tried a few others, but dropped ’em all.”
“Dude, I’ve been a reader for ten years. Trust me—I’ll hook you up with the good stuff.”
“Alright. Let’s play hard today, at least.”
“Sounds good.”
Seo Joo-hwan nodded, and Lee Seok-chan slipped his thumb between his index and middle finger, wiggling it suggestively.
“Tonight, yeah?”
He recoiled in horror, taking a step back. Ew, you sleazy bastard.
“Sweet.”
Seo Joo-hwan gave him a thumbs-up. Seok-chan, you’re a damn good friend.
*
Lunch was simple—cup ramen would do. The real feast was dinner.
“Indoor or outdoor pool?”
“Indoor for me. Too many people outside.”
“Me too!”
Unanimous decision. They headed to the indoor pool. Sure, there was a valley outside, but why bother when the villa had this massive one right inside?
Seo Joo-hwan did some light stretches and asked Lee Seok-chan, “Where are the girls?”
“They’re girls, man. Takes ’em a minute.”
Girls or not, how long could changing into swimsuits take? He was starting to get antsy after waiting forever with no sign of them. But all that irritation melted away like snow the second the three women appeared.
“Whoa.”
“Heh. Good call booking the pool villa, right? No way they’d wear that to the valley.”
“Yeah... good. You’re in charge from now on, hyung.”
Yoo So-jeong, Im Su-jeong, and Kim Mi-jeong strutted in wearing bikinis. Whoa, bikinis! The kind you hardly even see at the beach these days! More skin showing than covered—eyes were drawn straight to them.
“Oppa, your eyes are so pervy!”
“Heehee. Why’re you still in a t-shirt, Joo-hwan oppa? Take it off!”
“Yeah! Not fair hiding like that!”
He glanced over—Lee Seok-chan had already ditched his shirt. Despite playing weak, the guy was surprisingly ripped. The girls’ eyes lit up at his bare torso.
“Whoa, Seok-chan oppa’s got a nice body.”
“See? Told ya it’s good.”
“Heh. Other parts are even better~”
“Eek! What’d you say? Pervert, Seok-chan oppa!”
“Huh? What’d you think I meant? I meant his heart’s even nicer.”
“Ugh, seriously!”
The guy fired back so smoothly, like second nature. Be real—how many times have you pulled this? Don’t hog it—share the fun!
Seo Joo-hwan smirked and peeled off his t-shirt. Lee Seok-chan, surrounded by the girls, went wide-eyed.
“Holy shit, were you a pro athlete or what?”
“Athlete? Nah, just hit the gym after discharge. Gained some weight, so I started up again recently.”
“Can I touch?”
“What? Dude, gross. Back off!”
Seo Joo-hwan shuddered and flipped him the bird. A guy touching him? Creepy as hell just thinking about it.
That’s when Yoo So-jeong and the Jeong sisters trio closed in, eyes sparkling.
“Whoa, oppa. Can I touch your arms?”
“Seok-chan oppa looks like a sardine now, suddenly.”
“Hey, Yoo So-jeong! Sardine?!”
“Ahaha. But Joo-hwan oppa’s body is just too good.”
“I like Seok-chan oppa more. But gotta admit, Joo-hwan oppa wins on physique.”
“Tch. Come here, you lot!”
“Kyaaak!”
“Oppa, nooo!”
Lee Seok-chan hooked arms around Im Su-jeong and Kim Mi-jeong’s necks and yeeted them into the pool. Splash! Water erupted everywhere.
The lone Yoo So-jeong ducked behind Seo Joo-hwan to dodge the spray. Once it settled, she peeked out and asked, “Oppa, can I touch?”
“Huh? Where?”
His eyes instinctively dropped below her waist, and she yelped.
“Your arm, obviously!”
“Knew that’s what I was thinking too.”
“Whoa, so shameless about lying.”
“Pot calling the kettle black.”
“What’d I do?”
He just shrugged instead of answering. Yoo So-jeong was pretty popular with the guys in the department. She’d already turned down a confession from a B-class guy and one from a sophomore. She always said publicly she wasn’t into dating.
“Ughh, why’d you stop talking?!”
Pretending to be mad, she grabbed his arm. He flexed on reflex, and her eyes widened as she poked at it.
“Whoa, you must work out a ton, oppa. It’s rock hard.”
“Other spots are even harder.”
“Ah, what?! Pervert!”
“Pff. Who? Me? Or you?”
“Heehee. Both.”
Yoo So-jeong stuck out her tongue playfully. No point hiding it after she’d groped him on the bus like that.
“Your six-pack’s hot.”
She was having a blast, feeling up not just his arms but his chest and abs too. Every time her hand brushed him, he tensed up on purpose. Suck it in! Fresh back at the gym, his abs popped nicely when he flexed.
As she explored his body, she slid a hand to her own stomach and said, “I want abs too. Not like a prince’s V-cut—just straight ones like yours.”
“Yeah? Looks like you’ve got some already.”
“Hehe. I work out a bit. Wanna feel, oppa? Hnng!”
“Oho! Little more and they’ll pop.”
He placed his hand on Yoo So-jeong’s belly as he said it. She didn’t pull away, just giggled.
“Nice lines.”
Her chest was just shy of B-cup, but her curves flowed beautifully. Soft skin too—nice to touch.
By my standards, anyway.
The women he’d been with all had killer bodies baseline. Jeong So-ra and Im Su-hee were toned from training, and Jeong Ha-yeon had that model figure from her judo days. His circle’s bar was sky-high.
He stroked her stomach gently, fingers tracing her slim waist. Activating Holy Touch on the sly made her shiver.
But she burst out laughing right after.
“Ahihihak! Oppa, that tickles!”
“Damn, your lines are gorgeous. Especially this waist.”
His hand crept upward from her waist. Instead of stopping him, she kept groping his abs. Just as it neared her chest—
Grab! Grab!
Multiple hands yanked his legs and shoulders, pulling hard.
“Gah?!”
Seo Joo-hwan toppled backward into the water. Sploosh! A massive wave sprayed everywhere.
He surfaced sputtering, choking on water.
“Pffft! Cough! Who was that?! I swallowed water! Cough!”
As he flailed, the three little demons cracked up.
“Puhahaha!”
“Ahaha! You okay, oppa?”
“Heehee, can’t let your guard down, Joo-hwan oppa!”
“So-jeong, nice one! Oscar-worthy acting!”
Seo Joo-hwan’s eyes bugged out. So-jeong too?
He looked up, and Yoo So-jeong peeked out, tongue out. She backed up a step and called, “Incoming! Dodge!”
“Kyaaak! Hey, you crazy bitch!”
Yoo So-jeong stomped and leaped high into the pool. Splash! Another fountain of water.
She bobbed up, shaking her head.
“Puhak! Ahaha! Cough—ugh, got water!”
“You hoping you don’t swallow any?!”
“Yoo So-jeong, get over here!”
“You’re dead!”
“Kyaaak! Sorry!”
The Jeong sisters trio tangled up, shoving and dunking each other in chaos.
“Ooh, fun. Mi-jeong, team up on Su-jeong and So-jeong!”
“Got it, oppa!”
Lee Seok-chan joined the fray. Seo Joo-hwan tsked, watching, then wiggled his fingers.
Childish... but looks like a blast!
He realized he loved this silly stuff. Especially with three bikini babes in the mix—splashing, bodies bumping. Pre-regression? Unthinkable.
Time to join.
He dove quietly, sneaking toward the group. Up close, the blurry chaos sharpened.
This is paradise!
Writhing hips everywhere—a sight to behold. Dying to grab one. But suddenly, an unwelcome ass loomed. Seok-chan, out!
He yanked the leg. Hard.
“Gyaak?!”
“Kyak! Seok-chan oppa!”
Kim Mi-jeong panicked, calling for him. Yoo So-jeong and Im Su-jeong dunked her head. Glub! She flailed underwater.
“Puhaha! Mi-jeong got wrecked!”
“Seo Joo-hwan, you’re dead!”
“You maniac?! Pfft!”
“Ahaha! Get Joo-hwan oppa!”
“Seok-chan oppa too!”
Yoo So-jeong and Im Su-jeong cackled, dunking him and Lee Seok-chan.
“Pfft! I just helped you guys!”
“Where’s the help?!”
No alliances last forever. The five betrayed and dunked at every chance.
“Kyaaak~!”
“Puhahaha!”
Laughter and splashes filled the pool. Even choking on water felt great.
Is this how the popular kids play?
Less “popular” and more “Lee Seok-chan style,” but who cared? Seo Joo-hwan had never traveled with friends before—this moment was pure joy. Like reclaiming childhood innocence. Hanging with people felt profound, labels be damned.
You bastards kept this to yourselves all this time?
...Probably not. Jerks! Sneaky jerks! Enviable jerks! He’d nearly died an impotent, bald virgin, clueless to joys like this!
“Get over here!”
Seo Joo-hwan savored every second like payback.