Become My Partner
"Who's talking about me?" My cock kept itching, so I scratched it during class. Lee Yena, sitting beside me, stared with a look of utter contempt. I kept scratching nonchalantly, as if to say What are you looking at?, and her fist clenched tighter.
For the record, the seat next to Lee Yena originally belonged to another girl. Before class started, I had kindly swapped seats with her so I could sit beside Lee Yena. While I was still scratching away, my phone vibrated.
Her irritation bled through the message. I chuckled and typed a reply.
"Wh-what?!" Lee Yena blurted out loud after reading it.
"Lee Yena. Stop making noise and come solve this problem."
Thanks to her, the math teacher—who loved calling students to the front—had caught her. She shot me a murderous glare as she stood up.
What are you gonna do about it? I straightened my back and openly ignored her, staring at my textbook instead.
"Good work. Don't talk in class again, Lee Yena."
"Yes..."
After solving the problem, she stopped, shot me another glare, then flopped back into her seat.
Her phone lit up on the desk, but she didn't look. So she's decided to ignore me completely. Left with no choice, I tore a small piece of paper from my notebook and held it out to her.
Why are you ignoring me?
"Haa..." She sighed softly at my persistence, then scribbled beneath the note with irritation.
Stop bothering me. I've reached my limit. I don't want to be friends with you anymore.
She really hated me clinging to her that much? I never expected to be cut off so cleanly. Then again, from her perspective, someone like me was probably someone she wanted to shake off. More than that, I'd taken photos that could be used as blackmail material against her. On top of that, I was in the student council with Cha Yeri, the girl she served. She probably thought my reach might extend to Cha Yeri too. She must have decided she couldn't keep letting herself be swayed by me and wanted to draw a line in advance.
Like that's gonna work, you dumb bitch. Did she really think I'd just sit back and let that happen? Or did she think I was too nice?
I tore off another sheet and pushed it toward her.
You think you can talk to me like that? Now I feel like being petty too.
Normally, even this much would have made her nervous. But Lee Yena wrote back without a second thought.
Are you going to blackmail me with those photos? Go ahead. I'd rather get expelled than keep playing along with you.
Oh? She was coming on stronger than expected. That surprised me a little. While I'd been fooling around with Sua, she must have steeled her resolve.
I already said I wouldn't use them for blackmail, so I have no intention of doing that. I did it because I like you, but I didn't know you'd hate it this much. Fine, I'll stop obsessing over you like you said.
Her eyes widened. She clearly hadn't expected me to back off so easily. But then she furrowed her brows again, on guard. She must have thought I had some hidden agenda. Spot on. She had me completely figured out.
But I have one last favor to ask. Just this once.
What is it?
Nothing big. I sent a video to your phone. Just watch it.
Lee Yena tilted her head at me. I smiled and gestured for her to check it quickly. Still wary, she reluctantly opened the messaging app. With the volume turned all the way down, she played the video while keeping an eye on me.
"Ah..."
Before long, a small gasp escaped her lips. I curled the corner of my mouth upward. Her hand trembled as she gripped the phone, eyes wide.
"N-no... That can't be..."
Watching a tiger that had bared its claws at me slowly turn into a terrified kitten never failed to feel good. And for good reason—that video was footage of Cha Yeri and me kissing, taken with a hidden camera.
Stealing someone's precious things was always thrilling. Especially when it was something they'd cherished for a long time—the dopamine rush was incredible. Just like how I'd taken Sua from Kang Suho.
So what was most precious to Lee Yena? It went without saying. Cha Yeri. The young lady she'd served like a close aide since childhood.
"This video... How... Young lady..."
She was so flustered she even used "young lady" right in front of me. I could feel her turmoil from here. How nice.
But she's staring so obviously it's kind of embarrassing. It felt like being faced with someone watching an AV they were starring in. The camera had filmed from behind me, so the kiss itself wasn't shown in detail. Still, the way Cha Yeri clung to me shyly, eyes closed in embarrassment—anyone could tell she was kissing me. It was a side of her Lee Yena had never seen before.
"That's all for today's class. Class president, lead the greeting..."
"Attention. Bow."
"Enjoy your lunch."
Even after class ended, Lee Yena sat there staring at her phone, completely out of it. She'll probably be like that for a while.
It was lunchtime now. After buying some snacks from the school store instead of a proper meal and returning to the classroom, I heard an urgent voice from behind.
"W-wait, Kang Ijin...!"
I turned around. Weren't we supposed to stop bothering each other? She caved way too fast. Lee Yena grabbed my uniform and dragged me to an empty spot without a word.
"Is this... real...?"
She shoved her phone in my face, her expression still full of confusion. She clearly hadn't sorted out her feelings yet. So Cha Yeri hadn't told her anything about the kiss. Then again, talking about your first kiss would be embarrassing even to a maid you'd known forever. Still, it was unexpected. Given how long they'd known each other, I'd thought they'd be honest with each other.
"Weren't we supposed to stop caring about each other?"
"That's..."
Her mouth shut tight. She had nothing to say about that, but she desperately wanted to hear about the video no matter what. I let out a deep sigh. Couldn't be helped. She was one of my targets too, after all. I answered while making it obvious I was doing her a favor.
"Of course it's real. Why would it be fake?"
"It's not edited or anything? Your face says you really wish it was." I understood how she felt. Who would've imagined Cha Yeri kissing me? Cha Yeri—the student council president, top of her class, beautiful. You could say she had everything. She was the very picture of a perfect human being. It made you wonder if another woman like her even existed. She was clearly destined to marry some chaebol or politician, have kids, and raise them as elites while living the life of a perfect wife. But did anyone know? That the man who took her first kiss was none other than me. Just knowing that gave me immense satisfaction. It would feel even more euphoric once I made her mine, right?
I smiled faintly. "I don't know how to edit videos like that."
"What do you want from me?"
"Calling me a blackmailer right off the bat is a bit much." I frowned slightly at her rudeness, but Lee Yena showed no sign of backing down. Of course. Her precious young lady had been defiled—my feelings didn't matter to her at all. She just really didn't like me.
"Just tell me already..."
"Hey." My brows furrowed completely as I spoke again. "Being treated like a blackmailer pisses me off. Fuck."
Only then did Lee Yena realize what I wanted and reluctantly apologized. "That... I'm sorry. But after everything you've done so far, I couldn't help thinking you wouldn't send something like that without a reason."
In other words, it was karma for my actions. I had no real objection to that. Since I'd put her in her place enough, I could accept the apology.
"You really want to know why I sent it?"
I slipped my hands into my pockets and gave her a sly smile. Usually, when someone spoke like this—as if they were hiding something—people didn't push further. My tone, my relaxed posture, that scheming smile... it felt like a warning that knowing the secret might hurt them. Yet Lee Yena still said, "Yeah... I want to know."
She was really trying to open Pandora's box. For Cha Yeri's sake, she became sincere. What a perfect maid. Too bad for her.
"I don't feel like telling you."
"...What?"
"You said you'd rather get expelled than keep playing along with me. So go ahead."
Her face darkened instantly. She must have remembered what she'd said earlier. She hadn't already forgotten, had she? She was the one who cut me off first. I was hurt, you know. The kind of wound that would heal right after one round of sex. As I turned to leave coldly, she ran over and blocked my path. Oh? She had the nerve to stand in my way. Good thing she was born with a pussy. If she were a guy, my fist would've flown first.
"Move."
"......"
She didn't budge. I tried to push past her shoulder with my hand. The moment my hand touched her, she spoke.
"I'll... accept the offer you made last time."
"Offer?"
"The one where you said you'd play with me... I'll accept it. So please stop going after the president."
Oh. This was an unexpected harvest. Of course, I'd planned to use Cha Yeri as leverage to toy with Lee Yena anyway. But for her to say it herself before I even brought it up... Now I could frame it as her accepting it willingly, not because of blackmail.
"If someone heard you, they'd think I raped the president or something."
"You..."
She still had the energy to argue. If she kept this up, I'd have no choice but to raise the intensity later.
"So did I do that?"
"That's... not true..."
Of course not—yet she clearly already saw me as some scumbag targeting Cha Yeri.
"Then you misspoke, didn't you? It sounds like you're being forced to accept this because of blackmail. Don't you think?"
"Yeah..."
Lee Yena's face looked like she was about to cry. For the record, I hadn't blackmailed her at all. I had no intention of using that video to harm Cha Yeri either. She had simply jumped to conclusions about my intentions and blurted that out. I needed to make sure that fact was carved into her body.
I smirked at her. "Then let's try saying it again properly. Since you're the one asking, use polite speech."
"P-please... become my partner..."
"My offer from last time must've been pretty tempting, huh? Don't worry—I know how to handle women. I'll think of some plays you'll like."
Lee Yena's face flushed red and blue. She looked like she was already imagining what would happen later. I chuckled and forced one of the breads I'd bought for her into her hands.
"You couldn't eat because of me, right? Eat this."
"Kang Ijin, you..."
I hoped she wouldn't think too badly of me. I gave her shoulder a light pat as she stood there flustered, then walked away.