The Price of Forgiveness
I boarded the bus for the MT trip, muttering under my breath, “At least spread your legs for me, you bitch.”
Sunlight streamed warmly through the window beside me. Staring out at the perfect weather for the retreat, I slipped into a brief reverie.
‘Come to think of it, I’ve been living pretty recklessly lately.’
—But she’s obviously all flash and no substance. Not my type at all.
Yoo Ra noona, the tall, model-bodied senior I’d only known for a few days.
—Ooh, oohk! I’m coming, I’m coming, I’m coming…!!
I’d fucked her rough and hard just because she ignored me once.
—From now on, I’ll tell you what I really want to consult you about, sunbae.
Then there was Ha-neul, famous among the freshmen for her innocent, pretty looks.
—Oohiiiiiit♥!!!!
I’d pounded my cock into her over and over until she showed me the perverted side she hid from everyone else.
Any girl who talked back got put in her place. Any girl who showed interest got tamed with my dick. I’d managed to handle both of them exactly how I wanted, but there was still one woman who kept defying me and showing interest without any resolution.
“……”
That woman, Lee Ye-rin, was sitting right next to me now.
Originally, either Yoo Ra noona or Ha-neul was supposed to sit beside me. But Yoo Ra noona got dragged off by a student council member to the bus full of group leaders, leaving me to take a seat and wait for Ha-neul to naturally join me.
—Thud.
“…?”
“……”
Lee Ye-rin, who had boarded right behind me, plopped down in the seat next to mine without hesitation. Ha-neul, who climbed on a step later, stared at her with a flustered expression. She had clearly expected to sit there herself.
“Ah… um… sunbae, that seat is…”
“Hm? Who are you… oh! You’re Lee Ha-jun’s little sister, right? You’re cute. Got something to say to me?”
Lee Ye-rin replied with a gentle, smiling gaze. Ha-neul couldn’t bring herself to ask her to move; after all, you can’t spit in a smiling face.
“I-I was going to sit next to Hansol oppa…” Even so, she kept trying to speak up, clearly desperate to sit beside me.
“Lee Ha-neul, what are you doing over there? Stop standing around and come sit next to me. You’re blocking the people behind you.”
“Ah… okay…”
She had been about to sit beside me naturally, but after hesitating she got caught by Lee Ha-jun. Left with no choice, Ha-neul took the seat next to her brother. A moment later, a message arrived from her.
She was planning to cover us with a blanket and touch me in secret? Damn, she even brought a blanket for that. Ha-neul really came prepared. The thought of her stroking my cock on the way back made the return trip something to look forward to.
Surprisingly, Ha-neul’s image to everyone else was completely different from how she acted with me. To others she was the pure, shy, model-student type who got embarrassed easily, but with me she was the embodiment of lust—an eager bitch in heat twenty-four hours a day. Maybe she was just venting all the stress from keeping up that act on me?
While I was thinking that and texting back and forth with Ha-neul, a voice spoke up beside me.
“Nice weather today, isn’t it?”
Lee Ye-rin had started talking to me. Has she lost her mind?
“……”
My mood instantly soured. I put my phone down and turned to look out the window. Were we really at the point where we could chat about the weather? The fact that we were sitting together without bloodshed was already a miracle. Her reflection showed clearly in the glass—embarrassed by my blatant ignoring, yet she stubbornly continued.
“I was worried it might rain… right?”
“……”
“I bought some snacks from that famous international candy shop for the trip. Want some?”
“……”
“I even lined up to get these… guess I’ll just eat them alone…”
“……”
“Come to think of it, the student council really went all out this time. The prizes are way better than last year—”
“Hey. Lee Ye-rin.”
“Huh? Did you call me?”
When I finally spoke, a hint of color returned to her face and she answered shamelessly. She knew full well I’d been ignoring her, yet she tilted her head and played innocent.
‘She’s really decided to grow a thick skin.’
I’d planned to keep ignoring her, but if she was going to act like this, there was no way I could win. Who could stop someone who kept talking no matter what? The fact that she’d boldly sat next to me in the first place meant she’d come prepared.
“What the hell are you doing right now? Did you change tactics to annoy me to death?”
“I just want us to talk a little. How have you been lately?”
“How do you think I’ve been? My girlfriend cheated on me with some other guy, sent me a breakup text, and ghosted. You really think I’d say I’ve been doing great after that?”
“Yeah… must’ve been really hard…”
“Must’ve been really hard?”
A murderer telling the victim’s family “must be sad they died” couldn’t have sounded more ridiculous. That single sentence of hers snapped the last of my patience.
‘I’m the idiot for letting this crazy bitch sit next to me with some naïve idea.’
I unbuckled my seatbelt, ready to ask Lee Ha-jun to switch seats, when—
“Sorry… Jang Hansol… I was wrong.”
Her sudden apology froze me halfway out of my seat. It wasn’t that I felt like forgiving her. I just never expected the proud Lee Ye-rin to actually apologize for cheating. For a moment my thoughts stopped completely.
“Student, please sit back down. It’s dangerous.”
At the driver’s request I came back to my senses and reluctantly sat again. Now getting up to change seats would be awkward. I stared out the window for a moment, thinking, then turned to her.
“You realize how ridiculous that sounds coming from my perspective, right?”
“I know… I probably look like a crazy bitch to you…”
“At least you know that much. Then I’m not accepting your apology.”
“I just wanted to tell you how I really feel. I’m truly sorry…”
“Can’t you just shut your mouth?”
If she just stayed quiet, I might’ve been able to feel that “sorry” she claimed to have.
“You don’t believe me…”
“It’d be weirder if I believed anything coming from the woman who lied to me for two hundred days.”
“Then what do I have to do for you to forgive me?”
“…Forgive?”
“I’m sincerely apologizing right now. What else do I need to do for you to forgive me and take me back?”
Forgive? Take back? The absurdity made a hollow laugh escape me. I had no intention of forgiving her from the start, and no desire to restore our relationship either. The sheer shamelessness of thinking she could show “sincerity” and I’d just forgive her was beyond belief.
‘What the hell can someone like you even do besides showing sincerity for me to forgive you?’
Was that really the attitude of someone apologizing? There’s a limit to how much pride you can throw around. Besides—
‘What the hell does “take me back” even mean?’
That phrase raised all sorts of questions. Why would I take her back? Was there even a choice to take her back or not? The moment we broke up, that should’ve been the end of us, right? She was saying things that made no sense.
‘The way she’s talking… it’s like she thinks we’re still in love even after breaking up……huh?’
That was when a single thought flashed through my mind.
‘Don’t tell me… she still thinks I like her?’
The suspicion grew strong. There was evidence, too. Yoo Ra noona had said Lee Ye-rin’s self-love was abnormally strong—pathologically so. I studied her face. She looked like she genuinely believed that if she apologized sincerely, I would take her back, completely unaware of how absurd she sounded.
‘Maybe she really does think that.’
I’d been about to make her face reality when a better idea occurred to me. A plan that would let me get revenge while having nothing to lose if it failed. I acted on it immediately.
“Then at least offer your body.”
“…Huh?”
Lee Ye-rin looked confused, as if she couldn’t believe what she’d just heard. Since she seemed to have heard me but her brain refused to process it, I repeated myself.
“If you want your ex-boyfriend to take you back, you should at least spread your pussy for him.”
“P-pussy…?! So what you’re saying is…”
“If you have sex with me, I’ll forgive you.”
—Fwoosh.
Her shameless expression flushed bright red in an instant. She clearly hadn’t imagined I’d make such a direct demand. Maybe because I’d been living so recklessly lately, I felt no hesitation at all saying this to a woman.
“Thinking back, even though we dated for two hundred days, you never once let me have your body, did you? You really treasured yourself.”
Did she plate her pussy in gold or something? I lightly placed my hand on her thigh, exposed beneath her skirt. My fingertips brushed over the soft skin before pulling away.
“W-wait, where are you touching so casually… hngh…!”
Just a light brush against her thigh and she reacted sensitively. Even Lee Ye-rin couldn’t help responding to my touch. Seeing that reaction made me want that beautiful body even more.
‘Of course I’d want it. She was once the girl I liked most.’
Back when we were dating, the most she ever allowed was kissing. She never once let me have her body, so I’d often jerked off while imagining her. Even if Lee Ye-rin was a bitch, that didn’t change the fact that I still wanted to fuck her at least once.
“I figured that much would let me feel your sincerity. Think it over carefully.”
“Ha… you crazy bastard…”
Lee Ye-rin clicked her tongue, smacked my hand away, and turned her head. She must have decided I wasn’t worth talking to anymore, because she didn’t try to speak to me again after that. But there was one thing worth noting.
‘She didn’t say she wouldn’t do it.’
Proof that she hadn’t outright rejected my proposal and was at least considering it a little. Looking at her, I left her with one final remark.
“This is your karma, Lee Ye-rin. If you don’t like it, just keep ignoring me like you always do.”
If you can, that is.