Chapter 184
After that, she stopped caring whether anyone cheated or not. The only time she'd broken up over sleeping with Ban Hee-kyung was with her ex from back then. This time, it was just boredom. She'd used sleeping with Ban Hee-kyung as an excuse to dump Seo Taeha because dating him had gotten dull. Sure, he was pissed about Ban Hee-kyung, but in the end, it boiled down to sheer tedium. Seo Taeha was hot, but ultimately, boring as hell. Like Seo Taewoong from Slam Dunk—cool only on the basketball court, a total snoozefest otherwise. Right when she'd decided to break it off, the Ban Hee-kyung thing happened, letting her dump him with a clean conscience. There was a bit of fallout, but no regrets. He still texted occasionally, but she never replied. No desire to dive back into that dull world.
Now, a new world had opened up. The unknown realm of Hanyaseong. She wanted to explore it.
"You're Planet Hanyaseong. And I want to explore Hanyaseong."
"Huh?"
Hanyaseong's heart skipped a beat at those words. Planet Hanyaseong? Wasn't that from the other world? She'd named herself after what felt like an alien planet, never dreaming it'd come from Senior Choi Yujin's mouth. And she wanted to explore it? Hanyaseong's balls practically shriveled in terror—did she know something?
"Wh-wh-what're you talking about? Ex-explore me?"
"Why're you stuttering like that?"
"N-n-no, it's nothing. Just chicken stuck in my throat. Cough cough."
She coughed a bit and chugged her beer. The pub buzzed with chatter from all the guys and girls around. Choi Yujin took a swig of her draft and continued.
"Out of everyone I've met, there are exactly three I just can't figure out."
"Really? Who?"
"First one's this French girl named Angela. Kinda gypsy-like. Travels the world, sleeps wherever, fucks anyone? Weird, right?"
"Yeah?"
"Yeah. I was shocked at first, but after hanging with her a few days, I got it a bit. She always smiled, reeked of nature and freedom. Couldn't bring myself to stone her like the whore-callers did. Made me wanna try living like that for a bit, even."
"If you really lived like that, Senior Yujin, you'd conquer the world."
"Why?"
"Every guy in Korea would line up for a shot with you."
"What?"
Choi Yujin burst out laughing. The answer was just too hilarious. But Hanyaseong barely cracked a smile. It was true. If Choi Yujin fucked around indiscriminately, every dude in this pub would whip out their hard-ons and queue up. Hell, they'd probably fight over who went first. But that wasn't the half of it. Women across the country would storm in, screaming about their husbands or boyfriends getting poached, ripping out her hair in a frenzy. She'd never live peacefully.
"Anyway, Angela was the weirdest of the bunch. We're friends now, but no phone, so no calls. Gotta leave notes at her usual motels, and months later, maybe a handwritten letter shows up. No email for her. Last time, I left a note inviting her to Korea since we missed each other. Who knows if she'll reply. You'd probably call her weird too. And she'd wanna fuck you right away."
"Fuck?"
"Yeah. She specifically wanted to try it with my boyfriend. Loves threesomes with couples."
"Whoa..."
She sounded like a real freak. But European women were open like that, right? Not a huge stretch. Back in ero-chat days, some guy said hitting Europe meant banging three or four local girls easy. Cruise bars or parks at night, pick up solos. Everyone called bullshit at first—to European chicks, Asian guys were basically daytime monkeys, zero appeal. But he swore some were curious about Eastern dudes, buy 'em a beer and they'd bite from sheer intrigue. Posted pics of his conquests: nothing supermodel-level, just average. Once verified real, everyone envied him and dreamed of Euro trips. Made Angela seem tame. American college kids filmed and posted party orgies on porn sites, after all. Like Koreans fucking in front of everyone at OT or MT and uploading vids. Cultural openness, not perversion.
"Pre-Angela me never would've fucked you at the waterpark."
"Lucky for me. All thanks to Angela, huh."
"Yeah. I was pretty sexually conservative before. Meeting her loosened me up enough for you. Club junior? Unthinkable back then. You owe it all to her."
"When she visits, let's do the three-way. I want in."
"Ugh, knew you'd be down for it, you horny mutt."
Choi Yujin shook her head, clucked her tongue, and downed her draft. "Horny mutt" hit weird, like calling porn dogs that. That beast went nuts in heat. Wonder if the bitch he railed doggy-style survived unscathed.
"How're the other club juniors, Senior? All like me?"
"Don't ask. You have no idea how many hit on me. 'Senior, senior,' all puppy-eyed—it's obvious they wanna date and fuck. Ignoring it is exhausting. You're lucky as hell to get this. If they knew, the guys'd faint. Movie theater handjob? They'd riot and murder. I'd get gang-raped. Shudder, nightmare."
"If I become a mega-rich billionaire, they couldn't touch us. Hit 100 billion won, date you openly—who'd dare complain?"
"True. Money's power. Not now, but at 100 bil, they'd respect it."
"What if we went public now?"
"You'd get beaten to death, I'd get gang-raped. Total shitstorm. Guys'd revolt, girls'd sabotage. I'm a campus celeb in our department."
Spot on. Campus queen. Her with a nobody junior, fucking? Even he'd rage and grab a stone. Unforgivable. Hot guy? Maybe. Loser? Hell no. "What does she see in that loser? I'm better." Crowds would erupt: beat the guy dead, gang-rape the girl. Their queen dethroned, instantly a whore. Medieval Europe style—noble widow loves a commoner? Mob kills him, brands her witch, rapes and burns her. Adoring guys could snap like that. Hell, he'd do it himself. So even at 100 bil, better hide it.
"Next weirdo's Ban Hee-kyung. Total oddball."
"I think she's nuts too. Always stealing your boyfriends? Takes grudge to pull that off."
"Grudge? Yeah. Didn't tell you the messy backstory."
"What is it?"
"Can't say for her dignity's sake. Never told anyone."
High school bed, mutual pussy-licking? No way. She'd bolted in terror, turning Ban into ultimate villainess after. Too scary: first orgasm from overzealous licking, squirted in shock, and she lapped it up grinning innocently. Still gave her chills. Never again.
"Last one's you, Hanyaseong."
"Me?"
"Yeah. Never met a guy like you. One of a kind. Seem normal, but not really. Hiding behind a mask of averageness. You know it too."