Chapter 71
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 71
Chapter Title: Mabong High 3rd Year Class 2: Im So-hye
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‘So this is K University.’
For three years, I really busted my ass.
Ever since my head got a bit thicker, I’d been able to look at our family situation with cold, objective eyes.
‘If I hadn’t fucking worked my ass off for real, my life would’ve been totally fucked—no two ways about it.’
My dad’s rotting in prison right now.
My mom with zero survival skills.
I wasn’t ever gonna get any help from my parents.
Hell, our family was lucky just not to get saddled with more debt.
My little sister Kang Mi-hyun, with her massive tits and drop-dead gorgeous face—she could’ve been born into the dirt poorest family and still thrived just fine on her looks alone, like a four-time exam king spec-wise.
But as a guy, I had to either study my balls off or grind like a maniac to start making money from high school just to see a path ahead.
If I’d started living a hopeless life like Mi-hyun, Mom, or Dad, I wouldn’t even have a clue how low it could go.
So with no money for cram school, I self-studied straight from textbooks and EBS like a demon.
I even felt a bit proud of myself for nailing both my school grades and the SAT.
And here’s the payoff, right in front of my eyes.
Hoo...
I took a deep breath, and the air felt free.
It was definitely different from the stuffy, musty vibe of high school.
‘This is the reward for three years...’
K University Business School, Big Data Applications Department. A brand-new department set up last year, with the top cutoff in the humanities.
And today was the Business School orientation and freshman welcome party.
“Alright. Let’s do this, Hyun-seong.”
High school’s over now!
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No sooner had I made that vow...
“Ah, this fucker’s such a pain in the ass, kekeke.”
Less than five minutes in, I ran into a familiar face, and we both cracked up like maniacs.
“Dumbass, your face annoys me more. Why do you even exist?”
“Fuck off. Food and Nutrition bitch, kekeke.”
“What’s wrong with Food and Nutrition? It’s a total girl-heavy department—I’m gonna fuck ‘em all.”
My tiresome nemesis from elementary, middle, high school, and now even college.
My ball-bro Kim Gyu-tae had gotten into this place too.
“Didn’t think you’d actually make it here. How the hell did you get in with your grades? This some admissions scandal?”
“Yeah, fuck you. I worked my ass off on grades and got in fair and square—why you bitching?”
Still, having my ball-bro here in this unfamiliar spot put me at ease somehow.
“Where’s your OT at?”
“Ours is probably the Business School lecture halls. Yours?”
“Life Sciences Building. It’s close by, right? Let’s go together.”
“Okay.”
My first-ever orientation.
Unfamiliar building, unfamiliar people, unfamiliar system.
Everything felt chaotic and strange, but that just amped up the excitement of a fresh start, of becoming a real adult.
And...
‘Fuck yeah. Girlfriend. I’m getting a girlfriend.’
Burning breeding lust!
After Mi-hyun had been teasing me for days, leaving me half-hard and frustrated without relief, I’d turned into a total materialistic horndog, reduced to pure animal instinct.
‘Sex.’
I wanted to fuck. That base urge alone turned me into a chimp in heat, a rutting dog scanning every girl around as I walked.
‘Ooh... she’s fucking pretty.’
Of course, rank-A girls on Mi-hyun or Mom’s level were rare, but whenever an A-grader popped up, I’d get lost in delusions, even naming our grandkids in my head.
Not that I let it show—I kept that shit internal, no weirdo vibes.
“Heh... Hey, Hyun-seong. Check that out. Fucking hot, right?”
“Dumbass... don’t make it obvious, you’re embarrassing us.”
Gyu-tae being even more of a loser than me was oddly comforting.
“Ah, that’s gotta be it. Get lost now. Don’t need you.”
“Yeah, you get lost.”
We traded casual insults and split, heading to the auditorium where Business School freshmen were gathering.
“Whoa. So many people.”
Hundreds of noobs who screamed freshman—total beginner energy.
Most were Business Admin, while our Big Data Whatever had just 30 freshmen.
“Lemme see...”
Jackpot—a big sign in one corner of the auditorium.
-Big Data Applications freshmen, over here!
Thump thump.
Thinking how my next four years would kick off there got me tense and pumped.
“Um, is this the Big Data Applications Department?”
“Ah! Yes. Come this way. Here’s your info booklet...”
A friendly late-20s TA sister explained everything, and I headed to our department’s seats.
What a day this was turning out to be.
“Huh? Hyun-seong?”
“Yeah? Whoa... what’s up. It’s Ha-bin.”
Second high school alum in one day.
Yoon Ha-bin, same class as me (not super close, though). He spotted me and looked kinda awkward but played it friendly on the surface.
“Dude, small world. Same high school, same class, now same department?”
“You in Big Data Whatever too?”
“Nah, I’m Business Admin. But we’ll have tons of overlapping classes.”
Made sense—same Business School, similar tracks.
So I played along like I was happy to see him too, but...
“Yeah. Nice to have at least one more familiar face.”
‘Ugh. What a fucking drag.’
Deep down, the guy just pissed me off.
Because he was Mi-hyun’s boyfriend, that scrawny glasses nerd.
‘Fuck, dating my sister and doesn’t even tell me?’
We weren’t besties, but same class makes us friends at least. Dating your friend’s sister without a word?
Even before my weird thing with Mi-hyun, this guy’s a morals-free shithead.
I gave him a quick greeting and finally sat in my seat.
Just when peace was settling in...
Tap tap.
Someone poking my shoulder.
‘What now?’
I turned around and...
“Hyun-seong? Kang Hyun-seong, right?”
“Huh? So-hye from Class 2?”
“Yeah! It’s me, Im So-hye! I was in the same class as Mi-hyun.”
A sunflower-bright beauty girl flashing the most radiant smile, acting like we were old pals.
From the class next door.
Im So-hye, Mi-hyun’s classmate.
Hmm...
Sharp readers’ll get it—this is the So-hye I used as jerk-off fuel back when I was getting horny listening to Kwak Young-cheol banging Mom.
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“No way. Ha-bin from our class got into Business Admin next door? You too?”
“Nah, I’m Big Data Applications. You?”
“For real? World’s so small.”
No kidding.
Gyu-tae and Ha-bin, and now third Mabong High alum.
But she was about a hundred times more welcome than those two dudes.
Because...
She’s fucking gorgeous.
‘Damn... up close, she’s even prettier.’
Purely face-wise, she and Mi-hyun were the top two hotties at school.
Snow-white skin. Tiny head, perfectly petite face packed with sharp, balanced features. Clear, sparkling whites of her eyes. Small, plump lips with a faint purple tint, twin tails swaying.
‘Ponytails look that good on her? Fuck, she’s adorable.’
Only hitch:
Mi-hyun oozed sultry, flashy beauty with a face full of sex appeal, her body dripping violent sexiness that made you curse under your breath,
while Im So-hye was famous for harmless, small-animal cuteness.
Mi-hyun like a haughty, prickly cat. Mom a sexy puppy vibe.
So-hye was straight-up hamster or chipmunk cute.
Unlike Mi-hyun, whose face brimmed with allure and whose personality was fierce and sharp...
So-hye had an angel-sweet, timid, girly-girl nature—the textbook type that made even other girls coo and wanna pocket her. Total school idol.
“Seriously so happy to see you! Heehee.”
“Me too. Already ran into three from our high school today.”
“Besides Ha-bin and me? Who else?”
“Yeah. Know Gyu-tae?”
“Ah! Kyahaha! The buzzcut guy?”
“Yup! That bas... uh, yeah, you know him?”
“Not super well, but I’ve seen his face.”
And... her cuteness wasn’t just face and personality.
“OT hasn’t started yet—wanna hit the cafe and chat? I spotted one on campus earlier.”
“Sh-sure?”
“Yeah. My treat.”
“No, I got it. Let’s go.”
Thrilled to bump into a fellow alum, So-hye stood up with me for coffee.
‘Hmm. She’s seriously tiny.’
Like 150? 152cm?
Unlike 172cm Mom or over-168.5cm Mi-hyun, So-hye at around 150cm was killin’ me with cuteness.
‘Fuck. Way too adorable.’
But short didn’t mean lacking.
Naturally small-headed, with long arms and legs relative to her torso—her proportions looked killer even at that height.
And... decked out in a pink sweater, white tennis skirt, fresh-as-lemon newbie style,
‘...Ahem. Decent tits too?’
Baggy sweater, but her chest had some nice swell... looked good.
‘Of course, compared to sow-level Mi-hyun it’s a cliff, but still.’
Anyway, strolling with this top-tier cute, fresh S-rank girl drew stares our way.
Me feeling smug like her boyfriend.
I couldn’t help grinning like an idiot, while oblivious So-hye beamed innocently, chattering away.
“Yeah, so my dad’s a pastor? And tonight’s the welcome party with drinking—I’m worried. Never had booze before. What do I do? If I get drunk, Dad’ll kill me!”
“Never had a drink?”
“Huh? I was underage—how could I?”
“Oh. Right.”
Thrilled in this new place to meet someone familiar, she spilled personal stuff easy. Felt like her walls were already down a few levels.
‘This vibe’s good. Luck’s on my side.’