Pretty Behavior
Minhi seized my hair, hauled my head up, and brought her hand down across my cheek.
Slap.
Had every blow until now been her going easy on me…?
A single strike split the inside of my mouth open. Blood welled and ran.
"Uwaaaaaah… i-it hurts…"
I clutched the cheek she had struck and threw my arms up on pure reflex, shielding my face.
"Put your arms down."
"P-please stooop… I-I was wrong, d-don't hit me, Minhi…"
"I said put them down, you fucking bitch!"
When I failed to lower them, the open palm that had been slapping me clenched into a fist and drove into my arm.
Wham!
Even with my arms raised in defense, the force of the punch rebounded straight into my face.
Ah—it hurts…
It hurts so much…
It hurt so badly I thought a bone might have broken. Tears spilled over.
"M-Minhi… i-it hurts… p-please… stop…"
"Stop what? Put your arms down."
"I-I'll put them down, s-so… s-so please s-stop hitting me, Minhi…"
I clutched the place her fist had landed and finally lowered my arms.
Minhi stared down at me, breathing hard, and began to shake the fistful of my hair she still held, yanking my head from side to side.
"Why!"
Slap.
Not as hard as before—but she still swung my head by the hair and slapped my cheek again.
"Making excuses!"
Slap.
"Lying right to my face while I watch?"
Slap.
Her hand kept landing on my cheek until the pain was too much; my arms started rising again to cover my face.
"Down, Yoo Junhi. I'm not finished talking."
"P-please… please stop… M-Minhi, you're… it hurts so much…"
"Still not putting them down? I'm punishing Oppa right now, so why are you raising your hands just because it hurts? You're the one who did wrong. You looked me in the eye and lied that you loved me—and when I asked how you felt about me, what did you say? Just a little sister? Just a little sister?"
With one hand she forced my arms back down.
Then she leaned in close, staring into my eyes as if she meant to bore straight through them.
"I love Oppa so much it drives me insane. Every single minute, every single second that passes, I live thinking only of you…"
"M-Minhi…"
"And you can't even say you love me. Just a little sister? Just a little sister????"
The grip on my arm tightened until it began to hurt.
"What? Does it hurt when I squeeze this hard? Well, you know what?"
She took my hand and guided it to her own chest, pressing my palm flat against her.
"Because of the lie Oppa told me, this heart of mine feels like it's being torn apart. It hurts so much I could cry—and you're whining over a couple of punches? I wasn't even hitting you for real, so why???? Why????!!! What the hell did you think I wanted from you? All I asked was for you to love me. Is even that too hard for Oppa?"
Her fingers crushed tighter around my hand.
"Nngh… nngh— i-it hurts, Minhi…"
"Again… again!!! Again, you fucking bitch!! Did I ask for something that difficult?!"
She flung my hand away, seized my hair again, and hauled me to my feet.
"Fine. I'll fix everything myself. From one to ten—I'll remake you into a body that can't even live without me anymore. So look forward to it…"
"P-please stop, Mi… Minhi, i-it hurts, please just stop…"
Still gripping my hair, she dragged me into the bedroom.
She shoved me toward the bed by the back of my head, then locked the door behind us.
"I wasn't going to go this far. I was going to take it slow, train you gently, little by little. But Oppa is the one who messed up."
The curtains were drawn. Not a single scrap of moonlight reached inside; only the desk lamp lit the two of us.
She threw me down and began fastening something to the bedposts.
Handcuffs…
Not the ordinary kind the police used—leather restraints meant for SM.
"I won't say it twice. Put them on yourself."
"M-Minhi…"
"I said I won't say it twice."
She tossed a small box from the desk. Its contents spilled across the floor in a clatter.
The same medicine bottles and syringes from earlier…
Dozens of them.
"You thought these were the same as before, didn't you? Do they look the same? I wonder."
Different from the drug that made my whole body hypersensitive?
Just imagining those needles going into me made my throat close up.
My breathing turned shallow and ragged. Minhi picked up a syringe and a vial and spoke.
"This is the last choice I'm giving Oppa. Pick carefully…"
"Mi… Minhi, I-I was wrong. I… I'll beg like this—the l-lying, all of it, I was wrong. P-please forgive me just once. Please, M-Minhi, please…"
I dropped to my knees at her feet, wringing both hands together, begging.
Just once. Please forgive me…
But from the moment we entered this room, she had never intended to forgive anything. Her expression did not change at all. She simply grabbed my hair again and dragged me toward the bed.
"I never offered that as an option, Oppa."
Quietly, almost gently, she drew my wrist into place and began fastening the cuff.
"I don't understand why I have to be the one who gets hurt like this…"
She moved to the other wrist and bound that one as well.
"I don't even want an Oppa who lies to me and says he loves me…"
With both hands secured, she worked her way down toward my ankles.
"All I wanted was for Oppa to love me as sincerely as I love him… and if that can't happen, then I'll make you say it even if I have to force it…"
Both wrists and both ankles were locked into the leather cuffs fixed to the bed.
Minhi opened a desk drawer and took out a blindfold and a gag.
"So stop trying so hard to hold on. Just break already and become a man who loves only me…"
Bzzzt… bzzzzzt…
From behind Minhi as she approached with the blindfold and gag, a phone began to vibrate on the desk.
That… that's my phone…
I had no idea why it was there, but Minhi picked it up and looked at the screen.
"Ha… hahahaha… and who the hell is this bitch?"
She laughed as if she couldn't believe it, climbed onto the bed over my body, and held the phone out so I could see the screen.
She pointed at the message that had just arrived with a soft chime and looked down at me.
"While I wasn't answering Oppa's calls, you've been running around picking up girls left and right?"
"N… no, she's j-just a ju… junior…"
"Just a junior who texts you on the weekend asking to grab dinner?? Are you messing with me?"
"R-really… she's just a junior I know… I d-don't know her as anything more than that…"
She was one of the few people who had approached me first after I entered university—someone kind to a passive guy like me…
"Just a junior you know? A junior you just know messages you first at this hour to ask if you've eaten?"
"Sh… she's always like that… I n-never went to her first, I swear… please believe me…"
Minhi kept scrolling, reading through every message one by one.
"Hmm… heh… heheheh. Oh, it's true?"
After checking the recent history, she simply smiled and looked down at me.
Then her hands began to wander over my upper body, climbing slowly until her fingers brushed my face, stroking it with deliberate care.
"My beloved Oppa finally told me the truth without a single lie, didn't he?"
"Y… y-yeah…"
"Ah~ ah~ I'm so happy. If my beloved Oppa had said he was going to abandon me and date some other girl, I really thought I might go completely insane. What a relief."
As she spoke she let herself collapse onto me, draping her body over mine, and began to caress my chest.
"Ah~ honestly, bringing me such good news makes all that anger from earlier just melt away, Oppa~"
Her fingers drifted up over my sternum, tracing slow circles while she lay on top of me.
"M-Minhi…"
"Oppa, I'm sorry I hit you earlier. I think it's because I'm on my period—my mood's been all over the place. You'll forgive me too, right? Right? Since you love me, forgiving me is only natural, isn't it?"
"Y… y-yeah… I-I'll forgive you…"
"Really? Hehe. Aah~~ as expected, my sweet Oppa. I really do only have Oppa, don't I~"
She slid a little to the side, pillowed her head on my bound arm, and hugged me tightly from beside me.
"Th… th… M-Minhi…"
"What is it, my sweet Oppa?"
"C-could you maybe just take these cuffs off…"
I glanced at the restraints locking my arms and legs. Minhi answered.
"Why?"
"Why… b-because… they're uncomfortable, Minhi…"
"Why? Are they too tight? Then I'll loosen them a little."
"C… could you just take them off entirely…"
Having both hands and both feet bound, unable to do anything at all—the sensation was pure, smothering frustration.
But instead of removing the cuffs from my wrists and ankles, Minhi only eased them a fraction, as if she thought the problem was simply that they were too snug.
"Better like this?"
"M-Minhi…"
"What? Do you still want them off?"
"Y… yeah… can't you take them off…"
Slap.
Her hand moved and cracked across my cheek.
My head turned with the blow. When I slowly looked back at her, she was staring at me with an expression of pure disbelief.
"Oppa, I'm already making a little concession because you did something cute for once. So why do you keep pushing? You lied and said you loved me—you still have a punishment coming. Why are you trying to quietly skip past that?"
"N… no, no… i-it's not like that…"
"Not like that? Then why do you keep asking me to take the cuffs off?"
"B… because it's s-stifling…"
"I already loosened them a little because it was stifling. Oppa, right now I'm in a good mood because you aren't getting cozy with other girls. You're the one who should be catering to me—not the other way around."
"I-I'm sorry, Minhi… I-I was wrong…"
With one hand she took hold of both my cheeks and turned my face toward her.
"You were wrong?"
"Y-yeah… I w-was wrong…"
"What did you do wrong?"
"L-lying…"
"What lie did you tell?"
"S-saying I loved you… I l-lied to Minhi…"
"Right? No matter how you look at it, Oppa is the one who was wrong. I didn't do a single thing wrong. Right?"
"Y-yeah…"
Mwah.
Minhi leaned in and pressed a light kiss to my lips, then gently stroked my cheek.
"Ah~ ah~ as expected, my Oppa. Are you getting a little smarter? You're finally giving me answers I like."
"Y-yeah…"
"From now on you have to keep answering like that. Got it?"
"Y… yeah… I got it, Minhi…"
She kept stroking my cheek, never looking away from me.
"Just a little. Just a tiny bit longer… Once our little love nest is finished, we can live like this until then, Oppa~"