Ominous Signs (2)
What was it? What? Which part of what I said had upset her so much? Was her pride wounded because she had made a joke, only for me to sigh and treat her like an ignorant child?
"Ah... well... you didn't seem to have any interest in guys at all... so I thought you were innocent in that regard... I'm sure you know what I mean."
Juran's expression as she glared at me didn't budge an inch. It was as if she was telling me to keep babbling.
Could it be that she was so incredibly dense about this kind of stuff that she despised me for getting an erection without even liking her? Was she putting me in the same category as the trashy guys who had approached her back in middle school?
"Men have sexual desires, so that... it can just happen... but that's just instinct, and as long as you control it, it's fine, right? Unlike food, clothing, and shelter, sex requires a partner... so you have to be considerate of them."
No, wait. Wouldn't it actually be better if she despised me? As I briefly regretted opening my mouth, she finally spoke. Though that terrifying look in her eyes remained unchanged.
"So, are you trying to say I wasn't being considerate of you?"
That wasn't exactly what I meant to say, but hearing her put it that way, it actually was what I wanted to say.
"Yeah. You're way too pushy."
Perhaps she was finally in the mood to talk, because a spark of life began to return to her eyes.
"Hmm... True. Lovers should indeed be considerate of each other."
No, we're not lovers! The moment I screamed this in my mind, it hit me. In her head, we were already dating. She was completely denying the fact that I didn't like her. Did her eyes go dead earlier because I made it too clear that I didn't have feelings for her? This girl was way more dangerous than I had thought.
"We're... not lovers yet..." I carefully emphasized the word "yet." The spark in her eyes remained.
"Then starting today..." She leaned in close, her clear eyes locking onto mine.
"If you keep doing this, I'm going to end up hating you!" I turned my head away and shouted, but Juran grabbed my chin, forcing me to look at her.
"I don't care. If you're going to hate me anyway... then I'll just take your seed right here."
"W-What?! Are you crazy? This is... r-rape..."
"I don't care if it's rape. I'm going to fill my womb with your sperm so I can make sure I get pregnant today.♡ Even if you report me and I go to prison, I'll give birth to our baby there."
Now, her eyes weren't just lively—they were swirling with pure madness. This was dangerous in a completely different way!
"I-I don't like you right now! But if you don't act like this, maybe I could grow to like you later!"
The grip on my chin loosened slightly, and the ominous fire in her eyes wavered.
"Juran... First... let's get to know each other better and become friends. Hearing your story today made me like you more. I mean, not like... as a woman yet, but... anyway, I like you more today than I did yesterday. So if we get closer, maybe my feelings will start to lean toward you too?"
Believing that promising a future was the only way to persuade her right now, I let out a rapid-fire stream of words.
"Hmm... Yeah. It'll probably feel much better if we do it after we become lovers, right?"
"Yeah, it'll be way better if our hearts are connected first." Though I doubt my heart will ever connect with yours.
"Phew... Then, should we go out and grab some food like we originally planned?"
I didn't want to be with her right now. I had no idea what she might do to me, and I was completely drained mentally.
"Actually... could I just go home for today? I'm kind of a mess right now. I want to be in better shape when we hang out."
"I'm sorry... I rushed things too much... I could have waited and taken it slower."
"As long as you understand. I'm exhausted... I'm leaving."
"W-Wait..."
Fearing that Juran might follow me, I quickly grabbed my bag and bolted out of the office. Skipping the elevator, I scrambled down the stairs and burst through the main entrance. Even after getting outside, I ran toward home with every ounce of strength I had.
It had been well over an hour since Oppa followed Kwon Juran inside.
As soon as homeroom ended, I made up an excuse about being busy to my friends who wanted to walk home together. I slipped out of the school building first and hid in a spot with a clear view of the main entrance and the school gates. My plan was to pretend to run into Oppa "by chance" when he came out and walk home with him.
But then, that fucking bitch walked out of the building, practically glued to Oppa's side.
Since not many kids in our grade knew about her, I had gone out of my way to ask some sophomores. She was a filthy piece of trash, dirtier than a rag at home. A public cum dumpster who spread her legs for anyone and everyone, yet she had the nerve to wag her tail at Oppa like a bitch in heat.
Forcing down the boiling rage that made my blood run backward, I tailed the two of them.
They headed to a commercial district not far from the school. They entered a relatively small building on the outskirts. It was a studio apartment building—an officetel.
"Ha, fuck... She's a hooker?"
My brother wasn't the type of person to spend money on something like this, so that dirty bitch must have offered to do it for free because she took a liking to him. Filthy, disgusting scenes began to play out in my mind.
A filthy slut who had sucked the dirty dicks of all kinds of trash and swallowed their cum, opening her loose mouth wide to take in Oppa's cock, swallowing it all the way down her throat. Performing a blowjob—something I couldn't do well because I only knew Oppa—with the skilled whore techniques she'd honed on other men's dicks, all while giving me a mocking side-eye.
"That fucking bitch..."
I stood there frozen like a stone for a long time before finally snapping out of it. I thought about calling the police to protect Oppa's purity, but if I did, Oppa might get arrested for buying sex too. I didn't want to ruin our time together. If I smashed the glass doors of the entrance, I'd be the one heading to the police station. On top of that, I was terrified that Oppa might become wary of me if he found out I had stalked him.
In the end, there was nothing I could do. I just waited endlessly, staring helplessly at the entrance for Oppa to come out.
Finally, Oppa emerged from the shadows behind the glass doors. The moment they slid open, he bolted. He was alone, not with her. And he looked incredibly rushed. I felt a wave of relief. The most logical explanation was that the violent bitch had attempted to rape him. I could only assume Oppa had escaped her filthy clutches.
Keeping my distance, I followed him. I trailed him until we reached a spot where we could cross paths naturally—a small, bustling downtown area lined with cafes and entertainment spots. Here, I could easily pretend we ran into each other by chance. I put on a burst of speed to catch up to him.
"Oppa!"
"H-Heeek—!"
"What's with that reaction? You didn't have to be that surprised."
I said it casually, but I actually didn't feel bad at all. He had probably mistaken me for Kwon Juran. It meant he wanted to avoid her so badly that he'd scream at the mere thought of her.
"Phew, it's just you, Hayeon."
Oppa sighed in relief upon seeing me. It felt pretty good to see him so glad to see me. But that feeling was short-lived. Piercing through Oppa's sweat, which was thick with pheromones, a disgusting female scent invaded my nostrils. It wasn't unusual for Oppa to come home smelling of girls, but it had never been this deeply embedded. That fucking bitch, just how much did she rub herself all over him?
"Phew, I'm so thirsty from running. Want to grab a drink?" Oppa asked, heading toward a nearby cafe.
"Now that I think about it, why were you running?"
"I was on my way home after parting with my friends when I saw you running. So I ran to catch up. What about you?"
"Ah, right. I guess I was running first."
So he had no intention of telling me the reason? The season was transitioning into summer. The cafe we stepped into was cool and refreshing. Perhaps because it was near the school, students in our school uniform were gathered here and there in small groups.
"What do you want to drink?"
"Oh, are you buying, Oppa?"
"Well, you treated me to something delicious yesterday. This place isn't expensive anyway, so I should at least buy you this much."
"Hehe, a vanilla latte then."
After ordering a cold brew and a vanilla latte, Oppa didn't sit down immediately. Instead, he went straight to the self-service bar and gulped down a cup of water.
"Ah, I feel alive again."
"You must have been exhausted. Why on earth were you running like that?" This was a perfect opportunity to pry again without making it sound like an interrogation.
"I had my reasons." But Oppa made it clear he had no intention of answering, simply plopping down in his seat. Oh, so that's how you're going to play it?
"I thought you said you weren't meeting with Juran-sunbae." I sat down across from him, probing a bit deeper.
"I'm not."
"But some kids said they saw you guys leaving school together?"
"Ugh... Did you ask because you already knew? The reason I was running."
"So it really was because of her? What on earth happened?"
"She caught me and wanted to hang out... Do you know what her nickname is?"
"She has a common one like 'Crazy Dog'... and a slightly more unusual one, Lion Queen, right?"
"So her notorious reputation has reached the freshmen already."
That wasn't it. I had only gone out of my way to find out because I was bothered by that bitch clinging to Oppa.
"Just know that I barely escaped from the lion's den." Oppa brought the conversation to a firm close, clearly not wanting to say any more.
Bzzzz—
Just then, the buzzer vibrated. As Oppa got up to pick up the drinks, I pondered how much further I should push him.
There didn't seem to be any lie in Oppa's words about escaping. It matched what I had witnessed when he ran out of the officetel. But the stench lingering on his body was unmistakably that slut's scent. This wasn't just an attempted rape; there were traces of their bodies overlapping.
Clack.
Oppa set the tray with the two cups on the table and silently put his straw in his mouth. I opened my mouth to speak.
"Juran-sunbae... there are rumors that she's incredibly loose..."
Oppa's face, which had looked completely blank just a moment ago, suddenly turned dead serious.
"Those are just rumors." Oppa firmly defended her in a single sentence. It was an ominous sign.