Two Women Meet — Omen of Ruin
After coming once in Oppa's room, I grabbed some deodorizer from my own room and cleaned up the evidence so Mom wouldn't find out. Then, while editing the audio of Oppa begging for me, I got so worked up that I masturbated again, using the edited recording as my personal jerk-off material to reach another shattering climax.
I spent the entire morning masturbating while thinking of Oppa, but in the end, it wasn't enough.
"I miss you... Haah... I miss you, Oppa..."
How far could a pathetic male like him even run? Deciding I had to find Oppa, I took a shower and went out. Once I was outside, I realized it was an absurd impulse, but wandering around here and there wasn't so bad. It was certainly better than breathing the same air as that annoying woman in a house without Oppa.
I only stopped my aimless wandering when I received a Kkotok message from that bitch.
Ha, he contacted her instead of me? He's out of his mind. At this rate, is he behaving badly on purpose because he loves getting cursed out and fucked by me?
I understand it might take him some time to mentally prepare himself to suddenly see his younger sister as a woman. He might still find me uncomfortable, which is why he couldn't bring himself to contact me. But that didn't stop me from being absolutely pissed. I needed a change of pace.
Come to think of it, the girls asked me to hang out today. I had declined because I wanted to be with Oppa, but... I wondered if they were still together. I sent a message to our group chat, and a reply came back almost instantly.
They said they had blasted through the arcade and karaoke, and were now completely exhausted, loitering at a cafe. Only then did I stop looking at the random pedestrians and take in my surroundings. Before I knew it, the sun was beginning to set.
When I arrived at the cafe where the girls were, everyone's eyes locked onto me. Even though I was joining them late, the intensity of their gazes was a bit overwhelming.
"Oh, she's here! She's finally here."
"Must be nice, Hayeon."
"Why? What's going on?"
"There's someone who really wants to meet you."
Another guy? How annoying.
"I don't think I've ever been happy hearing that kind of news from you guys."
"Ugh, look at this bitch. So fucking annoying."
"Hey, hey! It's not like we tell you to meet every single guy who shows interest in you. We actually filtered them out and picked the best one for you, okay?"
"Seriously, what a crazy bitch. Look at that haughty look on her face. I just want to smack her."
I didn't expect such a passionate reaction.
"Sorry... but just reject them for me, will you?"
I held back the urge to brag that I already had a man I loved, and that we had already gone all the way. It was a little sad, having a love I couldn't openly show.
"Wrong! It's not a guy this time."
Now that was actually fresh.
"Really? Who is it?"
"Just wait. I just let them know you were on your way."
"What? Without even asking me first?"
"Come on, would we invite someone who'd actually harm you? Do you think it's easy to get that person to grace a casual hangout like this with their presence?"
"Oh? She's here, she's here!"
Chime—... The bell above the entrance rang, and I turned around. It was a familiar face. She was indeed someone these girls would make a massive fuss over. But to me, she was a highly unwelcome guest. The Student Council President, Min Seohye. I had been too distracted by Kwon Juran to pay much attention to her, but rumors had been circulating that this woman also had something going on with Oppa. Could the reason she wanted to meet me be...? A wave of irritation washed over me.
"Hello!"
"Oh my, such a prestigious guest in a humble place like this..."
"I never thought I'd see the President outside of school."
Look at them, treating her like some kind of celebrity.
"The girls are making a huge fuss, aren't they, Sunbae? Please understand, they're always like this."
"Not at all. I am merely grateful that you would welcome someone as lacking as myself so warmly."
Her way of speaking was so fucking fake. Thinking about the reason she wanted to meet me made every little thing about her grate on my nerves. I lamented the reality that I couldn't just stand up and proudly tell her to keep her hands off my man.
We sat in the noisy chatter for quite a while. Despite claiming she had business with me, the President barely looked my way. Instead, she listened intently to the girls' nonsense, maintaining polite eye contact. When one of the girls got flustered and started stammering under her gaze, she offered a calm smile to ease the tension, gently organizing their rambling words to clearly pinpoint and draw out what they actually wanted to say.
I could see why the girls worshipped her. The President truly seemed like a being from another dimension. If a woman like her were to steal Oppa away... I barely held back a shudder of pure rage, clenching my jaw tightly so she wouldn't hear my teeth grinding.
Before long, the conversation with the girls began to wind down. It was highly likely that the President bitch had subtly steered it that way.
"Hayeon, we'll go grab a drink and wait for you."
"Where should we go?"
"There are bars everywhere. Let's just go look around."
"We're off. We'll text you once we find a spot."
In an instant, the cafe fell quiet, leaving only the soft background music playing. I was left entirely alone with this deeply uncomfortable woman.
"First of all, thank you for making time for me."
"I didn't make any time for you. I just came to meet my friends, and it ended up like this."
I didn't bother hiding my discomfort. Part of me wanted to rip this woman's mask right off.
"I see. If you find this meeting uncomfortable..."
"That way of speaking. It's not exactly comfortable, no."
I cut her off. I wanted to see how she would react to an insolent underclassman.
"This is merely an expression of my commitment to serve my fellow students as their elected President. However, if Hayeon-yang finds it bothersome, I can certainly adopt a more familiar manner of speech."
Ha, look at this bitch. Giving me a choice between formal subservience and forced intimacy? Since I could already guess why she wanted to get close to me, I wasn't going to let her off that easily.
"No, it's fine. Now that I understand the deep meaning behind your words, it makes sense."
"I am glad you understand my intentions. Fufu, it makes me happy."
Her smile was dazzling. It was enough to make anyone lose their mind. But I had something I needed to protect.
"Why did you want to meet me?"
It would be best to wrap this up quickly before I showed any vulnerability to this dangerous woman.
"To be honest, I have an interest in Hayeon-yang's older brother."
"What kind of interest are we talking about?"
"Well..."
The mask I thought was flawless and indestructible shattered in an instant. I had wanted to peel it off, but not like this. The moment Oppa was mentioned, she couldn't hide her true self, exposing her bashfulness. That sudden vulnerability of hers was incredibly displeasing.
"I am a woman too, after all. I don't think there is any shame in showing interest in a beautiful male."
I mean, did anyone say otherwise? She was totally overreacting out of guilt. In a split second, she had turned into a complete fool.
"Wouldn't it be better to tell Oppa that directly?"
"I did."
"Wh-What?!"
Without realizing it, I dropped the formal register and spoke informally to my senior.
"I was rejected, of course."
Phew... A deep wave of relief washed over me, and I silently praised Oppa for turning down another woman. When he came home tomorrow, maybe I'd forgive him for leaving me alone today and treat him gently.
"You seem rather relieved."
She was a terrifying woman after all. Letting her guard down to make me complacent, only to pierce right through me with those sharp eyes.
"It seems Hayeon-yang doesn't find me suitable to be her sister-in-law."
"Sister-in-law? You're getting way ahead of yourself. Especially for someone who got dumped."
You're really grating on my nerves, lady.
"Ah... I was too hasty again... My apologies. This must have been very sudden for you, Hayeon-yang."
"Isn't this a bit pathetic? If you got dumped, you should just clean up your feelings and move on. Why did you think you needed to meet his sister?"
"I simply wanted to try everything I possibly could. Within the limits of not causing trouble for Ha-woon-gun."
"So instead, you decided to cause trouble for his family?"
"In that regard, I was arrogant. I believed I would be able to win Hayeon-yang's favor. I am deeply sorry."
There would be no issue if I just got up and left right now, but her overly submissive attitude felt incredibly suspicious.
"Look here, Sunbae. Don't you have any pride?"
"I have the type of personality where letting pride ruin my plans actually hurts my self-esteem more..."
"No, I don't mean with me. If someone of the President's stature gets dumped by a guy, you'd think she'd quit out of sheer spite."
"I, too, have rejected men who approached me. It would be hypocritical of me to be upset just because Ha-woon-gun rejected my feelings. Furthermore, I know how much it burdens someone when a person they rejected keeps pursuing them. That is why I met with Hayeon-yang—to avoid putting pressure on him. But it seems I have failed to win you over to my side."
"Now that you know, you should just give up cleanly. I'm saying this entirely for your own sake, President."
Because otherwise, you might end up dead by my hands.
"Ha-woon-gun told me something. He said a time would soon come when I would forget him. I believe he is right. However, until that day comes, I cannot even bring myself to sit idly by... I decided it was better to do something, anything. I intend to put in the effort to become someone who can meet Hayeon-yang's standards as well."
Her words were clearly devoid of malice, but to me, they were nothing short of a declaration of war.
"I'm sorry, but I have absolutely no intention of helping you, President. And I never want to talk about this again. Now, if you'll excuse me."
If I stayed any longer, I felt like I would throw my drink right in her face, so I hurriedly got up and left.
Watching Hayeon's retreating figure through the floor-to-ceiling glass window, Seohye pulled out her phone, checked the message she had received, and sent a reply.
As she turned off her phone screen, her hand trembled slightly. The dark, sinister smile reflected in the black glass felt so foreign that it didn't even seem like her own.
Now, wiretaps had been installed deep inside the electrical outlets all over Ha-woon's house. While she did want to hear Ha-woon's voice, what was far more important was finding an opportunity to win his heart. If there was something he liked, she would take an interest in it; if there was something he lacked, she would provide it. Her plan was to make Ha-woon grow close to her and learn to rely on her.
"Fuu..."
After taking a deep breath and composing her usual bright, dignified expression, she cleared her table and left the cafe. She had absolutely no idea of the shocking live broadcast she was about to hear.