Song Jiwon vs Kim Aran
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*All students, the protagonist, and other appearing characters are adults.*
The door rattled, rattled.
Along with the sound of the locked handle being shaken, a familiar voice came through.
"Hmm... What's wrong with this? Is the door locked...?"
It was Song Jiwon.
Kim Aran briefly furrowed her brows in irritation and quietly winked at Min-gyu.
‘Don’t say a single word about what just happened. Got it?’
She hurried toward the door with quick steps and turned the handle with a click.
As the door opened, a sly smile spread across her lips.
"Oh my~ Unnie!! You’re here.
Our swimming club’s faculty advisor~"
She lifted her head with an overly bright expression and deliberately raised her voice.
"Hehe. Come on in.
This door still hasn’t been fixed. Geez, seriously..."
She didn’t spare even a single second of eye contact toward Min-gyu.
Kim Aran greeted Song Jiwon in a clear, innocent tone as if nothing had happened.
She immediately rushed toward Song Jiwon, who had just entered the room.
"I’m so grateful you came all the way here, Unnie~"
Her arms lightly wrapped around Song Jiwon’s waist, and she moved behind her, pressing her cheek against Song Jiwon’s back while dangling playfully.
The warmth transmitted through the soft blouse.
Song Jiwon let out a flustered laugh.
"Haha... Aran-ssi...
But... Min-gyu was already here?"
Her gaze shifted toward the back of the classroom, landing on Min-gyu.
The moment she confirmed his presence, a slightly subtle expression crossed her face.
Min-gyu also lightly bowed his head, but his eyes wavered with discomfort.
However, Kim Aran knew everything.
She raised the corner of her mouth and spoke slyly.
"Oh come on, Unnie.
Using casual speech with your own homeroom student...
Why are you so awkward about it~?"
While patting Song Jiwon’s back with her hand, she playfully winked.
"As for Min-gyu,
I caught him on the way here.
Good job, right? Hehe."
After finishing her words, she led the two of them to the table in the center of the classroom.
Aran made Song Jiwon and Min-gyu sit facing each other and casually took the seat right in the middle between them.
Sitting between the two, Kim Aran smiled brightly, like a natural predator subtly dominating the center of the table.
That was when it happened.
Kim Aran looked at Song Jiwon and spoke in a guarded tone.
"Aah~ And also,
Min-gyu is like my favorite stuffed toy."
She tilted her head slightly at the end of her sentence and leaned closer to Min-gyu.
"The more I look at him, the more I want to teach him, you know?
Hmm? He’s like a puppy, a puppy Min-gyu~!"
Then she stood up.
Right in front of Song Jiwon’s eyes, she moved behind Min-gyu and quietly wrapped both arms around his neck from behind.
Her slender arms slid over Min-gyu’s collarbone, and her cheek gently rested on top.
A leaning motion.
Her breath tickled the nape of his neck.
She slowly rested her head on Min-gyu’s shoulder and smiled at Song Jiwon.
"Since he’s our Jiwon-ssaem’s prized student~
I’m going to teach him especially well."
While rubbing her cheek against him, she added in a quiet whisper near his ear.
"Aren’t you grateful, Unnie? Hehe."
Kim Aran was still resting her cheek on Min-gyu’s shoulder.
"Ah, Min-gyu.
Your nape is really warm?
Hmm... They say people with high body temperature have rich emotional expression~"
She lightly rubbed against him and absentmindedly stroked Min-gyu’s hair with her fingertips.
Song Jiwon didn’t forcefully avert her gaze.
Instead, she met her eyes directly and smiled.
"Min-gyu is... always the type to approach painting with sincerity."
Her words were calm, but there was a firm resonance in her voice.
"Club activities are fine too, of course,
but I want to watch over him so he doesn’t overdo it."
With both hands neatly folded on her knees, Song Jiwon spoke in a composed yet clearly protective tone.
However, Kim Aran didn’t budge.
Instead, she laughed and leaned her head toward Min-gyu’s ear.
"That’s right, our Min-gyu’s sincerity is really charming~"
She glanced at Song Jiwon and continued.
"That sincere face when he tries to hold his breath underwater...
How pretty it is,
you haven’t seen it yet, have you, Unnie."
After tickling Min-gyu’s ear for a moment, she straightened up and sat back down in her chair.
"Don’t worry. I’ll take very good care of that kind of Min-gyu~"
Kim Aran slowly returned and plopped down next to Min-gyu.
The moment she crossed her legs, the hem of her dress lifted slightly, revealing her underwear.
When Min-gyu flinched and looked away, Song Jiwon’s eyebrows moved ever so slightly.
She spoke quietly.
"Your outfit today is quite free-spirited, Aran-ssaem."
At that, Kim Aran grinned widely and tugged at her dress.
"Oh my, you caught me~
This is a swimsuit, a swimsuit.
I was already wearing it because class is coming up~"
She turned her head toward Min-gyu, leaned in, and stuck out her tongue.
"Unlike Jiwon-ssaem who dresses so neatly~
I tend to live a bit more freely, hehe."
Song Jiwon nodded with a gentle smile.
"Still, in front of students...
I thought there should be some standard."
Aran lightly exhaled and rested her chin on Min-gyu’s forearm.
"Aww~ If you’re too strict, there’s no warmth.
Kids these days prefer this kind of relaxed atmosphere, you know?"
Then she took Min-gyu’s hand again and tightly wrapped it with both of hers.
"Especially Min-gyu... when he’s this quiet,
he really listens so well. He’s so cute~
I like kids who listen well."
Song Jiwon picked up her teacup.
"Being good is fine.
But if he listens to anyone’s words too well...
that’s a bit dangerous."
Aran widened her eyes while pouring and drinking tea.
"Right, right~ So you have to choose carefully who to follow.
Otherwise... you’ll get hurt, you know?"
She laughed and tapped the back of Min-gyu’s hand rhythmically.
Song Jiwon was bothered by Kim Aran’s actions, which kept touching her master.
"Min-gyu is quick-witted, so he’ll be fine~
Right? He knows how to follow well on his own, our Min-gyu."
Her tone remained light, but her fingertips had stiffened slightly.
In the quiet silence.
Faint steam rose from the teacup.
Song Jiwon glanced down at the clock on the table.
Then, as if she had just remembered, she lightly patted her forehead with her palm.
"Ah... Min-gyu. Today was the day I was supposed to look at your drawings, right?"
She wore a gentle smile, but there was a clear line drawn at the end of her words.
"The timing is perfect.
Let’s go first."
While standing up and organizing her bag strap, she turned her head toward Kim Aran.
"Aran-ssaem, I’ll excuse myself first.
From now on, I’ll be supporting the club activities all the way.
Please take care of us."
The conversation was formally polite, but within it was a clear declaration: ‘This child is mine.’
Min-gyu stood up awkwardly, unsure of what to do.
Song Jiwon placed her hand lightly on the back of the chair and gently pulled his arm.
That was when it happened.
Kim Aran put down her teacup and slowly opened her mouth.
"Hmm..."
A bright tone.
But her eyes weren’t smiling at all.
"I thought Min-gyu didn’t have any schedule today..."
Her gaze lightly swept across Song Jiwon’s face.
"Was I wrong...?"
Her fingertips repeatedly turned the teacup handle in a meaningless motion.
In that brief silence, color flushed across Song Jiwon’s cheeks.
However, Kim Aran soon burst into laughter.
"Puhaha~ I guess I said something unnecessary again.
It’s a bit early for me to be this forgetful, isn’t it?"
Her words flowed playfully, but her tone hid a trap: ‘I know everything, so go ahead and try.’
With the corner of her mouth raised, she tilted her head deeply.
"There must have been a schedule only you two knew about~
No wonder Min-gyu was fidgeting so much today? Hehe."
She tapped the table with her fingertips, glanced toward Min-gyu, then immediately returned her gaze to Song Jiwon.
"It’s fine, whatever.
Doing art guidance as a surprise like this is fresh and fun in its own way, right?"
She quietly laughed while turning her teacup.
And then, as if saying something thoughtless, she added one more line.
"Sometimes a suddenly made schedule can be more sincere, you know.
As expected, Song. Ji. Won. Ssaem really cares about the kids..."
Unlike her smiling lips, there was not a trace of laughter in her eyes.
Without even calling Min-gyu’s name, she tapped the table with her fingertips.
"What are you doing~? You should follow the teacher, right?"
Her words were light, but there were far more unspoken words behind them.
Song Jiwon quietly lowered her eyes.
Then, raising her head, she gave her final greeting.
"Then I’ll excuse myself."
Min-gyu carefully followed, as if being led by her hand.
Behind them, Kim Aran’s bright laughter followed, somehow terrifyingly.
The door closed, and silence flowed.
While Song Jiwon and Min-gyu’s footsteps faded down the hallway, no one remained in the club room.
Kim Aran slowly put down her teacup and raised the corner of her mouth in a long curve.
"Haaah... Both of them are terrible at acting.."
She slowly stood up.
Stretching her waist fully, she walked slowly toward the mirror.
And then she flung off that thin dress.
Revealing the navy swimsuit on top of the fabric that had fallen to the floor with a plop.
The high-cut lines ran up her thighs, and the straps running beneath her breasts revealed her figure even more explicitly.
Looking at herself in the mirror, she turned her body to check front and back.
"Hmm..."
While twisting her waist left and right, she raised the corner of her mouth.
"Song Jiwon... did she get a little scratched~?"
She laughed as if talking to herself.
"Hehe.
I didn’t do it too obviously...
But she must have felt it, right?"
And then, as if imagining Min-gyu in the mirror, she narrowed her eyes and flicked the swimsuit strap with her fingertips.
"Song Jiwon.. Min-gyu.. both of them are just too cute..?❤️"