Which of the Two Did More Wrong to Me in High School?
The room was thick with the mingled scents of semen, blood, and roasting meat, weaving together into a bizarre and depraved aroma that clung to the air.
Lee Dongwoo wiped the saliva and semen from Han Seoyeon’s hair with his clone, inhaling the scent with satisfaction.
Everything had returned to its perfect place, a sense of absolute stability.
He slowly rose from the sofa and approached Han Seoyeon, who lay sprawled on the floor, panting weakly.
Emptiness.
Her eyes held nothing at all, like hollow glass beads from which the soul had fled long ago.
She was nothing more than a doll barely clinging to life.
Her vocal cords that had once produced her voice, the teeth that had bitten the world, the firm pride that had defined her.
Nothing remained for her now.
Lee Dongwoo squatted down in front of her. He took her chin in his hand and forced her to meet his gaze.
Dead eyes. He stared into them and felt a surge of ecstasy.
The arrogant gaze that had once looked down on him like a bug in the classroom corner decades ago had finally lost all light in his presence.
“Now you look pretty.”
He whispered tenderly. His fingers gently wiped her lips, still glistening with semen.
“Having strength in your eyes is not as good as this dazed, loose look.”
Lee Jihyun watched the scene and unconsciously bit her lower lip.
That woman was finished. If her soul was dead like this, she could never rise again.
She thought. I. I am not dead yet.
Yoo Jimin had almost finished the entire steak.
She lay flat on the floor, waiting for the master’s next command. Would tomorrow ever come for her?
“Lift your head.”
Lee Dongwoo said.
“Look straight at me with those dead eyes of yours. Engrave into that empty head of yours who you belong to and who your master is.”
His voice was quiet, but the possessiveness behind it pressed down on the air in the room like a physical weight.
Lee Dongwoo held Han Seoyeon’s chin, who stared blankly into empty space.
He examined her dead eyes as if studying the life cycle of some interesting insect.
“But do you know something, Seoyeon-ah?”
His voice sliced through the silence and slipped into her ear.
“Do you know why I pulled out your teeth?”
Han Seoyeon could not answer. She simply shook her head slowly from side to side like a puppet.
Bloody saliva trickled down her chin.
The thirty-two new rubber teeth gleamed strangely in the darkness inside her mouth.
Lee Dongwoo smiled with satisfaction at her pitiful denial.
He brought his lips to her ear as if whispering a secret.
“It was because of that arrogant smile of yours.”
His voice was so sweet it was almost cruel.
“Do you remember? You were always smiling. Showing those perfectly aligned teeth while looking down on me like a bug.”
He closed his eyes for a moment, as if lost in memory.
“I hated those teeth so much. Sharp, aggressive, everything that made you look like the queen of the world. So I thought.”
He opened his eyes again. Pure madness flashed within them.
“If I pull out all those teeth, you will never smile like that again. Not in front of me. Not twice.”
Yoo Jimin and Lee Jihyun, who had been hiding and listening, felt a chill run down their spines at the meaning of those words.
This was not simple revenge or torture.
It was a terrifying ritual to erase a human’s identity from the root and replace it with something new.
“Look. Now you are no longer a queen with sharp teeth. You are just my doll with soft rubber teeth.”
He gently stroked Han Seoyeon’s cheek.
“Now, smile for me, Seoyeon-ah. Smile for me with your new teeth.”
Lee Dongwoo laughed madly, staring into Han Seoyeon’s empty eyes.
But she gave no reaction. Like a mannequin with all power turned off, she did not move.
“Yeah, you probably wouldn’t feel like smiling.”
Lee Dongwoo grinned. Then he spread his mouth as wide as he could.
He pulled one cheek with his fingers and pushed deep into her mouth right in front of her eyes.
Hollow space. One molar was missing where it should have been. Only dark red gums remained like scars.
“See? My molars are empty?”
Han Seoyeon’s dazed gaze fixed on his mouth, the empty space. What is this.
“This.”
Lee Dongwoo’s voice trembled like a blade with decades of hatred.
“You forcibly pulled out my molars in high school.”
At those words, a fragment of memory she had long forgotten flashed through Han Seoyeon’s mind like lightning.
The corner of the hallway. Laughter. The faces of her friends surrounding her, saying it was all just a joke.
The horn-rimmed glasses lying on the floor. And… that pathetic guy crying and begging.
The small stone in her hand, covered in blood.
The pieces of the memory puzzle clicked into place.
“So… do you remember now?”
Lee Dongwoo smiled. It was the purest and most cruel smile of one who had completed revenge.
Tears began to flow down Han Seoyeon’s cheeks again. This time not from pain.
It was absolute despair that the irreversible past had completely swallowed her current self.
The small malice she had forgotten over time had become a monster and returned.
And that monster had taken everything from her.
The moment she understood the reason, her last remaining soul shattered into pieces.
***
Lee Dongwoo admired his great work for a moment: Han Seoyeon, who had recovered her memory and broken her soul.
The bloody teeth scattered on the floor and her limp body like a rubber doll. A perfect picture.
He turned his back satisfiedly. His gaze moved to the other two toys on the opposite side of the room.
He slowly approached Yoo Jimin, who lay on the floor like a beast, licking the steak bowl clean, and Lee Jihyun, who was dazed after eating his own excrement.
His footsteps cut through the heavy air of the room that smelled like hellfire.
Finally, he stood in the center of the two women. And he spoke in a benevolent voice.
“Seoyeon has finished today’s punishment.”
At those words, the shoulders of the two women trembled. It was over. The momentary relief given by that single word. But it was only the prelude to the greater fear that would soon come.
“Then, next is you two.”
Lee Dongwoo yawned lazily. He twisted his neck with a loud cracking sound and said.
“Thinking about it, giving punishments one by one is a bit troublesome. Annoying too.”
He gave an indulgent smile as if he were doing the women a favor.
“So, I will ask you a question.”
He said.
“Today, the winner will become my footrest and lick my soles. And the remaining loser will clean the entire room with her tongue, including Seoyeon’s tooth fragments and your own shit marks.”
Lee Dongwoo sat back on the sofa and looked at the two women with interest.
The two women’s eyes shook with fear. Becoming a footrest and licking the soles. Cleaning all the filth on the floor with their tongues.
Neither choice could preserve human dignity.
But Lee Dongwoo waved his hand as if their dilemma was trivial.
“Thinking about it, that’s also boring.”
He said.
“You two choosing is not right. I should decide.”
He buried himself deeper into the sofa and stared at the two women.
In his eyes flashed the pure malice of a child who had just thought of a fun game.
“Now, change the question.”
He raised his index finger and pointed alternately at the two women.
“Which of the two did more wrong to me in high school?”
His voice was so calm it sounded unreal.
Yoo Jimin’s mind went blank. Past? High school? She desperately rummaged through memory fragments.
A while ago, Dongwoo had asked her something. What had she answered then?
Conversely, Lee Jihyun still had the taste of his own shit lingering on the tip of her tongue.
Saying that the punishment for the wrong in the past that I don’t remember will be decided now? What nonsense.
But she could not say anything.
If she said ‘I don’t remember’ here, she already knew what would happen after Han Seoyeon had proven it with her whole body.
The two women looked at each other’s faces. Somehow, they had to say they had committed the greater wrong.
Or, they had to confess by minimizing the other’s wrong as much as possible. Surviving in this room was no different from the rules of beasts.
Lee Dongwoo enjoyed the ruthless silence and added.
“The one with the greatest sin will get the honor of licking my feet. And the remaining bitch will clean with her tongue all the tooth fragments Seoyeon spat out.”
The one who broke the silence was Yoo Jimin. She opened her mouth first with a trembling voice.
“I… I… tormented you… a lot… stole your money… played with you… hit you… and so on…. ”
The words were extremely jumbled, more like pleading than a confession.
Lee Dongwoo snorted at those words.
“Just that?”
He shook his head as if disappointed. His gaze turned to Lee Jihyun, who seemed to have given up on everything.
“Now, Jihyun. Your turn. I expect something hotter than that bitch. What did you do to me?”