Chapter 24
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 24
Chapter Title: The Real Reason Those Two Moved In
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After finishing morning classes, I met up with Sujin and headed down from school.
“Hey? Sujin.”
A group of girls passing by spotted Sujin and greeted her warmly.
Looked like friends from the same major.
“Already grabbed lunch?”
“Yeah. Boyfriend?”
Sujin's friend nodded cautiously toward me.
Sujin squeezed my arm tight against her chest.
“Yeah.”
We exchanged quick nods and parted ways.
At the crosswalk in front of the intersection.
Kim Sujin said softly.
“Hey.”
“Yeah.”
“Feel good when I call you my boyfriend?”
“...Yeah.”
Sujin smirked.
“I like that you're honest.”
“If I don't say yeah, you'll pull that joint shit like last time...”
“Yeah, yeah. I know. You wanna date me. But we're strictly business, right?”
“...You hard of hearing or something?”
“Not at all. Heard your whole call with Ayoung this morning while I was showering.”
“...?”
“Even after you hung up, calling Ayoung a fucking crazy bitch.”
“When did I—”
I whipped my head around, and there was Sujin looking up at me with a big grin.
“Pretend we're dating.”
I awkwardly brushed back the hair from the side of her face.
“...You're pretty today too. My Su... Sujin...”
Sujin let out a small sigh and shook her head.
“So awkward. Huh? When are you gonna get used to it?”
The light turned green, and we crossed the crosswalk.
On the way to the cafe.
Sujin grumbled like she was throwing a tantrum.
“Ugh. If the girls start doing OnlyFans too, there won't be enough of Minwoo's cum left.”
“...Wouldn't one video a week each be fine?”
Sujin smirked.
“You think that'll fly? I post two or three, so of course they'll wanna do the same.”
“...”
True enough.
Suddenly something I'd been wondering popped into my head, so I asked Sujin.
“But aren't the girls not joining our channel? Did you talk to them?”
“Sigh. I brought it up. Like, since we're already doing this, wanna join our channel?”
“And?”
Honestly, we already had a grown channel, so it'd be a sweet deal for them.
“Ayoung said she'd do it solo, so Yujeong said fine, she'd go solo too. Aish, those idiots.”
Hm.
Wouldn't teaming up actually hurt Sujin more since she started first? They'd be the ones gaining. So why refuse?
Sujin grumbled on.
“They think they'll do even better on their own. Right?”
“...Yeah. Maybe.”
“Ugh. Kim Minwoo dick wasn't supposed to be on show. The girls taste it raw and lose their minds—”
“Shut it. Hush.”
I quickly covered Sujin's mouth.
Passersby glanced over as they walked by.
Sujin smacked my hand away.
“Hey, fuck. Don't touch my face. I did makeup.”
“...Yeah. Sorry.”
[Cafe Honeyed]
We arrived at the cafe.
Today was the day Sujin started her part-time gig here.
As we walked in, Yujeong spotted us and gave a knowing look.
Lunchtime, so the first floor was quiet. Soon it'd fill up with nearby office workers and students grabbing food, and get hectic.
“Come around this way.”
Yujeong beckoned Sujin behind the counter.
“Change into the uniform inside and put on an apron, then come out.”
“Kim Minwoo. Head up to the second floor and wait till I'm done. Got it?”
Sujin spouted her nonsense and headed into the break room.
Yujeong asked me.
“Want an iced Americano?”
“Thanks.”
She smirked and started making it.
“I finish at 3. Then I'll go home, grab my stuff right away.”
“No movers?”
“Sent most via delivery yesterday to your place. Just gotta bring the carry-on with essentials.”
“...”
“House looked nice. Let's all three get along with Ayoung, yeah?”
“...Rented a one-room on the third floor. Same terms as Sujin.”
Thud.
She set down the iced Americano.
As I reached for the coffee, Yujeong grabbed my wrist.
“What the fuck. Ayoung was for real? You bastard... You could do it this whole time...”
“Aaaah!”
I pretended my wrist hurt, and nearby customers turned to look.
Startled, Yujeong quickly let go.
I grinned and picked up the coffee.
“Thanks, I'll enjoy it.”
Yujeong gave an awkward smile and mumbled like a ventriloquist.
“You thith... thuck a plathe...”
“Ayoung's on the second floor, right?”
Still flustered, Yujeong just flashed an awkward smile, hyper-aware of the customers.
‘One-on-one is easy, though.’
I took my coffee and headed up to the second floor.
In one corner of the second floor, Lee Ayoung sat with her long, slender legs crossed, staring at her phone.
‘Wow, fuck. She's goddamn pretty.’
I approached her.
Kim Sujin greeted a customer.
“Ready to order?”
“One iced Americano, decaf, please.”
“Sir, right now only cold brew for decaf—is that okay?”
“Eh... Whatever. As long as it's decaf, right?”
“Yes, sir. Let me ring you up.”
Choi Yujeong watched from the back while handling other tasks.
‘Told her once... And she's nailing it.’
Kim Sujin was always like that.
Even starting the same as everyone else, she always picked it up fast and pulled ahead first.
Pretty, killer body. Good at studies.
Rich family.
Sweet to adults, got along with every kid.
But never a pushover—knew when to throw a fit.
No one took her lightly.
The most perfect girl Choi Yujeong knew.
Rich family, top uni—busy enough just enjoying college life.
Yet she insists on trying everything, even picking up a part-time job amid the chaos.
Choi Yujeong couldn't help but admire her while feeling a twinge of envy.
Just now, most would've griped “Aigoo, pricey” and bounced if only cold brew decaf.
But pretty Kim Sujin smiles and suggests it, and the guy customer swallows his pride, pays up with silent tears.
Back in middle school, when Yujeong saw Sujin bullying Kim Minwoo, it shocked her.
The perfect girl showing pure malice toward a cute boy.
Twisted affection and jealousy peeking through.
‘What. She's not perfect either?’
That somehow made her seem even more perfect.
Yujeong wanted to befriend her idol Kim Sujin, so she joined in bullying Kim Minwoo right beside her.
Sudden hits from behind. Nudging his head. Headlocks. Slapping his ass in the hallway.
Then one day, she realized.
Clearly.
Clearly, she didn't like Kim Minwoo as a guy.
But every time she touched him, it felt good.
Like an attachment doll.
Her mind eased up.
Wished he sat next to her.
Kim Minwoo was always paired with Kim Sujin.
Yujeong always had to watch the two from the back seat.
‘Fuck. Just date already. Cut it out.’
Her attachment doll getting bullied.
Like that, six years passed.
Somehow, it led to this situation.
First time hearing Sujin was filming porn with Kim Minwoo, Yujeong felt a bit jealous, honestly.
One was a track prodigy who quit because her tits and ass got too big, scraping by on part-time gigs.
Watching another same-delinquent path but striding elite life up close? Guts-twisting envy.
And now that Kim Sujin suddenly filming porn?
With Kim Minwoo, no less?
Go wreck your own life. Huh?
That's what she thought, a twinge of spite.
But after a quick raw fuck with Kim Minwoo recently, Choi Yujeong realized.
No. I'd been robbed again.
This time it was my turn with this cute doll.
My chance!
She was already part-timing near his house, and he'd drop by the cafe now and then even before Sujin called her in.
...If only she'd manned up first.
‘No. Hold on.’
OnlyFans wasn't locked to Kim Sujin.
‘She can do it with me too.’
No.
Bet he wants to with me.
Choi Yujeong felt inferior to Kim Sujin in many ways, but she prided herself on her body never falling short.
Plenty preferred her face over Sujin's depending on taste.
Guys at part-time often asked for her Insta or number.
‘If I say let's do it, he will.’
Kim Minwoo's a guy too.
Plus, hadn't done it in days, already made 300?
Even this gig with the recent raise didn't hit 300 a month.
Sujin wasn't pulling “Kim Minwoo dick's mine, dream on.”
Group chat hints at joining together.
Like “You too, money rolls in.”
And Ayoung jumping in too.
No reason for Choi Yujeong not to.
This time.
She really didn't want to get robbed.
Lee Ayoung was a princess.
Long straight hair. Pure and cute, yet an unwitting sexiness flowed from her eyes and lips.
If Kim Sujin exuded a fox-like, seductive allure, Lee Ayoung gave off a sweet, innocent princess vibe.
If Choi Yujeong captured men with boyish charm for specific tastes, Kim Sujin and Lee Ayoung split the majority's preferences right down the middle.
Now she was corrupted by the girls, swearing “fuck” casually like a fuck princess.
Before meeting Kim Sujin and Choi Yujeong in middle school, she was truly pure.
—Hey. Lee Ayoung? You're really pretty.
—...Y-yeah. Hi. Thanks... You're pretty too...
That first greeting with Kim Sujin.
Glancing at the guy next to her, Kim Minwoo, then turning back forward.
Lee Ayoung unconsciously put her hand to her chest.
Her cheeks were flushed, heart pounding away.
That was how she fell in love at first sight with Kim Minwoo.
From the next day, just overhearing Kim Minwoo and Sujin chatting from behind made her heart race anxiously with jealousy.
To a girl's eyes, Sujin clearly liked Minwoo.
Frustrating watching dumb Minwoo take it.
She endured, wanting to tell Sujin to stop bullying Minwoo.
But couldn't.
At that age, girls' cliques in class were crucial. Sujin politically dominated the whole class like a queen bee.
Lee Ayoung instinctively knew crossing her meant no good end.
Yeah.
‘Might as well.’
Befriend Kim Sujin.
Join the bullying from the side, bide her time.
Free Minwoo from Sujin someday.
Wait for the day to make him hers.
In time, Ayoung realized something.
One day she sent Kim Minwoo on a snack run errand.
At least then, no bullying from Sujin.
So she started giving him small tasks one by one.
Borrow gym clothes or textbooks from other classes. Do her homework. Take her cleaning duty.
Started light, just enough to dodge Sujin's bullying.
But seeing him meekly obey Sujin and Yujeong pissed her off.
Later, even Sujin said, “Hey, Minwoo, ease up on using him.” That's how princess-like she bossed her servant.
In that time, her love warped into twisted possessiveness.
Even reached the point of enjoying treating Minwoo like a servant.
She vaguely sensed her own issues.
‘Yeah. Just graduate high school.’
Then Sujin would naturally drift from Minwoo.
Come vacation, call him out—even if she had to pounce and steal his lips, make him hers.
Then no need to find joy in this bullshit anymore.
But fuck.
They got into the same uni?
And that bitch Kim Sujin pulled some next-level shit as always.
First heard, thought it was a joke.
OnlyFans. Filming porn together.
Never even dreamed it.
Made her reflect on thinking snatching his lips would claim Kim Minwoo.
‘Fuck bitch.’
No more concessions.
Over six years crushing? Patient enough.
Raw with Minwoo, first real climax squirting—nailed it home.
Of course Kim Sujin and Choi Yujeong were precious friends no question.
But no more.
‘Kim Minwoo's mine.’
I liked him first.
I gotta have him.
Right?
Yeah.
Whenever those thoughts hit, Lee Ayoung bit her trembling fingernails, desperately trying to rein in the unstoppable flood.
‘I liked him first I liked him first Kim Sujin Choi Yujeong crazy bitches know nothing about Kim Minwoo deluding themselves they like him sticking close bullying sweet Minwoo fuck bitches I know what games Minwoo likes what food he likes even greeted his parents those shit cunts with just big tits and ass strutting think they can wag tail at Minwoo gonna kill em Minwoo's mine I'm taking him.’