Chapter 5
Chapter 5
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 5
Chapter Title: Female Delinquents Eat Me Up
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A few days had passed.
School life was still the same as ever.
The only change was... maybe exchanging nods with those guys from the soccer game?
After just one game of soccer, it felt awkward for me to approach them, and probably for them to approach me too.
If I kept joining in on soccer regularly, we might get friendly, but I didn't really want to do that again.
So, my loner life continued.
"Central club recruitment! Come listen to our pitch!"
Starting around yesterday, a few booths had been set up along the path to the lecture halls.
Central clubs recruiting new members!
They said other clubs would start recruiting properly next week... I was kinda curious.
If I joined one, could I escape being a loner?
'No way...'
I was too scared to even join a department club.
It made me nervous just thinking about it.
They said if you don't join now, you'd be a loner for all four years... Nah, that couldn't be true, right?
It'd be nice to have a cozy department lounge or club room.
But with not too many people.
Somewhere like a relaxing lounge where I could stretch out comfortably.
...Not that a place like that existed.
The biggest stress right now was having nowhere to go during free periods.
Wasn't this the biggest difference from high school?
You couldn't just hole up in a lecture hall all day at university.
Classes were usually back-to-back, so you had to keep moving.
Even if you found an empty room, it felt weird.
Staring at your phone endlessly made your soul drift away, wondering, 'What am I even doing here?'
If I lived nearby off-campus, I could nap in my room or something.
"Ughhh..."
Nothing for it.
I'd just have to keep wandering like this.
Still no word from Yi Ju-ha.
She said she'd contact me when it was done... but it probably wasn't something you could whip up quickly.
Yi Ju-ha editing... Hmm... She didn't seem like the type who could do that at all.
I had this uneasy feeling she'd outsourced it to someone.
No way she'd hand off footage of herself getting off to some freelancer, right? Even if she was hot-tempered...
Anyway, that was that. Now where to go?
Another three-hour free period. PC bang was too much of a hassle to head down to now.
Maybe check out some club consultations?
'KakaoTalk!'
Huh? What the.
A vague sense of dread flashed through my mind.
I never got KakaoTalks. It felt like it might be from one of the delinquents.
[Yu In-ha: Hey]
[Yu In-ha: Hey, you punk]
...Chills. Well, no one else would message me anyway.
Two of the delinquents ended up at the same university as me.
One of them being Yu In-ha.
How to describe her personality?
Maybe the most normal of the bunch, in a way.
Rude, tends to rank people, picks fights and explodes right away?
With all the other crazies around, this level actually put her on the saner side of the delinquents.
But while her personality was middling, her brain wiring wasn't normal.
She had weird curiosities.
Like how long a mosquito could survive if you trapped it and extracted its saliva.
Or wondering how tough you could get from getting hit.
Or suddenly standing up in the middle of class and just staring blankly to see how the teacher would react.
Just off the top of my head, there were dozens.
Sometimes she'd flap her arms asking how many seconds a human could fly...
Or put on a huge show claiming she'd catch any wasp that flew into the classroom first...
That stuff was just cute, relatively.
The most dangerous time was when she got fixated on sexual curiosities.
When she lunged at her delinquent friends' chests wondering if boobs tasted different, they all called her a psycho bitch.
She did a hundred squats testing how big an ass could get and ended up in the hospital with a dislocated pelvis.
At least it was better when she was only interested in girls.
The crisis hit when she turned her curiosity to guys' bodies.
Specifically, that phase where she wondered what a guy's was like.
She was friendly with the delinquent guys, but probably too awkward to ask them to whip it out.
Then she remembered I existed.
I still can't forget Yu In-ha smirking like that.
Do guys' chests taste the same? Are male nipples sensitive too?
How big can a guy's down there get? If you pull on it, could it stretch to 30cm monster size?
If you keep touching it, could it stay hard for 24 hours straight?
I ran like a madman.
Just once! Let me touch it once! Just once!
She charged at me aggressively at first, but later got tired and stopped chasing.
"Fuck... Just let me touch it, you fucking tease..."
"You bastard... You're hurting my pride so bad..."
"You prick... I'd make you feel good too, you fucking tease..."
Her eyes blazing as she muttered that nonstop—it was unbearable.
If I'd held out longer, Yi Ju-ha might've ripped my pants off yelling, "Fuck, it's not gonna wear out—show me already!"
Seemed better to cooperate before the humiliation got worse.
I vaguely remember that one-on-one secret time... cooperating briefly.
This was still a secret even the other girls didn't know.
Or not? She might've blabbed behind my back. Fuck.
Did it feel good?
No.
I thought it might at first, but her curiosity started veering into dangerous territory...
When it got risky, I ran away again.
Once her basic curiosities were satisfied, she didn't demand anything after that.
[Yu In-ha: Hey, you asleep?]
Back to reality.
Thinking about that time made my lower back tingle.
If she found out about the video with Yi Ju-ha... what crazy curiosity would spark then?
Best to keep it hidden.
[Uh, what's up?]
I stopped walking and replied first.
She'd never messaged me privately since starting college.
Didn't feel like one of her weird curiosity triggers.
But... hmm... my instincts were tingling.
[Yu In-ha: Lol what's up, you taking the Comprehensive Basics Lecture, right?]
Fuck, called it.
Probably asking if I did the assignment.
Even if departments differ, there are common basic liberal arts classes.
Especially this godsend four-credit class that's only two and a half hours: "Comprehensive Basics Lecture."
I heard some people got Thursday-Friday free periods just because of it.
Problem was the shit-ton of assignments. Especially math and physics ones—your hair falls out.
I barely understood math or physics, but the assignments piled up like mountains.
Of course, I busted my ass Googling for answers.
Lots of times no solutions, so I dug through English sites too...
If nothing, I used math Q&A apps or knowledge iN sites. Fuck, did I come to study or to Google?
[Yeah, taking it... why?]
[Yu In-ha: You do the assignment? Lol]
Fuck, throwing in lol's unlike her usual self.
Yu In-ha probably couldn't solve even one—she doesn't know shit like Googling.
Can't skip though, or your grade tanks.
But she'd bomb the exam anyway—why bother with assignments?
Saying that would get me beat to death.
[Yeah, did it... Want to see?]
She'd ask anyway, so might as well play generous.
Replied, and boom—response in one second.
[Yu In-ha: Yes yes yes where where where!]
[Engineering building lounge, 5th floor.]
[Yu In-ha: On my way now.]
No big deal showing one person...
Common class with tons of students—probably graded by different TAs.
Might be fine if not 100% copied.
I sat quietly in the lounge waiting for Yu In-ha.
Actually, this worked out well?
Nothing to do anyway—time would pass quick...
"Hey, Yi Jun-hyeong!"
Soon enough, a cheerful Yu In-ha grinned and strode over.
I'd braced for "Hey, loser!" or "Hey, bread shuttle!" but thankfully not here.
Yu In-ha in a white tee, jeans, and her department hoodie.
Something about the look intimidated me.
She was definitely popular. Probably tons of friends?
Not just fashion—face, hair, the whole vibe screamed insider.
Even without friends, she'd be an insider. Not a loser. That's what mattered.
Made me slouch thinking of my own look.
"Wow, your fashion is straight-up loser trash. What're we gonna do with you?"
No fuck! Straight to the insults. I know, you hag!
Ignoring my sulk, she plopped down laughing heartily.
"How much of the assignment did you do? Half?"
"All of it."
Her eyes widened at my answer.
Then she slapped my arm, cooing "Oooong."
"Hey, Yi Jun-hyeong. You're useful for this stuff. Found your talent?"
Was that a compliment or an insult?
I sighed inwardly and pulled the assignment from my bag.
Fuck, even in college, bread shuttle duty never ends.
"Oooong!"
She made a huge fuss grabbing it.
Flipped through pages like it was some artifact, muttering.
"Wow, amazing. Totally amazing."
Like she'd found some rare relic.
Soon pulled out her notebook, prepping to copy.
"Hey, with you around, no more assignment worries! Total godsend!"
What the—?!
True, but you don't say it out loud!
"Oops."
She realized her slip, gave an awkward grin.
Yu In-ha's grown up a bit.
In high school, it'd be "What the fuck! Can't share? Show-off prick."
Now she knew she couldn't bully so hard... felt a little different.
"Joking. Joking.
Hey, I'll send a gift card. You go to Starbucks?"
This bitch trying to bribe me with coffee?
"...I'll send chicken. What kind?"
"Spicy mixed."
"Got it. That one."
She focused, starting to copy my assignment.
Her handwriting's all crooked...
"You know not to copy 100%, right?
Change it bit by bit."
"For real? Okay okay, no worries."
Fuck, she'll probably copy verbatim despite saying that.
Eh, too many people—doubt they check each one. I gave up and pulled out my phone.
Scribble scribble.
Scribble.
The calm copying sounds, occasional eraser noises when she messed up.
Outside gradually darkening.
Wasn't a bad feeling, actually. Better than PC bang gaming alone—passing time like this felt okay.
Standing around blankly stressing where to go was the worst.
"Ah... Too much."
Yu In-ha groaned.
It was a lot. Dumped all at once, and weighted more than midterms, so had to do it.
"Take it and copy the rest later."
"Should I?"
She nodded, packing up my papers carefully.
...She won't lose it, right? If she does, delinquent or not, I'll make her pay! ...If I can.
"Ugh, tired!"
She stretched and stood.
Timing was awkward. About 30 minutes till evening class.
"Hey, I'll buy coffee. Let's go!"
"I don't drink coffee."
"Get iced tea then."
"Uh..."
That works.
I slouched, grabbed my bag, and followed her.
Sunset settling outside. Already darkish, streetlights flickering on.
Walking side-by-side with Yu In-ha felt weird.
Different from high school.
She probably thought nothing of it.
'What's this loser up to?'
Passing guys gave varied looks.
Obvious loser—why walking together? What's his deal?
Shoulders didn't straighten. Fuck, obvious loser and insider.
"So, any hot guys in your department?"
Heading to the cafe, she asked curiously.
Hot guys?
Hmm, quite a few, I think. Saw some during soccer. Pretty good for engineering.
"A few, yeah."
"Friends with 'em?"
"Not really."
"Useless."
Fuck, you said I was helpful earlier!
Her trash talk habit unchanged.
"Hey, lure some in. Let's do a mixer."
Surprising. Thought she'd done tons already.
Well, early semester—maybe tough still.
"3-on-3 perfect.
I'll get two, you get two."
"I... uh..."
"True, you'd trash the vibe."
...Fuck. Fact, can't argue.
She stroked her chin, pursing lips.
"Wait, shouldn't I get someone like you?
You two hit it off.
Us with us, you with you."
"Uh..."
Totally bomb squad treatment.
Not that pairing me with a hot off-department girl made sense.
"You need a girlfriend too, dude. How long you gonna stay solo? Huh?"
Stop roasting...
Got nagged all the way to the cafe—mind numb.
"Lure guys for mixers, make friends.
Set up mixers, get a girlfriend.
Where else you find a girl like me?"
"Mm..."
"But that loser condom fashion's gotta go first.
Where'd you get that hobo shit?"
"Mom bought it."
"..."
Even her trash talk paused before that.
"You're old enough to pick your own. That's why no girlfriend."
"Yeah..."
"No girl friends? Sisters?"
"Nope."
"Fuck."
She sighed like it was killing her more.
Then eyes lit up, "Ah!" mouth agape.
"Hey. I'll pick clothes for you."
"Huh?"
Why would you.
"Fix that loser condom fashion.
Instead of gift card. Deal?"
If you regret the gift card, just say so...
Tempting though. Already stressing what to wear.
Always sneak peeks at others' clothes after PE.
Wondering where they buy that stuff.
"Clear your schedule day after tomorrow. Knock it out in one go."
"Okay..."
"Bring your card. Buy what we need."
"Uh..."
She won't rob me... right? Never taken money before, so probably fine.
"Or maybe it's your face. Worthless anyway.
Get a plastic surgery quote?"
...You fucking bitch.