Chapter 8
Translator - Zofu
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Today, the male students' gazes felt even hotter than usual.
The more she felt those stares, the more she felt her panties slowly getting wet.
Especially Geum Tae-yang's gaze—it was the most intense. It was a look that seemed ready to rape her at any moment.
Whenever she made eye contact with Geum Tae-yang, she flinched and looked away.
'What is with that look...'
Thankfully, the bell rang.
An Juri, finished with class, quickly packed her things and fled the classroom.
***
The lecture went in one ear and out the other. Classes were boring as shit, but there was something to enjoy in watching An Juri's figure.
'That ass looks like it needs a good spanking.'
The other guys around me were probably thinking the same thing.
At the same time, it was kind of amazing that a teacher like her was at this shithole school.
And as class went on, something about Teacher An Juri started feeling a little off.
Starting with the faint flush on her face to occasionally rubbing her legs together, it was almost like...
'she's in heat?'
But he quickly shook off the thought. There was no way a pervert who got off while teaching existed in this world. Especially not a beauty like her.
Though it was suspicious how she'd occasionally meet his eyes then look away startled.
Before long, the bell rang.
Most of the male students, including me, watched An Juri leave with regret.
He thought about following her and saying something.
He got right up, followed Teacher An Juri, and called out.
"Teacher."
At his call, Teacher An Juri turned around with a haughty expression and said.
"What is it?"
"I had a question about the lesson. Can I ask it?"
"Ah, sorry. I'm a bit busy right now, so I'll hear it later."
With a face that showed no real regret, An Juri quickly left.
Watching An Juri leave, he muttered.
"Interesting. She really is in heat."
When he got close to An Juri, his sensitive nose caught the scent of a female in heat.
He watched An Juri disappear from sight, wondering how he could use this.
Then he realized there was no need to think about it.
'I'll just fuck her.'
The decision was made, but he fell into contemplation about when to do it.
He could wait for class to end and secretly follow her, but something about that didn't sit right with him.
'A female teacher would taste best if you fuck her at school.'
He wondered if there wasn't a way to fuck An Juri at school.
No matter how much he thought, nothing came to mind right away.
He figured he'd need to keep thinking about it for now. He went back to his seat. Before long, the hellish class started again.
***
"Hahh—."
Choi Seong-joon exhaled cigarette smoke with a miserable expression. Around him, Kim Hyun-gu and Nam Min-gyu were also smoking.
"Seong-joon, you just gonna keep taking this shit? Your brother was bragging about joining an organization last time. Ask him for help."
"Fuck. My brother said he'll kill me if I contact him lately, he's so busy."
"So what? You just gonna keep getting beat up?"
"Ah, fuck, don't just bitch at me, you guys think of something too."
When Choi Seong-joon snapped at him with an annoyed face, Nam Min-gyu got a little scared and shut up.
Then Kim Hyun-gu, who had been listening, spoke up with his own idea.
"How about asking Seung-chan hyung?"
"Seung-chan hyung?"
"Yeah. If it's Seung-chan hyung and his crew, that bastard won't stand a chance, right?"
Choi Seong-joon was tempted by Kim Hyun-gu's words.
"Well, it's embarrassing, but I guess I have to ask."
He immediately pulled out his smartphone from his pocket and pressed the contact saved as "Psycho."
The ringtone sounded, and soon a gruff man's voice came through.
"Hyung. It's me, Seong-joon. Can I ask you for a favor?"
***
All the classes were over. Without any particular baggage, he left the classroom empty-handed.
He was passing through the schoolyard, about to go past the main gate.
A group of eight guys blocked his path. And among them, he saw Choi Seong-joon standing with a triumphant expression, along with his lackeys One and Two.
He'd been gone all day, and now he thought Seong-joon had brought some guys to jump him.
"Seong-joon, trying to start shit again?"
"Shut up! You're fucked today!"
"Me?"
"Yeah, you fucking Squirtle-looking bastard. You know Seung-chan hyung, right? He wants to see you, so come with us."
He thought hard about who this Seung-chan was that Choi Seong-joon mentioned. But no matter how much he thought, he didn't know who it was. So he asked directly.
"Who's Seung-chan?"
"Huh...? You don't know Seung-chan hyung...?"
The guy who'd been slightly flustered by his words suddenly got annoyed and said.
"Just shut up and come with us!."
He couldn't understand why they thought he'd just go along. Plus, seeing that triumphant Choi Seong-joon, he couldn't hold back and quickly moved in, kicking him in the stomach.
"Guehk"
He rolled about twice with a pig-like sound before stopping. And seeing Choi Seong-joon get hit, his lackeys rushed in.
Maybe because they had numbers on their side, but Kim Hyun-gu and Nam Min-gyu, who'd gotten beaten up a few days ago and were still at it, seemed like they hadn't come to their senses yet. So he quickly took out the other guys in one hit each and focused on pounding Kim Hyun-gu and Nam Min-gyu.
Teachers and students gradually gathered at the main gate to watch Choi Seong-joon's crew get beaten. With so many people around, he gave them a moderate beating, then grabbed the still-suffering Choi Seong-joon, clutching his stomach, by the collar and spoke.
"Gurk..."
"Hey, take me to this Seung-chan or whatever."
He followed Choi Seong-joon. Not far away, an abandoned building came into view. When Choi Seong-joon arrived at the abandoned building, he fled inside. And the other kids, seeing Seong-joon run, rushed after him.
He followed them inside the building.
Going inside, he saw about twenty guys and girls sitting around smoking cigarettes.
And he saw the escaped Choi Seong-joon saying something to a man with a buzz cut and tattoos all over his body.
The man listening to Choi Seong-joon gave him a pathetic look, then turned his gaze toward him.
"You the one who beat up Seong-joon?"
At the tattooed man's words, he gave a slight nod.
"Ha, you little shit, nodding your head like that?"
As the tattooed man started to get up, a voice came from the left, where some girls were gathered together.
"Wow! He's so hot! Hey, what's your name?"
He turned toward the voice and was amazed.
"Oh!"
Among the group of about eight girls, there was a beauty who rivaled An Juri. He looked over her appearance carefully. She seemed to be mixed-race, with blonde hair and blue eyes. A beauty mixed between Western and Eastern.
Losing interest in the tattooed man, he looked at the girl and spoke.
"I'm Geum Tae-yang. What's your name?"
"Me? Park Ah-young! But why are you speaking casually to me?"
She seemed unhappy about his informal speech, puffing up her cheeks.
That cute look made him like her even more.
"Cute. Want to be mine?"
"Huh? Out of nowhere?"
As he thought the flustered Park Ah-young looked cute, the ignored tattooed man launched a surprise attack with a flushed, angry face.
"Die!!"
He easily dodged the guy's attack and struck his jaw.
-Thud
The kids around him looked on in shock at the tattooed man collapsed from the jaw strike. Then the guys who'd been watching rushed in to join the fight.
He knocked out all the guys who were no match for him, then sat on the sofa where the tattooed man had been sitting earlier.
"Wow! You're an amazing fighter! It's so cool how everyone dropped so fast when Seung-chan and his guys went at you!"
Unlike the others, Park Ah-young didn't seem to care much about the situation, exclaiming with a bright voice.
"Don't you care that your friends just got beat up?"
"Well, they don't look that hurt, and they beat up kids all the time anyway. So what if they get hit a little."
Her answer made him like her even more.
"So, do you have a boyfriend?"
"No!"
"With that face, and you still don't have a boyfriend?"
"Yeah! There are no good-looking guys, so I rejected them all!"
"Really? Then what about me?"
"You pass!"
Her saying he "passed" put him in a good mood. He grabbed Park Ah-young's arm and pulled her toward him.
Park Ah-young was flustered by his sudden action, but she didn't seem to dislike it.
"So. You're mine starting today?"
"Ehh~ I'm not really into guys who just do whatever they want."
She was playing hard to get, testing him. He grabbed the chin of Park Ah-young, who spoke as if gauging his reaction, and made eye contact. He could feel her fluster at his action.
"Um... Could you let go of thi... Hrmm!?"
He kissed Park Ah-young as she spoke. At the sudden kiss, Park Ah-young's pupils widened in surprise, her whole body shaking in a frenzy.
He grabbed the waist of her squirming body and lifted her onto his thigh. The soft sensation of her ass could be felt through his thigh.
And Park Ah-young's lips, now straddling his thigh, parted momentarily. He slipped his tongue right in.
Whether it was her first kiss or not, Park Ah-young was terrible at kissing. But her mouth still tasted good.
-Smooch!
As he kissed Park Ah-young, he slowly lowered the hand wrapped around her waist toward her ass, carefully groping it.
"...Hrnn!"
He could feel that Park Ah-young was starting to enjoy the kiss too. Her pure white arms wrapped around his neck, and she began kissing him more actively than before.