Chapter 20
Chapter 20
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 20
Chapter Title: Freshman Blitz (2)
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"Yaaawn... so sleepy."
"..."
"But what's up with Chae-rin? She hasn't come to school for two days straight and isn't replying to messages?"
"Yeah, weird."
Lion University Economics Department building.
The 20-year-old Park Si-young was waiting for her next class after lunch.
But her classmate Lee Chae-rin wasn't responding in the group chat either, and just like on Monday, she hadn't shown up to the lecture hall today.
The other classmates just figured something must've come up and didn't think much more of it.
Only the guys who had a crush on her seemed to care about where she was.
Of course, Si-young was a little different.
'No way.'
She tried denying her own wild imagination first. But she couldn't help worrying.
For some reason, it felt connected to Park Won-jun, the guy she was in an improper relationship with.
If Won-jun was targeting a pretty freshman like Chae-rin, he'd definitely go after her.
A scenario immediately came to mind when she put herself in Chae-rin's place.
Won-jun having violent sex with Chae-rin.
Compared to how he'd been somewhat gentle with her the first and second times, what if he'd unleashed his monstrous lust on Chae-rin right from day one, like that seventh ejaculation day?
That would be more than enough reason not to show up to school. The shock would be immense.
"Whoa, look at all the guys freaking out now that she's not here. Totally different world, huh."
"Nah, it's just 'cause she's a classmate."
"You wouldn't get it, Si-young, being in the same boat. Us plain girls can't even imagine."
"Pfft."
Si-young waved it off in denial.
Of course, by guys' standards—no, even girls saw it—Chae-rin and Si-young were similar.
A destined fate of special treatment based on looks alone.
The only difference was that everyone knew Si-young had a boyfriend from the start, so guys weren't approaching her much.
If word got out that she'd broken up and she removed her boyfriend's pic from her profile, messages from tons of guys would flood in.
"Hey, you hear about that?"
"Huh?"
"That senior Park Won-jun from '22—they say he's way richer than he looks."
"What?"
"Dude, he has a car and all, but last time some '22 girls were eating with him and they went into that luxury department store VIP lounge. The place you need to drop 100 million won a year to access. Insane, right?"
"Whoa... impressive."
Stuff she already knew.
But Si-young flinched at her classmate's words.
She herself had entered that lounge a few times using Won-jun's VIP status.
"And he has VIP at Chanel, Hermès, places like that. Something huge with his personal business blew up. Total baller. Does he have a girlfriend? Maybe dating Chae-rin like we saw?"
"N-no way."
Si-young bit her lip without realizing.
There was a scenario she hadn't considered.
What if Won-jun didn't have a girlfriend at all, or they'd broken up? Come to think of it, she hadn't seen him buying gifts for a girl since that day. No girlfriend profile pic either.
If he had no girlfriend and just wanted to mess around with this girl and that...
She was just one of many women to him, he'd gotten bored of her body already, and saw Chae-rin as her replacement?
"..."
'No, that's ridiculous.'
Then she'd just be one of the girls he'd devoured.
And in the most perversely unimaginable ways, at that.
"Si-young? You okay? You look sick."
"Oh, no, just... the cold noodles aren't sitting right."
Si-young's expression darkened quickly.
Her tolerance for life had risen so much from being with Won-jun.
A world she should've only admired from afar, but she'd experienced it.
It might all disappear.
And the huge humiliation she might feel as a woman could be reality.
"..."
Right before class started.
Si-young picked up her phone.
"Ahng! Aaang!"
Slap slap slap.
The sound of flesh colliding and the woman's melting moans filled the room.
"Hoo, feels so good."
Park Won-jun spoke in an admiring tone.
Sex with Park Min-ju never got old, no matter how many times.
"Ack! Go easy!"
"What can I do when you taste this good."
"Ugh, seriously!"
Twenty minutes ago, he'd made Min-ju climax, and now Won-jun was enjoying selfish sex.
Watching Min-ju's face twist from the pounding was a gourmet delight.
"Fucking Min-ju's pussy during free period? The best."
"Sh-shut up, ahng!"
Even as he spewed vulgarities, Won-jun's cock didn't let up.
Min-ju couldn't resist at all.
"Can I cum inside?"
"..."
"Urgh."
Won-jun made a satisfied face and, as always, dumped a thick load inside Min-ju.
"Aah, love getting permission for a creampie with Min-ju."
"Hah, shut your bullshit. You'd cum anyway even if I said no."
"True that."
Smack.
Won-jun chuckled and kissed Min-ju.
"Now clean up."
"Fuck, gross."
Min-ju grumbled but sucked Won-jun's cock clean.
Ever since that facial creampie, Won-jun made her do cleanup blowjobs whenever.
"Slurp."
"Good girl."
"Gah, don't touch my hair."
Min-ju cleaned every drop with her mouth. Won-jun patted her head approvingly.
'The best.'
She did everything he asked, but with that contemptuous glare.
Too happy.
And with Min-ju's near-ideal beauty, it drove Won-jun even crazier.
"Eat up."
"..."
Late lunch after washing up.
Won-jun set delivery food in front of Min-ju with the gentlest eyes.
Rib platter and pasta.
Modern times meant even family restaurant food delivered.
"Your eyes look red. Tired?"
"Yeah, been exhausted. Lots of studying."
"Should take some herbal meds. Don't know much, so check out a clinic nearby."
"...Okay."
Where was the guy who'd ravaged her in bed moments ago? Won-jun treated her with utmost care.
Even calling her to his place downstairs felt like hosting a precious guest, not a fuck buddy.
Min-ju still couldn't get used to Won-jun's extreme contrasts.
"You're retaking the TOEIC, right?"
"Yeah."
"Our smart Min-ju will ace it."
"Smart my ass."
"Need more money lately?"
"Got too much leftover."
"Really?"
Won-jun scratched his head.
Earning too much, spending freely—his sense of money was off.
"Take care of your health, study hard. You have that nursing exam, right?"
"Nursing exam's not hard. Fail that and you're just dumb."
"Oh? Good to hear."
"What's good about it."
"Gotta fuck you in a nurse outfit next year. Was worried you might not pass."
"Eww, gross."
Min-ju glared at Won-jun mid-pasta bite.
Empathizing with her nursing studies, caring, yet fantasizing about fucking her in uniform.
That was Won-jun's way with Min-ju.
'Annoying.'
Min-ju kept frowning.
He said mean things often, but empathizing with her tough college life like this?
No other guy had shown such deep interest.
"Min-ju."
"What."
"Can I scold you a bit?"
"...Go ahead."
Scolding a same-age peer? Absurd, but Min-ju rolled with it.
"Told you to rack up department store sales faster."
"Ah..."
"Hard request? Hmm?"
"No, uh."
Won-jun reached out as if scolding, stroking her breasts.
Times like this, he treated her like an object, not a woman.
"Full sets from head to toe, at least ten by next month. More's fine. Buy summer stuff early."
"...Got it."
"And send fitting room pics every time you buy."
"Okay."
Won-jun gave her his card for shopping when he wasn't around.
Condition: Send outfit pics each time.
No budget worries.
But Min-ju still wasn't fully complying.
"To make my heart race when you show up at my door."
"You're insane."
Min-ju shuddered at the cringey words.
It'd eased a bit, but Won-jun still demanded she dress up for visits.
"Man, you'll be so sexy in summer. Buy a bikini early, even if no pool."
"Here, eat this quick."
Min-ju tossed a rib onto Won-jun's plate.
Won-jun grinned.
At first, he just wanted to keep fucking her regularly.
Didn't expect time outside sex to be this fun.
"I'll get the next one!"
"Nah, you're a freshman. What money?"
"Hehe."
In front of a nice restaurant in Wangsimni.
During lunch break, Park Won-jun finished eating with Jung Yu-na, a 21-year-old freshman from the Korean Literature Department, class of '25.
A girl from the same club.
Long straight hair, slightly revealing outfit even in March.
Striking looks, and Won-jun's aggressive approach led to this meal.
'Damn, they're huge.'
Yu-na wasn't top-tier beauty like his recent conquests. Height maybe over 160cm?
But her chest was bigger than any girl's he'd had.
Perfect for Won-jun, who craved busty girls lately.
And she fell easily—seemed like smooth sailing.
Forcing open a fresh 20-year-old was great, but easy lays had their place.
"See you this weekend then?"
"Yeah!"
"Dinner and drinks okay? Love lounge bars on weekends."
"Totally!"
Yu-na smiled with a hint of allure.
'Nice.'
Won-jun expected it'd be comfy.
"Ahem."
On the way home after school.
'Oh, right.'
Won-jun had something on his mind.
[Park Si-young: Oppa, busy lately? I'm bored lol.]
"..."
No reply to Si-young.
Simple reason.
Nothing to say.
But days since they met, and she messages like this?
Won-jun thought of Lee Chae-rin, whom he'd fucked till collapse recently.
Ah, one reason for delayed replies: nothing to say.
'Still.'
The spark had faded a bit, but girls like Si-young were rare.
First girl he slept with here. Had a boyfriend too. Treat her special.
Meet up soon.
"...Huh?"
Heading to his car, Won-jun spotted an Ntube channel.
[Lion U Dance Goddess OMG.]
Typical Shorts title.
But views: 1.33 million.
'Class of '24, Song Hyun-ah.'
Won-jun confirmed the pretty coed's name and browsed comments.
-So pretty...
-Unnie you're too gorgeous ㅠㅠ
-Who gets a girl like this
-Standards sky-high probably
-Lion U, don't be pretty...
-Wtf, celeb vibe, promoting or what
"..."
Won-jun couldn't stop his lips from curling.
'Driving me crazy.'
Bob cut, small face. Clearly tall too.
Great looks, but what excited Won-jun most was the comments.
So many praising her.
The thrill of fucking a girl all these guys wanted. Nothing better.
'Alright.'
Fucking a Dance major in college? A must.
Won-jun decided to make a plan.