The Leverage
This place was a corner tucked away from the bustling streets. Right beside it, the neon signs blazed brightly, illuminating the world, but here there wasn't even a single streetlight. We had to rely on the faint glow spilling from far away. The spot was completely neglected and filthy. The ground was littered with cigarette butts and all kinds of trash.
“You fucking… If Eun-ji shows up, you’re seriously dead, you know that!?”
She kept shouting until the very end. And yet she couldn’t do a damn thing herself. The only thing she had to rely on was Park Eun-ji.
“…Hey! Kim Do-hyun!”
“Hah! Right? Eun-ji’s here now, you idiot~”
Choi Ji-young looked triumphant. It made sense—Park Eun-ji was standing right behind her, so that kind of reaction was understandable. But the one who emerged from the darkness was Park Eun-ji herself.
“Haa, ha… hoo, haaa….”
She was panting hard. Her face was too shadowed to see clearly, but the silhouette was unmistakably Park Eun-ji. She was probably scowling deeply, glaring at me like she wanted to kill me.
“Eun-ji~!!”
Choi Ji-young ran straight toward her. I just stood there and let her go.
“Th-that bastard! The second you weren’t around, he just—!”
She repeated everything she’d already told Eun-ji over the phone, twisting the order of events and conveniently leaving out the parts where she’d been the one provoking me. The fact that I’d touched her chest stayed, but the part where she’d told me to grab her tits first conveniently disappeared. It was true that I’d been a little forceful, but the way Choi Ji-young was painting me as some kind of rapist didn’t sit right with me.
“…That’s it?”
“You fucking bastard! You think you can still walk around this neighborhood after pulling that shit!?”
She wasn’t wrong. If her friends bought into that clever mix of lies and half-truths and came rushing over, my life would turn into a complete shitshow in an instant.
Thud— Thud— Thud—
I walked forward. Slowly, steadily, I approached the two of them.
“…You fuck! What the hell are you so proud of that you’re walking around with your head held high!?”
Choi Ji-young shouted, clearly annoyed by my defiant attitude. She’d probably imagined me dropping to my knees on this filthy ground, crying and begging.
“Eun-ji, haven’t you been going way too easy on this guy lately? This bastard used to not even be able to look you in the eye, and now he’s glaring at his owner like this!”
Queen, owner—those words referred to how Park Eun-ji used to boss me around. She might’ve secretly enjoyed that kind of talk and those looks back then, but now those days were nothing more than buried memories.
“Eun-ji! Just beat the shit out of him! Make sure he never crawls back up again!”
She must’ve been really pissed that I touched her chest. Well, she’d been the one running her mouth about how a loser like me shouldn’t even dream of it, so her anger was understandable to some extent. But there was one thing Choi Ji-young was overlooking. I used to be a loser, sure, but that didn’t mean I still was. Just today, I’d fucked Park Eun-ji’s older sister right in front of her. And now that the other party was Park Eun-ji herself, there was no reason I couldn’t do the same to her. I was just biding my time until the moment was right.
We’d already seen each other completely naked. That fact weighed on us far more than anything else. The girl who used to tremble beneath me no longer scared me. The one wondering how to spread her legs for me was Park Eun-ji. Our positions had flipped a long time ago. The loser who only ever got pushed around was gone.
“Hey, Park Eun-ji.”
“…Stop it.”
Park Eun-ji stepped in front of Choi Ji-young. Her trembling eyes looked genuinely frightened.
“Stop what.”
“…Tell him to stop messing with Ji-young.”
“Ugh, Eun-ji! Can’t you just beat him up already?! Since when do you talk things out like this!?”
Choi Ji-young was too worked up to notice the shift in the air. If she’d seen the way Park Eun-ji looked like she was about to cry, she never would’ve raised her voice like that.
“…Just… don’t mess with Ji-young.”
“Eun-ji! That bastard’s your shuttle, remember?! He touched my tits! And you’re really gonna let it slide with just this!?”
Choi Ji-young was furious. She probably thought Park Eun-ji was acting strange. And right now, that strangeness was the real problem. Choi Ji-young should’ve been begging, but instead she was throwing a tantrum without realizing her place—or her friend’s.
“…Ji-young. You stop too. Let’s just go.”
“Eun-ji! No way! We have to beat that bastard up!”
Eventually, Park Eun-ji was the one holding Choi Ji-young back. I could see exactly what she was worried about. I fiddled with the phone in my pocket, glancing back and forth between the two of them as Choi Ji-young kept causing a scene.
“Ji-young.”
“…What the fuck are you calling my name for, you piece of shit!?”
Once someone hated you, everything you did looked hateful. The way Choi Ji-young was flipping out just because I said her name made it seem like no one could stop her.
“Your tits were pretty big, by the way.”
“Y-you fucking bastard! Did you hear that, Eun-ji?! You heard what this asshole just said!”
She looked even more disgusted by my comment.
“You’re really just gonna stand there and let him get away with this?! Seriously!?”
Choi Ji-young shouted at Park Eun-ji, who was holding her back from behind. She struggled to break free and ended up elbowing Eun-ji in the face with a sharp thud.
“Ah, uh….”
Choi Ji-young looked shocked. She probably hadn’t meant to do it, but the important part was that she’d just hit Park Eun-ji.
“…You fucking bitch. I told you to stop, didn’t I?”
“Ah, uh, ugh, Eun-ji….”
Park Eun-ji’s pent-up anger finally exploded, and it was directed straight at Choi Ji-young. She glared at her with a face full of irritation.
“How many times… did I tell you?”
“S-sorry! I-I got too worked up….”
Choi Ji-young hopped in place, not knowing what to do, her face already filled with fear.
“……Hoo. That’s enough. Just go. Let’s go, you fucking bitch.”
Park Eun-ji let out a long sigh. Her face showed irritation mixed with a hint of regret at her own outburst, but she didn’t even glance my way as she focused on taking care of Choi Ji-young.
“U-uh, yeah. I’ll go. Let’s go, let’s… I’ll go right now.”
“Don’t overreact.”
“Y-yeah.”
Choi Ji-young kept bowing her head repeatedly, completely submissive. It was a moment that made Park Eun-ji’s position painfully clear—and made me look like I didn’t matter at all.
Thud— Thud— Thud—
The two of them walked away.
“…Hah!”
Park Eun-ji looked like she was trying to brush the whole situation off. Probably the drinking party earlier too. She knew that if I opened my mouth and played the video I’d recorded, she’d be the one in deep shit. That’s why she was trying so hard to get out of here right now.
“Hey, Park Eun-ji—!!”
My voice echoed softly. The two of them stopped dead in their tracks.
“Th-that crazy bastard!”
Choi Ji-young reacted like she was Park Eun-ji’s spokesperson. Park Eun-ji tried to calm her down and drag her away again.
“You fuck! You got lucky, you know that!!”
“…Ignore him. Just go. Let’s go, damn it….”
“Ah, sorry, Eun-ji. But that loser keeps crossing the line….”
They grumbled but started walking again.
“Haa….”
I let out a sigh, then pulled my phone out of my pocket. I opened the gallery and played one of the videos I’d been saving.
“You fucking bastard!!”
“Ah, shit. You scared me.”
The video and audio synced up perfectly. And the person reaching for my phone was, of course, Park Eun-ji.
“Y-you fucking crazy bastard!!”
I stepped back to avoid her hand. Park Eun-ji’s face was full of panic as she started cursing at me. She glanced sideways at Choi Ji-young, who had followed behind her.
“…Eun-ji, you okay? But… why all of a sudden….”
“Haa, hoo… haa. You go first. I’ll talk to this bastard and then head over.”
“Go first? Why…?”
“…You fucking bitch. Do I have to report every little thing to you?”
“N-no! I was just curious! I-I’ll go first then!”
Park Eun-ji’s eyes were fixed on my phone. I’d already muted it, so no sound came out, but the screen clearly showed a naked Park Eun-ji lying beneath me, moaning.
“Hey, Choi Ji-young. Wait.”
“…Huh?”
“Go! You fucking bitch! Just go!”
Park Eun-ji reacted dramatically when I tried to stop Choi Ji-young.
“Not curious? Why our Eun-ji is acting like this?”
“You, f-fuck! Shut your mouth!”
“Curious, right? Why she can’t even move a muscle against me.”
“……”
Choi Ji-young stared at us blankly. No matter how you looked at it, we just looked like a delinquent and a loser.
“Ji-young, do you want to know how big Eun-ji’s tits are—”
“You fucking bastard!”
Park Eun-ji charged forward, cutting me off. Our bodies collided.
“Ah, shit….”
I felt something hard against my back. I had no idea what she was thinking, throwing herself at me like this when she could’ve hit her head on the ground.
“…Stop. We can do this when we’re alone….”
Park Eun-ji whispered to me.
“What’s enough?”
“…Just… talk with me. Please… I’m begging you….”
Her voice was desperate. I had no intention of easily granting that pleading request.
“Get off me first, you crazy bitch. That fucking hurt….”
My words came out rough because my back was throbbing. Park Eun-ji was still busy checking Choi Ji-young’s reaction even while on top of me.
“A-are you okay? Eun-ji, should I help you up?”
“…It’s fine. Move.”
She ignored Choi Ji-young’s attempt to help. Park Eun-ji’s cheeks twitched as she bit her lower lip. She’d charged at me in a fit of anger, but now her face showed she realized there was nothing she could do.
“You want to kill me, don’t you?”
“……”
She didn’t answer, but I felt like I’d heard the answer anyway.
“Kyaa, kyaaah!?”
My hand reached for Park Eun-ji’s ass. That huge, explosive ass. I started kneading it like a toy.