Chapter 10: A Classmate with an Expression Her Boyfriend Doesn't Know, So Yu-min (3)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 10: A Classmate with an Expression Her Boyfriend Doesn't Know, So Yu-min (3)
"I'm sorry, I feel like I've made you worry for no reason..."
"No, it's fine. If you have questions, you should get answers."
The place Yu-min led me to was the audiovisual room. But since this was Victory Academy, the scale was on a whole different level.
There were rows of rooms ranging from private singles to group rooms, and they had a full collection of the latest movies, all officially purchased.
With bags of snacks and drinks available, it was called an audiovisual room, but it was essentially a small movie theater.
"I'll pick the movie. You grab the snacks and drinks and head inside."
"Okay!"
It was painfully obvious she was forcing herself to act bright.
I felt bad for her, but pity was the stronger emotion.
Normally, a girl who looked like an Instagram influencer would never get involved with a guy like Min-su. It was only because this was a novel that she was dating a shaggy-haired virgin.
Saving her was the right thing to do.
Whoa... they even have adult movies.
It was the perfect setting to set the mood.
Movies are pretty much the same everywhere; looking at the back of the DVDs, the plots all seemed similar.
I used my phone to find one with a sex scene around the halfway mark and entered the room.
The two-person room was narrower than I expected.
I wasn't sure if it was intentional, but the seats were pressed right against each other without armrests, reminiscent of those bed-seats in luxury cinemas.
For some reason, the trash can in the corner looked like it would have two or three used condoms in it if I dared to look.
Since the Academy didn't explicitly forbid such things, the place reeked of an "adult space."
Yu-min seemed to realize the implications of the situation as well, as she was covering her skirt with a lap blanket.
She tried to act as natural as possible, stretching her legs out and casually taking off her cardigan to reveal her dress shirt. It was cute how she tapped the seat next to her.
"Um... well... this was the only place where we could be alone... Is it... okay?"
The moment she opened her mouth, her awkwardness was on full display.
Well, if she were natural at this, she wouldn't have come here with me in the first place.
I sat down naturally and shifted my body closer to her.
As I fidgeted until our hips were almost touching, I saw her flinch.
"Of course it's okay. I'm the one who suggested we talk, after all."
Now it was time to start dropping the bait.
"But why are you curious about that? Do you have someone you're seeing?"
This was the most important question.
"H-huh? No, I'm single, of course. It's just that a friend of mine has been worried about it lately... so I've been listening... and trying to give her advice..."
That was a relief. If she had taken the direct approach and said, "Yeah, I'm dating Min-su, but he wants a secret relationship and it's bothering me," things would have gotten complicated.
That would have implied a basic will to resolve the issue actively, and by revealing she was "dating Min-su," she would have been creating emotional distance from me.
But starting with "I'm single, and this is about a friend"?
She doesn't trust her boyfriend. This secret relationship thing wasn't the only issue... He probably never showed her off, just stared at her like some pathetic loser...
Even national treasures aren't treated with this much "protection." A world-class prude has arrived, it seems.
I started the movie and leaned back. I laced my fingers behind my head to form a pillow and spoke.
"Ah... a friend? So, how far has this friend gone with her boyfriend?"
"Why does progress matter?"
"Even in a secret relationship, if there's a lot of love, people get really proactive. You know, wanting to kiss and all that."
"Are guys really usually like that!?"
This was why I had my hands behind my head.
It was so I could cover my ears instantly. Since she was simple, I could predict when her decibels would spike. If I hadn't, my eardrums might have burst.
Was that why she chose a movie theater? The thought crossed my mind. The soundproofing here had to be top-notch.
"Yu-min... I'm not deaf... You can speak softly..."
"Oh... sorry..."
It was all going according to plan. I gestured to Yu-min as she shrank back slightly.
I told her to come closer—to just lie down right next to me.
If I had told her to lie down with me from the start, she definitely would have resisted.
No matter how oblivious she was, she had a boyfriend. Lying side-by-side on the same bed-seat with another man in a private room? It would be weirder if she didn't feel resistance.
However, the best way to get close to someone in a short time was physical proximity. I could sacrifice my eardrums for that.
"I mean... so my friend's boyfriend... they're in a secret relationship and their progress is... But isn't progress different for everyone? He's just... really shy and all..."
"So, how far did they go?"
"They... they held hands..."
She must have been embarrassed to tell the truth. Even kindergartners hold hands with their childhood friends.
But for full-grown adults, the extent of their progress was just holding hands? Even while pretending it was a friend's story, the shame must have been welling up.
I was actually getting angry...
Still, the good thing was that at least one side knew what the problem was.
The problem was that she only knew.
Well, I can take care of that.
I reached out and grabbed Yu-min's hand.
Her eyes widened as if she hadn't expected the sudden contact, but I didn't care and immediately interlaced our fingers.
"See? This is holding hands. We're holding hands right now, but are we dating? No."
"T-that's true..."
If Kim Min-su saw our current posture, he'd probably come charging at me screaming, wouldn't he?
If he knew his girlfriend was lying on her side with two buttons of her shirt undone, revealing her cleavage, next to a guy who looked like a total delinquent...
Maybe he already knew.
But perhaps, out of fear of being hated by Yu-min, he was waiting endlessly outside the school gates despite knowing everything.
"I think your friend should probably break up with him soon... I haven't dated a lot, but honestly, isn't it too suspicious?"
Yu-min lightly brushed her hair back and looked up at me.
Every time she nodded slightly, my gaze drifted toward her chest, but I tried my best not to look.
I barely suppressed the urge to slide a finger against that pale skin.
"Well... it's not like they've kissed or anything, and if holding hands is this easy for us... then it's probably right that he's distracted by another woman..."
"Should I ask?! If I ask h-him, wouldn't he tell me?"
That was the one thing that absolutely couldn't happen.
If she did, there was a high chance this would end as just a minor hiccup between lovers.
What if she asked and Kim Min-su suddenly blurted out, "It's not like that! This is how I feel!" and went for a kiss?
I'd never be able to have Yu-min.
I had to prevent her from talking to Kim Min-su about this concern and clearing up the misunderstanding at all costs.
"He'll just say it's all a misunderstanding. There's no way he'd answer honestly."
"But he wouldn't have another woman... probably? I know him, so I know..."
"Then isn't he just managing a fish tank? That's even worse."
"N-no... Min—I mean, h-he's not like that..."
Her voice was losing confidence.
Yu-min's expression, which initially seemed confident that she could resolve the situation, was darkening.
With every exchange, she was realizing how serious the situation was.
At first, she might have just been pretending to be angry to tease him.
But as she listened to me, it was starting to sound plausible.
Old memories were probably resurfacing as she pieced the puzzle together in her head. That's how relationships fall apart.
Now you're the one holding my hand.
I was going to let go, thinking it might be too much to keep holding it, but Yu-min was the one gripping my hand tightly.
The anxiety was being transmitted through her skin, and the thrill of it was incredible.
The movie was serving as the perfect background noise.
Usually, when two people are alone and it's silent, things get awkward no matter how close they are, but the movie was doing a great job as white noise.
The man and woman on the screen were kissing passionately, looking like they were about to go all the way any second.
"Still, I'm glad this isn't happening to you."
Was that too selfish? As I said those words, I naturally let go of her hand.
The moment I did, the slight look of disappointment on Yu-min's face was a sight to behold.
I could see the relationship between the class president and the transfer student shifting toward that of a man and a woman.
I gently placed my free hand on Yu-min's shoulder and pulled her in slightly.
As if comforting her, I patted her shoulder while giving her a look that said I was glad she wasn't the one suffering.
"I think I'd be so sad if something like that happened to you."
"Wh... why?"
Her eyes were so wide and pleading they reminded me of Puss in Boots.
This was the point where she had finished all her self-justification.
She wanted to believe Kim Min-su wasn't that kind of guy, but small things kept snowballing, leading her to the worst possible conclusion.
Rather than the fear of breaking up, she was afraid of being discarded pointlessly, of losing that warmth again.
That's why she asked. Why was I saying that? She looked up at me with a face full of expectation, as if asking, "Can you give me that warmth?"
She was in my arms, one hand gripping my body firmly, pleading for me to move quickly.
Atmosphere can completely change a person.
A dark private room, the sound of skin meeting skin echoing from the screen, and a boyfriend who made her imagine only the worst.
There is no such thing as eternal love. People only pray for it to be eternal.
We kissed like the people in the movie. When I first rubbed my lips against hers, her tongue slid in, and we slowly mixed our breaths as I pulled her body closer.
The sensation of her breasts through her shirt was transmitted directly to me. We craved each other without pause.
Maybe it was something that happened in the heat of the moment.
Maybe it was an act of revenge against a resentful boyfriend. But I had no intention of letting go of the girl who was now climbing on top of me, cupping my cheeks and sucking on my tongue.
I grabbed her thighs and shifted my body down slightly.
Right where our members met, we exchanged saliva intensely.
Moving my hips, I rubbed my cock against her vulva through the fabric.
Perhaps because she was inexperienced, her waist spasmed briefly as soon as we touched.
Her eyes were starting to glaze over, but her lips were moving busily.
"Tae-yang, I... I... actually..."
Whether it was hard to breathe while sucking on my tongue, she tried to speak with a flushed face.
It was obvious what she was going to say. That she had a boyfriend, that she was dating Kim Min-su—that kind of talk.
Once spoken, it couldn't be taken back. Until she said it, So Yu-min was officially single.
Since she had said it with her own mouth, I just had to spill the water again before she could gather it back up.
"Give me a chance, Yu-min."
I sat up as if I knew exactly what she was going to say.
At a distance close enough for our breaths to touch, I looked into her eyes.
Her pupils shook with confusion at the unexpected situation, and saliva trailed from her slightly parted lips.
Even her fingers, which were fumbling with my waistband while she hesitated.
In the end, Yu-min nodded to the reliable man she had met today, rather than the boyfriend who had never once given her a sense of security.
At that gesture of permission, I kissed her again and our bodies overlapped. As we mixed tongues and sucked on each other again, I rolled her over.
I laid Yu-min down on the bed-seat and looked down at her, stroking her hair.
As if embarrassed, she tilted her head back slightly and grabbed the hem of her skirt herself, slowly pulling it up.
I unbuttoned her shirt.
The inner curves of her breasts, which even her bra couldn't hide, spilled out. She fumbled with my shirt buttons, trying to undo them.
She was begging me to come to her.