Chapter 11: A Classmate with an Expression Her Boyfriend Doesn't Know, So Yu-min (4)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 11: A Classmate with an Expression Her Boyfriend Doesn't Know, So Yu-min (4)
Where did it go wrong? Or was it always destined to end like this?
Min-su stares at the Academy building behind him before turning his head away again.
The lingering cold of early spring is biting; his hands feel frozen in his pockets.
He doesn't have the confidence to walk the path home alone—the path they always took together—so he waits for her.
He aimlessly kicks at a stray brick with the toe of his shoe.
Every time he hears a woman's voice, he looks up, even though he knows it isn't her.
'I should have just listened to you.'
Maybe he lacked the "courage to be disliked."
Would it make things better if he ran to her right now and told her it was all a misunderstanding? That Tae-yang was mistaken and said those things out of some confusion?
If he clung to her and told her no one thought of her that way, would she feel better?
They had been together since the day they were born. Because their parents were friends, they had grown up side by side since they were toddlers.
They had never been apart, not even for a moment. He thought it was fate.
He wanted to take their relationship further, but he lacked the courage. In the end, she was the one who found the courage for them.
It was always her.
She was the first to hold his hand, the one who led him forward, the one who said she loved him and promised they would stay together until the end.
'Compared to that, I...'
Min-su still regrets that moment.
He can't forget the way Yu-min’s face slightly contorted the moment he told her to wait just a little longer, that he would be the one to propose properly next time.
Her emotions had been transmitted to him so clearly.
'How long are you going to live as a coward? Do I have to keep waiting for you?' The despair he felt then still remained, making his actions even more passive.
He needed to find courage, but... his sigh only turned into a white mist that scattered into the empty air.
Faced with a situation he had never experienced before, all the strength had left his body. That cold expression he’d never seen, and her telling him not to follow her.
What bothered him most wasn't Yu-min’s attitude, but Baek Tae-yang’s smile. He couldn't read the guy's lips perfectly, but he was definitely mocking him.
'Why? We only met for the first time today. And why me, of all people?'
Does he know they're dating? Did he figure it all out in that short amount of time?
Min-su began to wonder if this was all Baek Tae-yang’s scheme from the start.
Otherwise, why would he suddenly bring up the topic of a secret relationship? Besides, with his looks... what if he’s actually after Yu-min?
'I'm really something... now I'm even blaming others...'
It was pathetic, even to himself. He felt guilty for trying to vent his frustration by dragging someone else into his own inability to solve the problem.
'But why isn't she coming out?'
No matter how big the Academy was, an hour had already passed.
When he toured Victory Academy before, the school tour was just a brief introduction using a map.
Since students learn the layout as they move between classes anyway, a guided tour that involved actually visiting every location would take three or four hours.
Is Yu-min really walking around the entire Academy alone with Baek Tae-yang?
He tried to think of it as her being kind, but he couldn't shake the creeping anxiety.
Baek Tae-yang. Even a man had to admit he was impressive.
Usually, a Cadet's physical abilities are enhanced through Awakening, so their outward appearance doesn't differ much from ordinary people.
'But that guy... his body looked like it was carved from stone...'
The wild aura he couldn't hide even under his school uniform was naturally captivating. If a man felt that way, how would a girl like Yu-min feel?
Overwhelmed by a surge of inferiority, he slapped his cheeks hard twice.
He had to pull himself together. Min-su leaned against a corner of the school gate and closed his eyes.
'When I see her, I'll apologize. Then things can go back to the way they were...'
This is just a growing pain to move their relationship forward. Min-su truly believed that.
He muttered self-deprecatingly that he’d only have to wait another two or three hours at most.
It was Min-su's own way of trying to get back on good terms with the person he loved.
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'Now, we can never go back to how things were.'
That was the thought that crossed my mind as I looked down at you, squirming and begging for more.
Your skirt was hiked all the way up, exposing your snow-white underwear.
You couldn't say a word out of a sense of depravity, but your eyes were brimming with lust.
They told me to hurry, to take you, to devour you.
Moaning until you lost your mind, drooling, even licking the semen off the floor—hurry, hurry.
I reached out and grabbed your underwear.
You lifted your hips slightly to make it easier to strip them off—hardly the behavior of a virgin.
The sound of fabric rubbing against skin filled the air as your pussy was laid bare.
It was so wet that a thin string of moisture connected the fabric to your pussy before snapping.
I pressed my lips against your cleanly shaven mound.
I lapped at your labia with my tongue, as filthy as a dog lapping up water.
"Ah, ah...! Hng... Tae-yang... there... it's... dirty..."
"It's fine."
You couldn't finish your sentence, simply resting your hands on my hair and thrusting your hips.
You kept shifting your body to make it easier for me to lick you, to let me go deeper.
The wet, slurping sounds were loud as I pressed my lips firmly against your pussy.
Every time my throat gulped, you gripped my hair and moaned as if you were dying.
The way your pussy juice flowed endlessly was vulgar. Who would ever think you were a virgin? When I glanced up, your eyes were those of a depraved whore.
Licking your lips, your eyes full of longing, you wanted a stranger to lick your pussy more than anything else. Selling your body under the justification that you were giving your heart without taking a single cent.
"I, hng... I feel strange. Stop, okay? Tae-yang... let's... stop... please...?"
As the foreplay intensified, your grip on my hair tightened.
You said to stop, but you crossed your legs around my head to keep me from pulling away.
More pussy juice than I could lick or suck flowed down the crack of your ass, soaking the bedsheets.
Your tense thighs tightened, pressing against my face.
The pressure increased as your back arched.
"Ah... ha... ah..."
A sound like a lament escaped you as the white fluid poured out.
Your legs lost their strength, and your toes dangled pitifully.
I slowly pulled back and lowered my trousers to take out my cock.
"It... it won't fit, something like that..."
But you were smiling brightly.
You were pretending to be terrified while desperately wanting me to ram it in. Then your gaze drifted for a moment—you were watching the movie.
The woman on the screen spread her pussy herself.
Sticking out her tongue and spreading her legs as if she had no shame, you mimicked the woman in the film.
Like a bitch in heat, dripping pussy juice, you were expressing with your body that you wanted me to put it in quickly—that you didn't care if it was rape, as long as we had sex.
"Tae-yang... please... please..."
Unable to endure even that brief moment, you shoved your fingers inside and began to masturbate violently.
A wet, squelching sound filled the room.
You looked so cute that I kept watching. The woman on the screen reached her climax first.
She screamed at the top of her lungs, making unintelligible noises.
"Me too, me too, okay? Hurry..."
While masturbating, you grabbed my dick with your other hand and pulled it toward you.
You moved your hips, bringing the head of my cock to your vaginal opening and began to rub it.
Even that act seemed to please you, as you let out a sob-like moan.
I couldn't help but laugh.
Is this the kind of woman you were treasuring so much?
To Kim Min-su, you were his one and only Saintess, but here, you were just another whore off the street.
"Don't rush me."
I choked you, pinning your neck down as I shoved it in all the way to the root in one go.
Even as you foamed at the mouth and your eyes rolled back, you were smiling.
The sound of escaping air barely wheezed out of your constricted throat.
Like an animal in heat, you rubbed your hips against my dick, struggling to get even closer.
"Guh, ack, do it... more... keep... putting it... in..."
You masturbated your clit and screamed like a madwoman.
It shouldn't have been easy with your throat constricted, but you pleaded desperately in a raspy, metallic voice.
The moment I unhooked your bra with my other hand, your breasts spilled out.
I bit down hard on your pink, frantically shaking nipple.
Like picking a fruit or squeezing out its juice, that action made your pussy tighten convulsively.
As if you were about to lose your breath, you began to claw at the hand gripping your neck.
Your face was flushed red and you were foaming at the mouth. It was a beautiful sight. I left you like that for a few seconds before letting go, and you began to gasp for air.
"Cough, hack, huff... Tae-yang..."
Your eyes were filled with terror.
You forced strength into your limp tongue, opening and closing your mouth repeatedly to force out words.
"Kill me, okay? Do more... break me, please... I don't care if you kill me..."
This was your true heart, your instinct, your nature.
Casting aside the face, the moans, and the shame you could never show Kim Min-su, you grabbed your own breasts and sucked on them like a sow.
You didn't want an emotional connection.
You wanted a mating ritual between beasts, simply to satisfy a craving.
Copulation. Turning yourself into a toilet, a whore falling to the very bottom—that was you.
Anxious that I might stop even for a second, you wrapped your legs around my waist and squirmed.
You didn't even know how to move your hips properly because you were inexperienced, yet you tried to push yourself against me.
If it weren't for the blood on your thighs and the stains on the sheets, who would ever think you were a virgin?
"Tae-yang, why aren't you saying anything? Why aren't you moving? Why did you stop choking me...? Is it because I hurried you? I'm sorry... please... keep going like before... I'll do whatever you tell me..."
"Hey, then can I record a video?"
"Anything... I don't care what you do, just like before, like before, okay? Please?"
I held up my phone and captured you on the screen.
A movie longer than the one on the wall was about to begin.