Amazing Girlfriend

  A Classmate Making Expressions Her Boyfriend Doesn't Know, So Yumin (3)

"I'm sorry, I feel like I made you worry unnecessarily..."

"No, it's good to clear up curiosities."

The place Yumin guided me to was the audiovisual room. But being Victory Academy, the scale was no joke.

There were various rooms from individual to multi-person, and all the latest movies were officially purchased and stored.

With snacks and drinks provided, it was more like a small movie theater than just an audiovisual room.

"I'll choose the movie, you just grab some snacks and drinks and come in."

"Okay!"

It's clearly visible that she's trying to act cheerful, even if forcefully.

It's pitiful, but the feeling of sympathy was greater.

Originally, an Instagram-popular girl style who would never be involved with Minsu is now dating a virgin nerd because of the novel.

It was right to save her.

'Wow... they even have adult movies.'

It was perfect for setting the mood.

The movies didn't seem to differ much, looking at the DVD backs, the content was all similar.

Among them, I found one with a sex scene in the middle using my phone and entered the room.

The two-person room was narrower than expected.

Whether intentional or not, the seats were right next to each other with no armrests, reminiscent of a movie theater's bed seats.

For some reason, the trash can in the corner looked like it would have two or three used condoms if opened.

Since the academy didn't particularly prohibit such things, it felt even more like an adult place.

Yumin seemed to guess what this situation was about, covering her skirt with a knee blanket.

It was cute how she tried to act natural by stretching her legs, casually taking off her cardigan to wear just the shirt, and patting the seat next to her.

"Um... um... This is the only place we could be alone... is it... okay?"

As soon as she opened her mouth, her awkwardness was evident.

'Well, if she were that natural, she wouldn't have come here with me'

I sat down naturally, moving my body a bit closer to Yumin.

I see her flinch as I shift until our hips are almost touching.

"Of course it's okay, I was the one who suggested we talk first."

Now it was time to drop countless hints.

"But why are you curious about that? Do you have someone you're dating?"

This question was the most important.

"Huh? Oh, no, I'm single of course, it's just that my friend has been worrying about this lately... I'm listening... to give advice..."

That was fortunate. What if she had said straightforwardly, "Yes, I'm dating Minsu and I'm worried because he suggested secret dating"? Things would get very complicated.

Basically, it showed she had an active will to resolve the issue, and by revealing "I'm dating Minsu," it would create emotional distance.

But if she starts with "I'm single, and it's my friend's story"?

'Her boyfriend isn't reliable, it wasn't just this secret dating... He probably just looked at her without showing any signs, like a pushover...'

Even cultural heritage sites aren't preserved this much, what a world-class scholar we have here.

I lay down diagonally while starting the movie. I made a pillow with my hands behind my head and opened my mouth.

"Ah... your friend? Then how far has your friend gone with their lover?"

"Why ask about progress?"

"Even in secret dating, if love overflows, people become very active, like wanting to kiss and stuff."

"Do all guys really think like that?!"

This was why I put my hands behind my head.

To quickly cover my ears, because the kid was simple enough to predict where her decibels would rise, otherwise my eardrums might have burst.

Is that why she chose the movie theater? I thought. The soundproofing here must be top-notch too.

"Yumin... I'm not deaf... you can speak quietly..."

"Oh... sorry..."

It was as calculated. I gesture to Yumin, who's slightly lowering her body.

Come closer, lie down right next to me, I mean.

If I had suddenly told her to lie down from the start, it would have clearly caused resistance.

No matter how oblivious, lying side by side on the same bed in a two-person room with a man other than her boyfriend? It would be stranger if there was no resistance.

But since the best way to become close quickly was to get physically close, I could sacrifice my eardrums.

"No, then... my friend's boyfriend... secret dating and progress... But isn't progress different for everyone? He's quite... very shy and all..."

"So how far have they gone?"

"They... held hands, she said..."

It would be embarrassing to say honestly. Even kindergarteners hold hands while playing house.

But for grown adults to have only progressed to hand-holding, even pretending it's a friend's story, she must feel embarrassed saying it.

'I was angry, but...'

The good thing is that at least one side knows what the problem is.

The problem was that they only knew.

'Well, I can solve that for her.'

I grabbed Yumin's hand firmly.

Her eyes widen as if she didn't expect the sudden grab, but I ignore it and intertwine our fingers in one go.

"Look, this is holding hands. We're holding hands now, but are we dating? We're not."

"Y-yeah..."

If he saw our current position, wouldn't Kim Minsu come running at me shouting?

If he knew his girlfriend was lying next to a guy who clearly looked like a delinquent, with her shirt unbuttoned to reveal her cleavage...

Maybe he does know.

Perhaps he's just waiting endlessly outside the school gate, solely because he doesn't want Yumin to hate him.

"I think your friend might be better off breaking up soon... I haven't dated much, but honestly, isn't it too suspicious?"

Yumin lightly tidied her hair back and looked up at me.

Every time she nods slightly, my gaze is drawn there, and I try my best not to look at her chest area.

I barely resist the urge to insert a finger into that pure white flesh.

"Well... if they haven't even kissed or anything, and we can hold hands this easily... it must be that he can't pay attention because there's another woman..."

"Should we ask?! If we ask him, wouldn't he tell us?"

That was absolutely not okay.

Then there was a high possibility that I would end up as just a brief incident between lovers.

What if we ask and Kim Minsu suddenly goes "It's not like that! This is how I feel!" and plants a kiss on her?

'I could never have Yumin'

Right now, I had to absolutely prevent the misunderstanding from being cleared up by telling Kim Minsu about this worry as is.

"He'd say it's all a misunderstanding, there's no way he'd answer honestly."

"But he probably doesn't have another woman... I can tell from what I've seen..."

"Then isn't it just stringing you along? That's an even bigger problem."

"No... no... Min-, I mean, he's not like that..."

Her voice gradually loses confidence.

Yumin's expression, which at first thought she could confidently resolve the situation, darkens.

She's realizing how serious the situation is becoming with each exchange.

At first, she might have just pretended to be angry, teasing playfully.

But as she listens more, it starts to sound plausible.

Past incidents might unnecessarily come to mind, and she's probably putting the puzzle pieces together in her head. That's how relationships break down.

'Now you're the one holding my hand'

Thinking it might be burdensome if I kept holding it, I tried to let go, but instead, Yumin was gripping my hand tightly.

The anxiety transmitted through her skin was incredibly thrilling.

The movie was acting as a very appropriate background sound.

Usually, when two people are alone with no sound, it gets awkward no matter how close they are, but the movie was serving as excellent white noise.

The man and woman on screen were kissing passionately, seemingly about to have sex soon.

"At least it's good that this isn't happening to you."

Is that too selfish? As I said those words, I naturally released our held hands.

Yumin's slightly disappointed expression as they were released was a sight to behold.

I could see the relationship between the class president and the transfer student gradually shifting towards that of a man and woman.

I gently placed my freed hand on Yumin's shoulder and pulled her slightly closer.

As if comforting her, I pat her shoulder while sending a look that says it's fortunate she's not experiencing such things.

"I'd be too sad if you went through something like that."

"Why..., why?"

Her eyes were like those of Puss in Boots.

It was the point where she had likely finished all rationalizations on her own.

While thinking Kim Minsu isn't that kind of person, small incidents keep building up, leading to the worst possible conclusion.

Rather than the fear of breaking up, she's afraid of being carelessly discarded, of never feeling that warmth again.

So she asked. Why I said that, with eyes full of expectation, looking up at me as if to say, 'Can you give me that warmth?'

In my arms, holding my body tightly with one hand, begging me to move quickly.

Atmosphere can drastically change a person.

A dark two-person room, the subtle sound of skin mixing from the screen, a boyfriend who makes you imagine the worst.

There is no eternal love. We only pray for it to be eternal.

We kissed like in the movie. First rubbing lips, then tongues entered, slowly mixing breaths while pulling bodies closer.

The feeling of her chest through the shirt is transmitted directly. We explored each other relentlessly.

It might be something that happened in the heat of the moment.

It might be an act of revenge against a disappointing boyfriend. But I had no intention of simply letting go of the woman now straddling me, cupping my cheeks and sucking my tongue.

I grabbed her thighs and lowered her body slightly.

Right where the male and female parts meet, we exchanged saliva thickly there.

Moving my hips, I rubbed my cock against her pussy bit by bit with cloth in between.

Perhaps due to lack of experience, her waist spasms briefly even though we've only just touched.

Her eyes are gradually becoming unfocused, but her lips move busily.

"Taeyang, I... I... actually..."

Unable to breathe while sucking tongues frantically, she tries to speak with a flushed face.

It was obvious what she was going to say. She has a boyfriend, she's dating Kim Minsu, something along those lines.

Once uttered, it can't be taken back. Until she says it, So Yumin was officially single.

Since she said it herself, all I had to do was spill the water again before she could take it back.

"Give me a chance, Yumin."

As if knowing what she was about to say, I raised my upper body.

At a distance close enough to feel each other's breath, we look into each other's eyes.

Eyes darting around in confusion at the unexpected situation, saliva coming from slightly parted lips.

Even fingers touching my waistband while hesitating.

In the end, Yumin nodded to the dependable man she met today rather than the boyfriend who had never given her trust.

At that action, like permission, I kissed her again and overlapped our bodies. We mixed tongues and sucked again while turning our bodies.

I lay Yumin on the bed and look down at her, stroking her hair.

As if embarrassed, she tilts her head slightly and slowly lifts her skirt herself.

I unbuttoned her shirt.

Her inner breasts, unable to be hidden even by the bra, pop out. She fiddles with my shirt buttons, trying to undo them.

She begs me to come.