Chapter 10: First Time Burglarizing, Kinda Nervous

Wednesday | October 18th, 2023 | 4:54 PM

Maybe I was asking for too much.

I figured out the hard way that I wasn't the type of person who would be satisfied with the bare minimum, and I wanted everything. Perhaps, that was my downfall, always wanting more. I just wanted more. For a moment, my parents flickered in my head, but I pushed it out of my mind. I didn't need to think about their shit right now, not when I have a problem present in front of me.

I looked over my list, over and over, top and bottom, left to right, looking around me as well to avoid any curious eyes. I was seated in the back of my writing class, which of course was boring enough for me to pull out my phone and start daydreaming. It wasn't anything new, everyone was zoned out and half asleep anyways, so my lack of attention wasn't even noticeable.

It's been a week since I made this list of "panty-droppers" if you will, and I've yet to make any progress or anything resembling an advancement towards stealing my next pair of panties. The problem was the opportunity never presented itself to me. I got lucky with Joohyun dropping hers. Seulgi happened to be my somewhat clueless roommate. Joy offered her house and a party as a nice distraction. Nakyung literally gave herself and her roommates' underwear up to me. Other than that, I genuinely have no idea where to start.

As I sat there contemplating my next move, I noticed the professor clapping, trying his best to get our attention. Everyone slowly began to wake up, and he moved slowly around to the back of his desk, picking up his papers. "I have an announcement to make regarding your midterm."

I sat up, leaning back into my seat. "Instead of a typical paper exam, I've decided to take it easy on you kids and make your midterm a partnered project assignment." The class groaned in unison, which was actually a good response by the sound of it.

"And no, you're not choosing your partners for this project," The class groaned again, this time it felt like a more annoyed response. The professor tapped away at his laptop, "I'll start reading out the pairs, when you hear your name, please acknowledge your partner so you know who you're working with."

There was an underlying sense of panic and fear rising in me as the professor started calling names, one by one. It might've been my introverted side peeking out but I hated working with others, especially if it was a project. Fuck that. Who was I going to get paired up with? Someone who didn't care and didn't want to do the work? A slacker? Maybe, a partner who didn't even speak Korean? There were so many chances for this to go wrong, and I had no control.

My hands were clenched tightly as I prayed silently for someone easy and understanding. The professor continued to read through the list of names until I finally heard him say my name.

"Hwang Minjae, and Shin Ryujin."

Our writing class was small, small enough to where I somewhat knew everyone's names and faces, so I knew to look towards the other side of the class at a girl who looked at me at the same time and held her hand up to wave at me. I politely waved back and turned back to the professor who was still talking.

"This project will have you and your partner assume some sort of professional role that requires public speaking, perhaps as a presidential candidate addressing the public. That's just one example but there are many more than can be used. The main basis of this project will be that you and your partner will need to find a role and write a script about anything related to their profession and you will need to create and submit a short video of you and your partner performing your script."

What the hell? What kind of writing class is this, this is basically a borderline drama class. I wasn't going to complain, it was a relief that the project wasn't some shitty paper that I had to spend days on, but this was not something that was my style. Public speaking, videos, filming, acting. This was so not what I had signed up for, and I didn't like that.

"I'm not looking for a professionally edited video, as long as I can understand and get a rough idea of what kind of roles you and your partner took. In order to get your portion of the grade, you must be in the video as well as have lines, that means one person cannot just do the entire script and the other edit the video. Both of you must perform your side of the project," the professor said, pausing and glancing up at the students, "Any questions?"

The class was silent, possibly with the realization of a more complex midterm being pressed on them finally setting in. The professor clapped his hands together and set down the paper in his hands, "Midterm grades are due by the end of next week, so that is when I'm expecting the videos and scripts to be submitted by. You will essentially have a week and a half to complete this. The full details and rubric will be online by tonight, so you are expected to know what is to be required."

I solemnly nodded, not looking forward to the project. At least we were allowed to choose our own roles. That was a bit of a silver lining. "For the rest of class, get into contact with your partner, exchange numbers, bang out a schedule to work on the project together."

The class erupted into a series of chatter and whispers as people began getting up and heading over to their assigned partner. I looked over and noticed Ryujin still seated, her elbow resting on the desk and her head in her palm, eyes glued on her phone.

I had a feeling I'd have to be the one to go to her, so with a huff, I gathered my belongings and walked towards her. She looked up at me, her face blank and not at all excited.

"Hi, Minjae, right?" She asked.

"Yeah, you're Ryujin?" I replied, extending my hand out. She eyed my hand, hesitantly reaching out and shaking my hand, nodding her head. She had medium length black hair that sat past her shoulders and a rather plain, unbothered look to her. She dressed simple, and always had an aloof vibe around her.

"So, uh, what did you think of the project?" I asked, sitting down in the empty chair beside her. She shrugged, turning her head to me.

"It's definitely going to be a pain in the ass," Ryujin replied. I noticed her voice was lower than most girls, almost soothing to listen to.

"Yeah, definitely." I pulled out my phone, "So, can we exchange numbers?"

"Ah, yeah," Ryujin unlocked the phone in her hand, then handed it to me. I opened a new contact and added my name and number. When I was done, I gave it back to her and she did the same to my phone.

"Are you free tonight? Maybe we can meet up somewhere to get an idea of what we want to do and maybe work on the script?" I asked, trying to knock this out as soon as possible.

"Uh, damn I'm not exactly the best person when it comes to being available," Ryujin chuckled, her smile a bit crooked, "I'm pretty much working the entire week, including today."

"Oh, um, okay." I simply responded, not sure what else to say. She must've read my face, as she quickly added on, "But, I get off of work early tomorrow. Well, 'early' is relative, it's like 9PM, but we can meet up after if you'd like."

Hmm, tomorrow I also work, but I also get off at 9PM. It worked out, but not the most convenient timing, but it was also the best I can hope for if it's the best that she could do. "Yeah, we can do it tomorrow," I agreed, nodding.

"I don't mind if you come to my place," She offered, "There shouldn't be much distractions and we'd have a lot of space."

"Oh, yeah, okay. Sure." I agreed, not seeing any issue. "Text me your address?"

"Yeah, of course," Ryujin nodded, her tone nonchalant and bland. She didn't seem to be the talkative type, nor was she the most approachable but it's not like I had a choice in the first place. Hopefully, the project goes by without a hitch.

"Well, uh, guess we'll talk more tomorrow then?" I stood up, pushing the chair back.

"Yup, I'll text you when I get off work," She nodded, standing up from the desk. Her attention turned to her backpack as she began stuffing her stuff in there. As her back was turned dealing with her backpack, I noticed how her leggings hugged her lower body. I could see her ass, and her legs, and the meatiness of her thighs. Damn, her ass looked plump. Ryujin also had some of the widest hips I've ever seen, they looked like they were perfectly sculpted.

"Uh, yeah. After work," I said, my mind still distracted by her lower half. I tore my gaze away, looking at her face as she finished packing her stuff.

"Cool. Well, um, I'll see you then, and I'll text you the time," Ryujin smiled and gave me a quick nod, moving past me and walking towards the classroom door. I watched her leave, my eyes falling back down to her ass and those hips swaying from side to side with each step. I swallowed my breath, my throat dry as I stared at her figure disappearing out of the classroom.

With simple movement, I pulled my phone out and added her name with no hesitation to the list. My nose was tingling and I smelled a panty-stealing opportunity in the making. She's inviting me to her house? What a chance, how could I not take advantage of this?

15. Shin Ryujin -

I pocketed my phone and headed towards the exit, feeling somewhat more optimistic than before now that I had a start on my plan to collect as many panties as I can. Of course, it wasn't as straightforward as it was with Joohyun and Seulgi, but there was still something there. I'd make it work.

Around this time, some classes were starting to end and the hallways were slowly filling with students leaving their classrooms, all heading off to their next classes or their dorms, or wherever else. Since it was my last class of the day, I was headed to the library to meet up with some of the goobers. We had volleyball practice after all of our classes today, so I was definitely looking forward to that.

I made my way out of my class building and started walking towards the library, pulling my jacket closer together and zipping it up. I can definitely feel the autumn weather getting cooler, and the wind was slowly picking up. I've walked this route a bunch of times, it's pretty much ingrained in my head, which was why it was surprising to see Nakyung approaching me from the opposite direction.

She was walking while talking to two girls that I didn't recognize. We both knew each other's schedules, so I assumed she must've wanted to talk to me about something if she was coming to me. She caught sight of me, stopping for a moment and then proceeding to walk over to me.

"Minjae!" Nakyung exclaimed, "You're finally done with class?"

"Yep, just finished, you too?"

"Yeah," She gestured her hands towards the girls behind her, "Oh! These are my classmates, they're a part of the university's student activities committee. This is Park Jihyo, and this is Im Nayeon."

The girl named Nayeon was the one to step up, extending her hand out, "Nice to meet you!" As I took her hand and shook it, I couldn't help but notice her gummy smile, it was cute and her face was very welcoming.

"I'm Park Jihyo," Jihyo repeated, also holding her hand out. I took her hand and gave it a friendly shake, then retracting back to my side. "I'm actually the president of the committee." Her face grew slightly red, like she was a little bit embarrassed to be introducing herself so formally.