Chapter 13: Study. Date?

Friday | October 20th, 2023 | 2:17 PM

My fingers anxiously tapped against the side of my leg as I was second-to-next in line at the local hardware store. It was the morning after what can only be described as the most exhausting, sexual, thrilling day of my life. My eyes glanced around the shelves and aisles around me. A few other people were walking throughout the store, either pushing their carts or walking empty handed, looking for things.

But what was I doing? Well, I wasn't looking for anything. In fact, I had all I needed in my pocket. My fingers tapped around the outline of the Shin's house key that I swiped the night before as it sat inside of my pocket. My eyes drifted towards the register, where the cashier was handing someone their receipt, before the next customer in line, an old woman, left the queue and left me with an open space towards the counter.

"Can I help you, sir?" The cashier, a girl that couldn't have been older than me, asked. She had a forced, customer-service smile plastered across her lips, and her eyes didn't seem too excited to be working today. I dug into my pocket and pulled out the key, placing it onto the counter in front of the cashier. "Just want a copy of this, please."

The girl stared at the key in silence, before nodding her head. "Yes sir, I can do that." She leaned over and picked up the key, her hands reaching down underneath the counter and rummaging through things. As I waited for the copy, my mind started racing and my heart began pounding. I was actually doing this.

I'm making a copy of the Shin family’s house key. The plan was still unclear and unspoken, but it was there. A scheme to do whatever the hell I wanted. Just like how I had Taeyeon's house all to myself, this time I'll have the Shin's to myself too. A wicked, sly smirk crawled onto my face, the plan, bit by bit, was coming together and making me so damn horny.

I don't know how long I stood there idly, but the sound of the machine whirring and spitting out the metal clunk of a key, pulled me out of my thoughts. The cashier returned back up and placed the duplicate onto the counter. "Here's your key, sir. Will that be all?" She asked, her voice sounding so robotic and dead.

"That's it, thank you," I nodded, reaching into my pocket and throwing out my credit card before I can even be told my total. My impatience to get on with my day and start enacting my plans was definitely noticeable.

"Alright sir, here's your receipt, and have a nice day."

"Yeah, you too." I grabbed my new key and turned around, a new spring in my step and a wicked feeling in my gut. This is it, this is fucking it. I walked off, spinning the keys in between my hands. The teeth of the key looked identical, but Yuna's house key had the decorative piece on the end which the all-metal duplicate didn't have.

I could barely keep myself from grinning like an idiot. All I had to do now was wait. Wait for the perfect moment to break in, and then it was all mine. I felt so giddy, and a part of me wanted to just immediately drive to their house and test out the new key. But, the reasonable, rational side of me told me otherwise. So, with a smile on my face and a new sense of thrill coursing through my body, I exited the hardware store. Now, it was only a matter of time, but I will get a hold of their underwear.

But for now, I shouldn't worry too much about my plan because something else was abundantly more pressing. Today I had a study session with Haerin on the docket! Well, more like a tutoring session, since I was volunteering to help her and her friends prepare for their upcoming math exam.

As soon as I returned to the comfort and safety of my car, I pulled out my phone and saw a few notifications. Haerin's name sat at the top of them as the most recent message was from her. It was short and simple, but it still put a smile on my face:

Haerin

me and my friends just got here, you can come whenever

I smiled to myself and typed up a quick response:

cool cool im omw

I scrolled through the other notifications, seeing the goobers group chat with a bunch of texts that I had ignored after I notified them that I was going to be skipping practice today to study. They seemed to be pretty chill with it, though Haechan was sounding pretty upset and mad about me missing another practice.

But I just brushed him off and sent him a simple apology text and that I'd make it up to him next time. I had better things to do than obsess over volleyball. My last notification came from Nakyung, who was whining about waking up this morning:

Nakyung

fuckkk my legs are sore, my pussy hurts, and i'm so exhausted

I chuckled to myself, remembering what happened yesterday. She was definitely right, and the memory of fucking her and filling her with my cum had me getting a hard-on again. The only thing that saved me from a full erection was the knowledge that I had to go meet with my current crush in a bit:

sorry remind me to make it up to you someday

I tossed my phone aside after clearing the notifications. Starting the ignition, I buckled my seatbelt and checked my mirrors for the parking lot. Once it was clear, I backed out and drove off, heading back towards campus. I came to the hardware store right after my first class, knowing I had a gap period to burn. If I planned to spend more time with Haerin today, then I would be skipping my last two classes of the day, one of them being the English class with Ryujin.

I've skipped that class before, so there's no harm in doing it again. It makes me look like an irresponsible partner, but whatever. There's more important things to do! The drive back to campus was brief, and luckily parking near the library was easy to find. I parked and grabbed my backpack from my passenger seat, tossing the bag over my shoulders and shutting the car door.

I felt the warm breeze blowing against my skin. The sun was up in the sky and there were barely any clouds. It was a sunny day, perfect weather. Even the universe was supporting me. My mind was in a great place, and I was feeling confident. I took my phone out and and sent off a text:

just made it back to campus, about to head to the library

As I started making my way through the parking lot, a soft ding echoed from my phone.

She had sent a picture of her table, cluttered with various pages of notes, scattered highlighters and colored pens, while throwing up a thumbs-up in front of the camera. Across the table, I can make out another mess of papers and stationery, which I assumed belonged to Haerin's friends.

I'm pretty social but even this part of the day had me nervous. Every good relationship includes her friends, and if the friends don't like you, then the relationship is doomed from the start. Haerin already had a good impression of me, I think, and that's a start but I still had to impress her friends.

I slipped my phone into my pocket and picked up the pace, jogging across campus and briskly walking past stray students. The walk towards the library didn't take too long, and soon enough I was standing outside of the double doors. I took a moment to catch my breath from the unprecedented light exercise, before finally pushing the door open and entering the library.

I figured she'd be on the second floor again after I didn't spot her in the café. Heading up the stairs, my eyes were peeled and scouring the second floor, searching for the girl. It didn't take me long to find her. After all, she was again seated at that same table we last studied together at, deep in the back corner of the floor, surrounded by her two friends.

All three of them were chatting away, their eyes darting back and forth between their papers. Haerin was the only one who seemed to notice me first, as her eyes flicked up and her smile appeared. She waved towards me, prompting the other girls to look up and acknowledge my presence as well.

"Hey," I breathed, coming up to the table.

"Hi Minjae!" She greeted, a soft smile forming on her face. Her smile was so cute, and the way her lips curled up was adorable. She was wearing a white crop-top with a warm, beige flannel and cargo pants. Call me delusional, but was Haerin more dressed up than usual? The two times I've seen Haerin, she was in a casual hoodies and shorts combo. I couldn't tell if it was true, but something about her clothes today were different. Nah, I'm looking too deep into it.

I turned my attention to her two friends, noticing both of them were girls. Sitting across from Haerin was a skinny girl with slightly wavy brown hair falling past her shoulders and touching against her back. Next to her was another girl with straight black hair that fell just below her shoulders, her bangs hanging low and framing her small face.

I dropped my backpack onto the floor and took the last empty seat next to Haerin, sliding down in my chair, "Hi, I'm Hwang Minjae," I greeted the other girls, offering a handshake. They each reached their hands out, and I shook their hands.

"Hi! I'm Mo Jihye, but call me Danielle, it's my English name! It's so nice to meet you," the one with the wavy brown hair spoke, her voice high pitched, with a hint of an accent. Her face was pretty and her eyes were big and bright, giving off a childish aura.

"I'm Hanni Pham, you can just call me Hanni," the black haired girl introduced herself. Her voice was softer and sweet, with her lips forming a warm smile. Her face was cute, round and her lips were big and pouty. Both of them were pretty and cute, and they both gave off a warm, friendly vibe.

I had to admit, I was a little taken off guard at how outgoing these girls were. They didn't say much yet, but they had an undertone of confidence and energy, something Haerin didn't really have. I would’ve expected friends of Haerin to be either just as introverted and shy as she was.

"Nice to meet you both," I replied, smiling at the two of them. "Haerin was really excited for me to help you guys out."

"Ahh, we're thankful, thank you for coming, even though you were probably busy," Hanni thanked, bowing her head a bit.

"It's not a problem, really," I waved off, "it's not like I had any other plans, anyway."

"So, Minjae, what's the best way for us to do this? How are you going to help us?" Danielle politely asked, arranging her notebooks and pens in a neat, organized stack.

"Well, uh, first I'll have to ask what you guys are having trouble with exactly, and then we'll go from there. This is for your calculus exam, right?" I asked, leaning down and grabbing my backpack.

"Yeah," Haerin answered, flipping open her notebook and flipping through her notes. "The midterm goes over the material from the beginning of the year, and some topics we learned recently. The last few lessons have been difficult for us, so I was thinking maybe we can focus on those?"

I nodded, unzipping my backpack and pulling out a notebook, a calculator, and a pen, "Sounds good."

We spent the next half hour or so going over their notes, highlighting the main issues and topics they were having difficulty understanding. While they did know what was going to be on the exam, it was evident that their notes were pretty messy and confusing. Their professor must be one of those fast paced, no-bullshit types of teachers who just goes through everything without waiting for the class to catch up or understand.