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“So… Mingi. Who are you giving candy to today? You received a lot on Valentine’s Day!”
Soo-ah, 17 years old, 169.3 cm tall, born in Busan — moved at the age of 4, lives on the 3A in the building immediately after the school — apartment code 9128, has been talking to my senpai for 36 minutes and 17 seconds now — awfully long time.
It’s currently the 14th of March — White Day, where we are expected to reciprocate the gifts we were given back in valentines.
For someone like my senpai, both popular and a gentleman, means breaking quite a few people’s hearts — and also for me, somewhat.
“I- don’t really know yet… I am still thinking of who to gift it to.”
Mingi, as sweet and innocent as always. Adorable how he didn’t want to break that poor girls heart, while having muscles that could easily break a skull.
But then again, that was my senpai, and no other woman nor man is allowed to be that near him.
Thus, my fingers clenched around my pen until my knuckles turned white, my frown made my veins visible and my whole body burnt with rage as I saw her playing with my Mingis’ hair.
“Oh, well… hope you know the expensive one was mine, Mangi~”
The audacity of this bitch to call my senpai Mangi… only I get to call him that…
I pulled my chair back, ensuring the noise was loud and unbearable, for everyone to pay attention. I walked up to them, approaching by Mingis’ back and fulminating that whore with a look she better never forget about.
“Soo-ah!~ I get that you’re excited but you shouldn’t pressure Mingi senpai, he might get uncomfortable… right Mangi?”
My voice became diabetic-like sweet, however my expression remained as threatening as ever. My hands rested in Mingis’ shoulders to avoid being seen by him.
“Oh, Joongie! Well, uhm… I don’t really-“
“It’s ok Mingi, she’ll go away now, won’t you, Soo-ah?”
I moved my hand in circles around his back as I talked, softening my expression as he now turned to face me. As he should always do, only focusing on me.
The bitch walked away, huffing loud enough for me to hear it and look at her, so I just gestured an insult with my lips while I waited for Mingi senpai to pack up.
Which, to her misfortune, she decided to answer by showing me her middle finger.
She clearly didn’t know who she’d just messed with.
The hallways were as empty as they always were after school. No sound other than the squick of the shoes was audible and the faint light of the outside streetlights filtered through the windows.
Soo-ah was lighter than I’d expected. She was actually quite easy to black out and even easier to carry around — which was absolutely perfect.
I now waited for her to wake up after tying her up to a chair and muffling her with a cloth, playing with my utensils as I did.
About half an hour later, I heard a silenced scream and noticed she was conscious once again.
“Oh, so you’re awake, darling!”
I crouched down in front of her as I moved my pocket knife back and forth.
Clearly she didn’t know how this worked and figured it was a good idea to kick me.
Ok.
Two can play that game.
“Oh you fucking *bitch*”
I stood up without stopping my obnoxiously loud laughter and surrounded her slim neck with a strong and firm hold.
“I was thinking of going easy on you but… guess you didn’t want that, huh?”
Her fainting again wasn’t my concern at all, so I didn’t hold back when choking her. However, I didn’t want her to die just yet. I wanted her to feel every single bit of pain that flowed through her skin.
“So, let me have some fun~”
I decided to start easy — just punching her non stop until her whole face was unrecognizable. And every single hit felt like heaven. Every single one was a reminder of the obvious — Mingi senpai was only mine.
Once she was visibly weaker, I decided to get to the main event.
“This will hurt a lot sweetheart, hope you don’t mind.”
I placed her hands on a desk and pinned them down by the wrists. That way, she at least did a good job and stayed still while I cut off her fingers one by one.
She was actually pretty loud for someone as wounded as she was.
A knock was followed by a “coming in!” startled me.
But what was worse was to see Mingi standing in the doorway, holding a small bag.
“Joongie…”
He looked back and forth a few times, his face filled with concern.
Then he approached me, slowly, as if not wanting to be noticed just yet.
“Are you okay, Joongie? I was looking for you…”
His voice was oddly sweet and his hands were warm when he reached out for mine, which were cold as ice and covered with blood.
“It- it’s not what you think, Mingi!”
Instead of running away or screaming at me, he chuckled. Really chuckled. The smile reached his eyes and his crooked tooth was visible. Adorable.
“Baby, you think I haven’t noticed what you’ve been doing?”
Huh?
“You weren’t as discreet as you thought, darling. But… I think it’s really sweet of you, baby.”
His big hands went up to my cheeks and his eyes traveled down to my lip.
He pressed against them without asking or hesitating, but it wasn’t soft and gentle as I thought it would be.
It was rough, possessive and hurtful.
Which was even better.
“I was looking for you to give you pepero but… I think I have a better idea now. Will you be a good boy for me, Joongie?”
Senpai clearly didn’t know the effect he had on me.
“I’ll always be a good boy for you, senpai…”
I’d never seen this harsh and dominant part of him but it just made me feel so small and pathetic for him. It made me feel his.
He grabbed one of the fingers that laid on the table filled with the blood of a now dead Soo-ah, and placed it on my plump and swollen lips.
“Will you be a good boy and eat for me?”
And how could I say no to that adorable face…
I’d do anything he asked.