Delinquent Girls Are Too Fond of Me

About a week had passed since that incident.

I spent my days going about my normal school life again.

Meanwhile, I waited nervously for Lee Ju-ha to contact me, as he said he would soon…

I couldn’t focus on gaming, and I wasn’t sleeping well either. The thought of my urethra being pierced was a horrifying nightmare.

“Hey, Lee Jun-hyung.”

“Be here by 7. Sending the address.”

It was a text from Lee Ju-ha.

At last, the day had come.

From what I’d heard, he’d bought a camera and seemed to be preparing all sorts of things…

Seriously, what the hell? Was he planning to film something? My head was spinning in confusion.

Would he at least blur my face out?

Or was he just going to send me off because he couldn’t be bothered?

No, wait… was he really planning to have sex with me?

Does that mean I’m losing my virginity? Am I actually going to have sex?

My head grew hot from the flurry of chaotic thoughts.

Lost in confusion, I eventually found myself standing in front of the address Lee Ju-ha had sent me.

A small villa.

It seemed to be the place where he lived alone.

“Shit…”

Should I run?

I was completely torn.

Fifty percent of me wanted to bolt, overwhelmed by the sense that something disastrous was about to happen.

The other fifty percent? It was the hopeful excitement—Am I really going to lose my virginity?

But it felt like my penis was in control because the second feeling was starting to dominate more.

Screw it.

I rang the doorbell at the front gate.

“Hey, uh… It’s me.”

After a brief silence, there were heavy footsteps, and then the door opened.

It was Lee Ju-ha.

“‘Hey, it’s me’? What the hell. Are you a delivery guy?”

What else was I supposed to say? Yelling “Open up!” could have gotten my urethra pierced.

I hesitated awkwardly, frozen at the entrance.

This was my first time stepping into a girl’s room. Especially a delinquent girl’s room.

“What are you doing? Not coming in?”

“Oh, uh…”

The room was surprisingly clean.

I thought it would be a bit chaotic, considering Lee Ju-ha’s personality, but it wasn’t. Either she was naturally neat, or maybe she’d just cleaned up.

Her outfit was casual.

A white tank top and something like dolphin shorts—super short.

Every time she moved, her breast jiggled, and her cleavage was fully visible.

I hadn’t noticed before, but damn, her breast was so big.

Maybe it was because her frame was on the larger side.

She probably didn’t weigh just 50 kilograms—maybe closer to 60?

Considering how skinny I was, I started to worry if my waist would snap if she pinned me down.

“Sit down, you idiot. You’re making me dizzy. If you’re thirsty, drink that.”

I nodded.

There was a faint, intoxicating scent of skin, mixed with the unique smell of bedding.

I was so nervous that my leg started shaking.

Had I ever been alone with Lee Ju-ha like this before?

No, I don’t think I’d ever been one-on-one with her like this.

I’d always seen her with her group of delinquent, so this was new to me.

One-on-one, Lee Ju-ha felt a bit different.

Rather than the cool, laid-back vibe she usually gave off, she seemed more expressionless and intimidating.

“…Are we really… doing it?”

“What, do you think we’re doing it for pretend?”

I clammed up. So it was real.

Lee Ju-ha started moving around busily, setting something up.

I was so nervous. My hands were shaking. My whole body felt jittery.

“You nervous?”

“J-Just a little?”

‘Damn, this feels like the roles are reversed. Why does it feel like I’m the one being… taken? Well, I guess I am.’

“You’re a virgin, right?”

“…Yeah.”

“Lucky you, losing it.”

‘Doesn’t feel lucky at all.’

I swallowed the words before they got out. Saying that out loud felt like a guaranteed way to get my urethra pierced.

I mean, I had my own romantic ideals for a first time too. Something sweet and tender, with my dream girl… not being treated like some kind of tool.

“If you can’t do this sober, crack open a bottle of soju or something.”

“If you can’t get it up, you’re dead.”

“I’ll just do it.”

Opening a bottle of soju and failing sounded like a sure-fire way to end up with a pierced urethra.

“You’ve watched a lot of porn, right? You know there are certain things guys find hot.”

“Uh… yeah. Yeah, I guess.”

“Think about it while we’re doing it. Things like angles or whatever. And at some point I’m going to give you my phone – use it for close-ups or whatever. You’re playing cameraman too. Got it? If you just go through the motions without thinking, I’ll smash you.

How was I supposed to do that? I wasn’t a professional.

Still, I nodded. I figured I could just take her feedback and improve later if it came to that…

“Alright, done.”

Having finished her preparations, Lee Ju-ha sat down in front of me.

She wasn’t exactly what you’d call beautiful. Just average.

But there was something undeniably hot about her—a vibe that made her seem like she’d be really good at this. Like, once she started, she’d go at it like a wild animal or something.

I noticed the red light on the far-off camera, already recording.

My nerves were on edge. My whole body felt strange.

There was this queasy sensation, like I was about to throw up.

This wasn’t the kind of sex I’d imagined—getting close to someone over time, the mood naturally building, and then easing into it.

Everything about this was sudden.

Everything.

“You scared? Lol.”

I was scared. Nervous.

Nothing catastrophic was likely to happen, but I had no idea how Lee Ju-ha was going to handle my penis.

She was the one about to be “pierced,” yet I was the one on edge.

“Let’s start by taking this off…”

With that, Lee Ju-ha pulled off her tank top.

Thud. With that sound, two massive breasts dropped free.

…They are sooo big.