Rent A Girlfriend - Ryuryeong

Chap 1

"How much?"

Those were the first words that Lee Chaeryeong said to Shin Ryujin. Ryujin was minding her own beeswax, as usual, when the wannabe-queen-bee just waltzed over to her desk and spoke to her like Ryujin was the scum of the earth. It was the other way around if you asked most people.

"Huh?" Ryujin replied, confusion leaking into her tone. Chaeryeong glared down at her.

"I said, how much?" She dragged the words out way too slowly like Ryujin was stupid or something.

Jesus, she'd heard stories of how annoying Chaeryeong was, but assumed they were just exaggerated. All she'd gotten so far from the stuck-up loner was a glare or two.

"How much for what?"

"You," Chaeryeong answered immediately with no shame whatsoever.

What did she just say...?

"WHAT." Ryujin blurted out loudly, alerting several of their classmates, who were now staring. Fantastic.

"I'm not going to repeat myself, Shin." The vicious way Chaeryeong uttered her name would be more effective if there wasn't a slight tinge of red to her cheeks now. Ryujin was honestly confused as all fuck. Was...Did.....

"Are you trying to pay me to have sex with you?" Chaeryeong's already flushed face reddened further.

"Oh my god, you totally are!"

"Shut up!" Chaeryeong hissed, avoiding the stares of, well, pretty much the entire classroom at this point. 

"That's not what I'm doing. What a narcissistic thing to assume."

Her sneer really didn't go well with her face. She had a kind of modern beauty, Ryujin could admit that she was good-looking. Pretty eyes, a nice lips that went well with her red hair. The nasty glare she was sporting kind of spoiled it.

"Well, asking the amount of what I cost sounds like prostitution." Ryujin could be rude too damn it. That was rude, right? Totally. Yeji would probably gasp in a scandalized manner if she saw.

"I'm not trying to fuck you." The Queen Bitch deadpanned. "I...need something from you."

"Like what?" Ryjin prodded, curious despite herself.

"I need," Chaeryeong was being awfully slow and dramatic. "For you to pretend to date me."

"...What."

"I'll pay."

"You are trying to buy me, what the hell-"

"It isn't like you'd do it for free!"

What the actual shit was happening? Ryujin's brain wasn't built to understand the bitchy complexity that is Lee Chaeryeong. She'd never even said a word to Ryujin, nor an insult until today, and now she just strolls over and tries to basically buy Ryujin. Universe, God, whatever's controlling the way things go, you are one confusing motherfucker.

"No," Ryujin replied simply.

"Why the hell not?" Chaeryeong clearly didn't expect to be shot down. Ah, the woes of being a spoiled-ass rich kid.

"Because I don't wanna," Ryujin said cheerfully, giving a shit-eating grin up at the girl.

Chaeryeong was silent. Face red, probably from irritation instead of embarrassment, she looked at Ryujin's guitar sitting on her desk like she was planning on setting fire to it. Ryujin resisted the urge to cradle it protectively against her chest. After a moment or four of silence, it was beginning to get awkward.