ARCHENEMY - M.Mina

IX

As you and Mina walked to her house, her hand never disconnected from yours. Her palm was sweaty from both the nervousness and the excessive heat. You had desperately wanted to let go and wipe your hand on the side of your pants. Your mind drifted off, and you began to think about soccer tryouts.

At your old school, you were an amazing player. You scored at least two goals every game, and you absolutely dominated your competition. But you couldn't help but think it would be different here. The schools were private and prestigious, meaning parents had paid for their students to play there.

Suddenly, an overwhelming feeling of anxiety gurgled in your stomach. You had never questioned your abilities before, but now you were beginning to. All you can do is play the best you can and hope for the best. Also, as a bonus, you would get to hang out with Nayeon more.

You slightly shook your head to leave your thoughts behind. Glancing over, Mina was observing you. She watched as your face contorted into many emotions and began to wonder what you were thinking about.

"Are you okay?" she asked.

Her honey voice broke you out of your thoughts for good.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I just got lost in my own head," you explained.

She nodded, allowing the silence to accompany your walk up the driveway. As she unlocked the door, you took mental note of the keypad combination, 1452. You weren't sure why you did this, but it almost seemed like it would come in handy if there was ever an emergency.

When you walked in, you slipped off your shoes and neatly aligned them by the door, making sure they were symmetrical. Mina watched you with a smile and furrowed eyebrows, wondering why you did that.

"Can I get you anything?" she asked once again, breaking the silence.

"I'm okay," you answered shortly.

"The bathroom is right there," she informed, pointing at a door, "and I'm going to get changed upstairs."

You nodded and walked into the bathroom. I was again shocked at the beauty of her house. An overwhelming scent of vanilla filled your nostrils and clouded your senses. The walls and floors were made of gorgeous white marble. The bathtub was polished white with silver plumbing fixtures, so clean you could see your reflection. It had a wooden bath tray across it horizontally, and placed on top were plenty of expensive soaps. The bathroom had plenty of greenery as plants roamed free throughout the spacious room.

You began to change, slipping off your clothes and undergarments. What replaced them was a black bikini. It was just a basic two-piece with strings on either hip and another that was tied behind the neck for support.

You stopped for a moment before exiting the bathroom and admired yourself in the mirror. One of your biggest priorities was staying fit. Of course, that came easy, as you were always practicing for soccer in and off season.

Though you soon realized the dried blood on your thigh. How had you not realized this while getting changed? You ran some lukewarm water and cleaned out the four deep, fingernail-shaped cuts in your leg. You winced and dried it off with the customary hand towel.

As you looked at the injury in the mirror, you began to wonder why you were even here. Why were you hanging out with someone who hurt you and found it hard to ever be kind to you? Mina had just begun wrapping you around her finger, and there was no stopping now. You left the bathroom, shutting off the bright light behind you.

Seemingly on cue, Mina walked down the stairs. You stopped for a moment to admire her. Her bikini was low on the waist and high on the hips, enunciating her curves. As your eyes wandered up, you noticed Mina's cleavage. You assumed she didn't have much, but the top she was wearing pushed them up graciously and made them look much larger. You noticed she had one hand behind her back and the other holding her hair up.

"Could you help me tie this?" Mina asked sheepishly.

You bit your tongue and repressed all the snarky things you could've said about how she was incapable or how she should have a maid do it. You nodded wordlessly, and she turned around. As you approached her, your breath hitched in your throat, and your fingers hesitated. They hovered over her pale skin, accessorized with beauty marks. Mina stayed quiet, knowing you were fighting a conflict in your mind. It was hard to resist the urge to touch someone so beautiful, but it was also hard to do her a favor.

Your fingers lightly touched Mina's as you grabbed the strings from her hand. As you tied the strings, your cold fingers delicately grazed her back. She shivered from the unexpected cold sensation and let out a giggle. Once you finished, she turned around and noticed your chest was raising and falling much quicker than usual. Being close to the epitome of beauty itself made your breathing irregular and rapid.

"Ready?" She asked but didn't await an answer.

She began to lead you out the patio door and towards a large, indoor pool. It was hidden by the nature that surrounded it, almost as if it belonged in the wilderness. The steps that led to the pool were made of gray stone, and off to the side of the pool were plenty of lawn chairs and tables. The pool itself was crystal clear, with LED lighting and a running waterfall. You could only begin to imagine how many parties were held here.

"It's really gorgeous," you complimented.

Mina walked into the pool and began to float around. You stood on the patio awkwardly, fiddling with your fingers. Mina observed you for a little while. She admired your body in your bikini. Her eyes were scanning every little detail of your body. She took it all into consideration, hoping one day she would get to see you more exposed and raw.

She stopped when her eyes landed on your thigh. Four deep cuts were engraved deeply into your flesh. Mina couldn't help but feel proud. She loved how her mark looked on you.

"Come in, Y/N," she said in a bit of an authoritative tone.

You nodded and allowed your body to acclimate to the cold. As she swam closer, she watched as your chest began to heave and your lips slightly parted. Once she got close enough, you guys were face-to-face with little room to spare. You squirmed uncomfortably against the tile wall. The red LED lights reflecting from the water made her look all the more devilish.

Her hands were now on either side of your body. She had you trapped like a little rabbit in a cage in more ways than one. Your eyes wandered downward to her cleavage, your face turning a deep red when you saw how firm and elevated they were. You looked back up and saw her eyes look at your lips, a twinkle of anger and jealousy in them.

As mesmerizing as Mina was, you didn't want this. Every bone in your body was screaming for you to run.

"I'm sorry. I can't do this," you briefly explained and pushed her off.

You hastily left without drying off. All you did was grab your belongings and slip on a jacket before leaving.

Mina sat in the large pool alone. She now felt as empty as this body of water since you were gone.

"I'm going to fucking kill Momo," Mina whispered to herself.