Her Bully | PURINZ

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C H A E W O N
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Everybody knows I'm the top bitch of this school; I own this place—and one thing I own too is the loser chatting away with Hong the great Eunchae at their cafeteria table.

That's right, I own that girl with the brown eyes in this school.

Like it or not, she's great at sex.

And she's—well, great at being nice too.

She's a nerd, after all.

Like nobody's ever wanted to cook pancakes for me before or come to my house at 6am because some hobo likes my Lucky Charms cereal—but yeah, Nerdy's different.

But only in a slave kind of way.

If there was a slave competition, I'd say she won it all.

And just like that day with her in my house again, I really wanted to get away from her.

I don't know why, but seeing her cook pancakes for me just really annoyed me.

So, I said I was going to have brunch with Ryujin—but fuck, I forgot she's smart and nerdy, so she just had to pull out one of the rules.

I had to think fast and thus, the most logical and safest way to go—is to make a new rule and say you can't interfere with crushes.

But gross, Ryujin and I are never going to happen.

She's not my type, and I don't like people who talk behind my back either.

So, to my surprise, as I'm sitting here at the cheering squad table, one of the girls—a newbie, Jung Ahyeon with dark brown eyes, brings up the nerd to a conversation.

"Don't you guys think Huh Yunjin is pretty?" she asks, her eyes twinkling.

Everybody stops eating and stares at her, and I smirk because, ha, no one's going to want to talk about to Nerdy.

"Are you kidding me?" someone suddenly shouts, causing a few others to say it along with her. I frown at this.

"Huh Yunjin is smoking hot." Hyein says, chuckling.

"If she were a member of the cheering squad, she'd be the hottest one walking around—and that's coming from me." she chides, causing others to nod along.

Ahyeon giggles and puckers her lips a bit. "So why does everyone hate her?"

I try not to say anything and just hear what's going on.

"It's not like we hate her, it's just that she's the nerd and we're the cheerleaders. So, we show her that we hate her because that's the system." Ryujin explains from beside me with a few hand gestures.

Hyein chuckles and nods at that. "That's exactly it. But other than that, she's definitely pretty. I was actually waiting for one of the guys to start asking her out, but they're too scared because of her being a loser."

Wonyoung jumps into it and points her fork at Ahyeon.

"That is also true, they're wimps, but I know everyone wants to get inside her pants—even the ladies." She hums, chewing on an apple after saying that.

My frown just gets deeper.

They don't even know what she's packing underneath those pants of hers.

"Well lucky are the ladies—" Ryujin says, smirking. "Because Huh Yunjin is 100% gay."

All the cheerleaders gasped and giggled along, I had to follow with them too.

Ahyeon leans forward on the table and winks at everyone.

"Well then guys, I guess you all know what I'm doing next." She hums out, wagging her eyebrows as she moves her eyes to fucking stare at my loser.

Scowling, I cross my arms together in a threatening motion.

"What? Are you going to ask her out?" I scoff, rolling my eyes.

"Maybe." Ahyeon hums, smiling to herself.

"I mean, I just came out—and I think Yunjin would be a perfect girlfriend." She explains herself, smiling some more.

"What if she doesn't even like you?" I huff out loud, causing others to nod along with me.

Ahyeon smirks at me, and I see her eyes darkening. "I'll find out then, huh?"

That left me speechless.

No way.

No way is Jung Ahyeon going to get my loser.

That nerdy has rights to me only.

"Besides Chaewon," Hyein hums, tilting her head to the side at me. "Didn't you get in her pants already? How is she?"

My eyes drop down, and I shuffle in my seat uncomfortably.

Ahyeon leans forward, and her jaw drops. "You had sex with Yunjin?"

I glare at her and grit my teeth.

"I did not." I shot back.

Ryujin laughs beside me and stops eating her sandwich. "What Chaewon's trying to say is, she lost the bet and didn't get to sleep with her."

By my left, Wonyoung frowns. "Wait, there was a bet?"

Ryujin hums and nods, making the sweat drop down my neck.

"Yup, you don't know about it because you're not seniors. It's a tradition of the senior batch to bet the captain of the team—" she says, pointing at me.

"—unto doing something crazy, and we bet her to get inside Yunjin's pants—which she failed to do so."

Ahyeon gasps. "What happened?"

I shrug my shoulders, feeling my lungs about to crash.

"She climbed out of the window while I was undressing myself." I mumble out, saying the same old excuse.

Everybody laughs at this.

And Wonyoung couldn't help but say, "Maybe she doesn't find you attractive, Chaewon."

I don't bother replying to her because I know the truth and her words aren't going to sting me.

But what Ahyeon said, did sting me.

"Well then, I'm going to try on Yunjin." she says, smirking as she continues to stare at my loser, who's looking at something Hong the great Eunchae is drawing on while smiling and showing off her whiskers—her lips are to die for, by the way.

And no, that's not going to happen.