Pretty Savage | 18+

Chapter 7

I tried not to think about the pheromones that surrounded me. It was really hard. At first, I managed to use the locker room for the disabled. I was alone there; I felt much more comfortable. Unfortunately, in the end, someone complained about me. From then on, you needed a key to the locker room for the disabled, and I was pickling in the locker room with 13 alphas.

     When I washed myself (which was really short, because I really wanted to get out of here), I slid my hand out from behind the curtain, taking my towel and bathrobe. After a thorough wipe, I wrapped myself in a dressing gown, and entered the main part of the locker room.

     To my satisfaction, most of the guys were in the shower. In front of my locker there were 3 boys dressing. Including Yongseok.I turned around, embarrassed, and started looking for my clothes. Of course, I was going to eavesdrop on them. I wondered what was going on in their lives, even if I didn't like them. This is probably wrong. Besides, I had no friends here, and I had no one to talk to.

- I forgot to tell you! - I heard Hwang Youn-jae's voice behind me. - I've found myself a gorgeous slut lately. She makes great blowjobs.

     There is no such thing. What else could they talk about? I noticed a long time ago that sex was the main topic of their conversations. And especially Youn-jae's conversations. I didn't get into them, because it could destroy my reputation. But Yongseok always talked to everyone. I thought he really liked them. He never pointed anything out to them, and as chairman he definitely should.

- Is she an omega? - No way, Yongseok got into a conversation with them about sex? - It was interesting.

     I put on my uniform pants, and began to pull out my shirt, becoming more and more interested in the conversation. I know I shouldn't have eavesdropped on them, but no one saw it now. In the locker room, I had always been quiet and not present, and now I pretended to be so.

- Yes, omegas are the best at fucking - Youn-jae announced, eliciting a cackle from his best friend, Kim Heeseung. - I even thought about fucking some gay ass.

     My jaw dropped and my skin trembled. That was the moment when I definitely felt uncomfortable. I quickly began to button my shirt.

     I'd heard their homophobic jokes more than once, but now I really didn't know if Youn-jae was joking or if he really wanted to do it. Maybe he even wanted my body? I wanted to disappear from this room as soon as possible. I reached for my navy, hanging on a hanger.

- True, omegas are great - I heard Yongseok's voice.

     The Navy fell out of my hands. However, I didn't want to go out. It got interesting again. Could it be that our perfect chairman is involved in this kind of rude things? It was valuable knowledge.

- Don't talk, have you already had your first time? - Heeseung spoke for the first time. - I wouldn't expect that from you.

     Me too.

- I won't say more. Then stick your nose into other people's business, or I'll destroy you - he growled, and fell silent, most likely pulling his things out of the cupboard.

     Shit.

     I decided that this was the moment to evaporate. I quickly put on my jacket and threw my bag over my shoulder. I rushed to the door, nearly colliding with Yongseok. He gave me an irritated look, and scurried through the passage. I was about to close the door when I heard:

- Where always, Yoon-gu. Right now.

     I shivered. I don't know why, I was always stressed, although it was a quick exchange. I took a deep breath and headed for the side exit of the school. I was immediately hit by the cold, and a strong gust of wind. A snowstorm was brewing. I walked towards the main pitch, and hid in the bushes that grew just behind it.

     I pulled a cigarette out of my pocket. I took a puff as soon as I lit it. What a relief. I never wanted to smoke, but the pressure on me was too much. Sometimes I smoked to control my emotions. Then I always reproached myself that it was unhealthy.

     I threw the cigarette butt on the ground, and trampled on it with my shoe. After a while, they appeared.

     Hwan Youn-jae came out from behind the bushes. Right next to him was a girl I knew from school comments. They had not come with her before. Right behind them was Heeseung, browsing something on his phone as usual.

- You told her about it? - I Asked. Ever since I told him my secret, Youn-jae has been boldly blackmailing me. In return, he was not supposed to say that I was gay.

     I was naive and stupid. In my first year, I had feelings for him, so I decided to confess it to him. I will never forget the look on his smiling face. He wasn't looking for love, and today I found out that he was able to get involved with someone just for sex. He laughed at me when I proposed a relationship to him. He thought it would be great news. "The second best student in our school is gay". I realized how quickly it would spread. Such rumors would certainly outrage my mother. I couldn't let that happen.

     For now, I was glad that the only thing I had to do was do their homework, and not pay attention to their behavior.

- Is that him? - the girl asked.

- Yurim - he growled at the girl, who immediately fell silent.

     It's her. It was her that he talked about in the locker room.

     I was amused by his behavior. He was serious, and he looked around as if he were trying to hide his body.

- You're acting like I'm going to sell you drugs. Calm down," I said, gaining his attention.

     Youn-jae gave me an irritated look. He took a pack of cigarettes out of his pocket, and I lent him a lighter as usual. Only after a long while did he answer:

- Don't be so confident. I can always reveal your secret.

- Since the second semester of the 1st year, you have not done any homework. Besides, I write essays for you, and I prepare study materials for you. It would not look good in front of teachers and management. After all, I'm just being bullied - I replied, and his face froze. - Besides, I heard you talking in the locker room.

     He clenched his jaw, fixing a furious look in me. He did not answer for a moment, as if he were looking for the right words. I could enjoy the triumph. Yurim stood behind him, a bit frightened, asking every now and then what conversation he was talking about. Heeseung was lighting a cigarette, and he didn't seem to be very interested in talking.

- Got what I wanted? He asked, bringing a triumphant smile to my face.

     I reached into my backpack and took out a sheet of 10 sheets. I handed them to him, and Youn-jae began to look through them with the others.

-An essay on the Korean War, twice - I glanced at Heeseung, guessing that the second one was probably for him. - Notes of the week. Everything you asked me to do.

     They smiled, not even bothering to say thank you. They just turned around and walked toward the side entrance of the school.

     I hated it, but I didn't want him to give it away because I was gay. A lot of rumors would certainly start. People started talking about me letting go, and giving my ass. If it had gotten to my mother, she would have taught me a lesson that I would never have forgotten.