Beneath the Ice: A University Love Story

11 | Finding Comfort in Each Other

After parting ways with Becky, Freen walked briskly to her next class. Her thoughts, however, kept wandering back to the night before—the way Becky had held her, kissed her, and made her feel safe. Freen had never experienced such intimacy, such vulnerability, and it left her feeling lighter, almost glowing.

Class after class, she couldn't help but glance at the small hickeys Becky had left on her neck, quickly adjusting her collar to try and hide them. Her friends would definitely notice, especially Nam. Freen sighed at the thought. I'm in for it today.

Once her classes were over, Freen made her way to her student council office, where she knew Nam would be waiting. Sure enough, the moment she walked in, Nam was sitting at her desk, arms crossed with a teasing grin on her face.

"Spill the tea." Nam said immediately, not wasting a second.

Freen raised an eyebrow, pretending not to understand. "What are you talking about?"

Nam rolled her eyes dramatically. "Oh, don't play dumb, Freen. I know something happened between you and Becky."

Freen hesitated, trying to figure out how much she wanted to reveal. "We went to her beach house, that's all," she said casually, hoping it would be enough.

Nam narrowed her eyes, leaning in. "And?"

"And what? We just went there, nothing more," Freen said, but she could feel her face betraying her as a slight blush crept onto her cheeks.

Nam leaned back with a satisfied smirk. "Oh please, you're glowing today, like someone who just lost their virginity."

Freen's eyes widened in shock, and she turned to Nam, who was now wiggling her eyebrows playfully. "So, am I right?"

Freen sighed, realizing she couldn't hide anything from Nam. "Yeah," she admitted quietly.

Nam's jaw dropped. "Wait, you actually...?" Freen nodded, and Nam's face lit up. "Oh my God, how was it?" she asked excitedly.

A smile tugged at the corners of Freen's lips as she recalled the night. "It was... really good," she said, the warmth from the memory spreading through her.

Nam dramatically covered her face. "Am I seeing this? Freen is smiling! And it's because of Becky!" she teased.

Freen's face quickly shifted from a soft smile back to her usual cold expression. "Nam, shut up and get out. I have work to do," she said, her voice stern.

Nam, not one to back down easily, stood up with a grin. "Alright, alright, I'm leaving. But you might want to hide that hickey on your neck," she said with a wink before walking out the door.

Freen's hand immediately flew to her neck, and she pulled out a small mirror from her drawer. Sure enough, there was a noticeable hickey just next to her shoulder. "This girl," Freen murmured to herself, shaking her head with an amused smile. She tried to adjust her shirt to cover it, but it was no use. There were too many marks, especially on her chest where Becky had left her love bites.

Despite the teasing, Freen felt an unfamiliar but pleasant sense of happiness. Her heart felt lighter today, and she wasn't sure why. It was a strange but comforting feeling.

......

Meanwhile, Becky was in the boxing ring with her coach, Billy. She stepped into the court, wearing her usual workout gear, when Billy shot her a knowing look.

"So, you're not a virgin anymore," Billy teased as soon as she arrived.

Becky's eyes widened. "What? What are you talking about?"