Seorin University is located in Seoul which selects 1 student for each class every year for scholarships based on criteria. This college is known for having wealthy students where some are studious, while others are spoiled brats and only care about...
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The room was silent except for the sound of dripping water. No one moved.
Carmella's smile grew wider. "Oh, don't be shy now. The buyers will see you naked anyway."
My stomach twisted. One by one, everyone started taking off their clothes.
"Unnie..." Eun-sae's voice shook, barely a whisper. She held onto her clothes tightly.
Before I could answer, Sang-woo started pacing in front of us. "Today is a special day, my dears. You'll get new identities, and we'll see if you're ready for the party. Our buyers only want perfection."
Once we were all stripped, they forced us to stand in the middle of the room. After last night, there was no shame left... whether it was standing naked in front of these monsters or anything else.
Carmella turned to Guk Chul who stepped forward, holding a long, heavy hose in his hands. With a quick flick, icy water blasted out.
The first spray made everyone scream. My back burned as the water hit, soaking my hair and dripping down my face. My body trembled from the shock of the cold.
Even though we tried to stand still, the freezing water left us drenched and trembling. The floor became slippery and wet. Carmella walked around us slowly and I bit my lip hard, trying to hold back the shiver from cold water.
Carmella turned to Guk Chul, who stepped forward holding a heavy hose. With a quick flick, icy water blasted out.
The first spray made everyone scream. My back burned as the cold water hit, soaking my hair and dripping down my face. My whole body shivered.
Even though we tried to stay still, the freezing water made it impossible. The floor became slippery. Carmella walked around us slowly, and I bit my lip hard, trying to stop my tears. My body shook, not just from the cold but from fear and shame.
Carmella laughed. "Perfect," she purred. "Now you look the part. Line up, my little dolls. One by one. It's time for your new names. A fresh start for your new lives."
At the far end of the room, Carmella stood by the door, holding a sleek tablet. She called us forward one by one, recording our details like we were nothing more than objects.
"Nami," she said, looking at the first girl in line. "Nineteen. Virgin. List 1."
A guard grabbed Nami roughly by the arm and dragged her away, tossing her a thin towel.
"Lia," Carmella continued, her sharp eyes moving to the next shaking girl. "Sixteen. Virgin. List 1."
One by one, we stepped forward. Our names and identities were stripped from us under the dim, flickering lights. Each of us felt like we were leaving a part of ourselves behind in that cold, lifeless room.
When it was my turn, my legs felt heavy, but I forced myself to move. My fists were clenched so tightly that my nails dug into my palms.
Carmella tilted her head slightly as she studied me. "Oh," she murmured. "You're already on the VIP list. No need for a new name. The boss will handle that personally."
