Perfect to Mr. Kim

1

"Sujin! Wait up!"

I roll my eyes and turn to the voice calling my name.

"Yes, Dae?"

"You dropped your book."

"Which one?"

"Hmm, I don't know. This one." He shoves a brown leather book in front of my face.

"Ah. Thank you." I snatch it away. Thank god he's not the kind of person to go and read my diary.

"Do you have time tonight?"

"For what? I'm a busy person."

"I was hoping we could hang out."

"Lemme check my schedule." I pull out my phone and scroll through today's events.

"So?" He smiles and jumps slightly with his arms behind his back.

"I have a project until 6pm but after that I am free today after school."

"Is Jun gonna be in tonight?"

"No he has work. Why?"

"Just curious. I'll meet you at 7?"

"Sure. See you."

He gives a flirty wink and runs off to his next class. I smile to myself, thinking about how adorable he actually is. Checking the time, I notice it was 2:30pm. Time to meet Youngjae for our history project. I walk down to his dorm room and text him to alert my presence was on its way.

Omw :) -sj

See you soon ;) -jj

I gently knock on his door.

"Welcome, Miss Hwang. Are you ready for our project?" He smiles at me.

"Why, of course. I set aside enough time for us to finish our project even if we get sidetracked and/or distracted in some way."

"Smart thinking."

"What else would I bring with my reputation?"

We laugh as we sit down and look at our books. We were going along pretty well when he leaned closer to me.

"Y'know... I could go for a break right now. How about you?" He smiled up at me, his subtlety pouring out.

"Well, I guess we are almost done. We have time to spare. Don't you agree?" I inched my face closer to his.

He smiled and connected our lips.

The kiss heated up fast with him throwing our books to the side. I was soon laying beneath him as he mouthed my neck and rubbed his hips against my own. His lips moved to my mouth again as he struggled to get out of his clothes. I helped him and he helped me in return. He reached into his drawer and pulled out a condom. "Do this a lot?" I joke.

"Why? Do you?" He smirks as he puts it on and positions himself. Not allowing me to answer, his lips hungrily attached to mine once more as his length dived between my hips. He kept up a fast and hard pace, his facial expressions scrunching and gasping as he neared his high. Profanities left his lips as I moaned a little here and there.

To me, it was just another man. None of them felt special. None of them would love me so why should I love them?

It was relatively unknown that I was like this.

Well, it was occasionally rumored but, once they came face to face with me, it was quieted.

Who in their right mind would suspect the school nerd?