Chapter 159: 1 Woojin

On the way home.

I unintentionally ended up walking with Gyu-ah.

Her boyfriend left, saying he was disappointed in her, and Gyu-ah kept her mouth shut.

‘Should I really do this though?’

I thought about starting a conversation, but wondered if I really needed to show such consideration.

So, I just kept walking silently.

“What are you, senior?”

As we passed the school gate, Gyu-ah asked me irritably.

“Kim Woojin.”

“Ugh-”

Gyu-ah almost cursed at me but managed to hold back.

“You’re really popular, aren’t you, senior?”

“…I won’t deny it.”

Honestly, denying it here would just make me seem weird.

“But knowing that, why did you do that to me?”

When I asked incredulously, Gyu-ah replied irritably, no longer hiding her true feelings.

“That’s why I approached you. I heard that Hyeon-ho was famous in high school, so I lined up there, but university is definitely different from high school.”

What is she talking about.

“Yerin and Yiseo are interested in you. Right?”

“……”

“I often saw them coming to the dormitory to see you. How can you attract both of them at the same time?”

“So what are you trying to say?”

“I have four boyfriends.”

“What?”

What is she saying.

She was pretty in a normal way, but what Gyu-ah was hiding was beyond expectation.

“Oh, I just broke up with one, so now it’s three. Anyway. When you date multiple people, you sometimes want to try something special, right?”

“……”

“There’s a reason why people line up at a restaurant.”

“Are you saying I’m a restaurant with a line?”

“That place is always packed with customers. After all, two of the most eye-catching second-year English majors both want to go there.”

Right.

I’ve heard of such people before. Those who treat their lovers like some kind of resume enhancement.

Gyu-ah was exactly that type.

She approached Ahn Hyeon-ho because he was a notorious delinquent in high school.

She approached me because two of the most popular beauties in the English department showed interest in me.

“You’re really…”

I wanted to tell her she was trash.

But in reality, I was also torn between different women.

Instead, I got curious.

“Doesn’t it bother you at all?”

“What?”

“Juggling three relationships. And still trying to lure other guys.”

“Ah.”

Gyu-ah nodded slightly and shrugged.

“As long as I don’t get caught, it’s fine.”

“……”

“The pangs of conscience disappeared long ago. Now, it’s more like the fun of choosing who to be with today.”

“You’re trash.”

“What does it matter to you.”

Gyu-ah, who was striding forward in annoyance, suddenly stopped and asked, as if she had just remembered something.

“But why do Yerin and Yiseo like you?”

“All of a sudden you ask this?”

“No, I mean, from what I’ve seen today, you don’t seem particularly charming. You’re actually quite annoying. When you tripped me earlier, I really wanted to kill you.” ȑΑNОᛒËș

“I did that to survive too.”

You could say it was my own defense mechanism kicking in.

“You’re not extremely handsome, you’re not well-mannered, and you’re not funny… Do you have a lot of money at home?”

I do have a lot.

But without bothering to answer, I frowned at Gyu-ah.

“What about you? What kind of charm do you have to seduce men like that?”

“I’m pretty.”

“Pretty? Huh.”

The corners of my mouth lift slightly.

Gyu-ah, realizing why I was laughing, bit her lip and retorted.

“Comparing me to Yerin is unfair.”

“But what can you do if people compare?”

Not only Seo Yerin, but even compared to Choi Yiseo or Yu Arin, isn’t she underwhelming?

‘Yu Arin’s chest is a bit…’

Isn’t it?

Among the three, she’s on the smaller side.

“You don’t get it. It’s true that being pretty gives an advantage, but that’s not all there is to seducing men.”

“……”

“Yerin and Yiseo are exactly like that. They’re pretty, but they don’t know how to seduce men. They just rely on their natural talent and crush it with their looks.”

But seeing how those two act, it doesn’t seem like that.

Saying something like that would get me scolded by Seo Yerin and Choi Yiseo, so I should just stay quiet.

“Anyway. Today was a bust. We ditched Hyeon-ho and it’s awkward, and senior you don’t seem like the type to switch sides easily.”

“…Let me give you a piece of advice, if you keep acting like this, weird rumors will start.”

It was advice born from experience.

“Like you, senior?”

Gyu-ah ignored it lightly with a smirk.

Tuesday.

Today, there was a lecture in the morning that both Yu Arin and Seo Yerin were attending.

When the lecture ended, it was still a little early for lunch, so I wondered if there was anything to do.

Snip, snip.

Snip, snip.

Seo Yerin and Yu Arin were sitting in the lecture hall cutting something with scissors.

“What are you guys doing?”

Since they were sitting right next to me, I was curious about what they were doing, and Yu Arin answered without taking her eyes off the paper.

“Our class president asked me to do it. Said it would be used for the freshmen’s MT.”

“MT? Isn’t there still some time left?”

It’s mid-February now, but usually, MT is in late March or early April.

“They said they’re going in mid-March. Just going early to get it over with quickly.”

I see.

I thought about helping, but I’m not good with my hands, so I just watched blankly.

“Arin, how about this? Do you think it’s 1 Woojin?”

Seo Yerin asked, holding out a long paper decoration.

‘What did I just hear?’

I wondered if I heard wrong, so I just stayed silent.

“Let’s cut it to 0.7 Woojin. It’s too long.”

“Really? Got it.”

What’s this?

“What are you guys talking about?”

I hadn’t heard wrong.

I asked what 1 Woojin or 0.7 Woojin meant, and the two just brushed it off, saying it was nothing.

“What is it? What do you mean by 1 Woojin?”

Wondering why they were using my name like that, I kept probing until Yu Arin responded irritably.

“Your dick size.”

“…Pardon?”

What did she just say?

It was Seo Yerin who answered my question.

“It’s just that working is boring, so we talk about other things like this for fun.”

“We used to use other things too, but 1 Woojin stuck, so we kept using it.”

Why do these guys naturally do crazy things the moment I look away?

“Give that to me.”

I took the thing they called 1 Woojin and examined it.

“Hey, this is only about 0.8 Woojin.”

When I corrected them in annoyance, the two of them continued their deep discussion as if they were judging something.

“Huh? This is only 0.8 Woojin?”

“I don’t think so. Looking closely, it’s probably about 1.2 Woojin.”

These guys.

“Give it here, you women. Let’s compare.”

I immediately unfasten the belt around my waist. It seemed like it was time to redefine Woojin’s sense of justice.

“I bet my entire fortune this is smaller than Woojin’s.”

“Your entire fortune wouldn’t even amount to a hundred bucks.”

“Sss, is it a bit smaller? Woojin, hurry up and show us. We need to see it to know.”

Yu Arin mocks my fortune, and Seo Yerin tilts her head, urging me on.

Although I suddenly had to expose myself and get an erection in the lecture hall, strangely, I did not want to lose-!

“What are you doing.”

As I lower my pants to the point where my underwear is visible, a sigh-laced voice comes from behind.

I slightly turn my head to see Choi Yiseo holding a large box, looking at me with disdain.

“Why did you drop your pants.”

“…The ventilation wasn’t great.”

Picking up her clothes again, Yu Arin laughed as if she found it amusing, and Seo Yerin clicked her tongue in disappointment.

“Sigh, what are we doing.”

Choi Yiseo placed the box on the desk with a click of her tongue. Inside were various decorations and tools for embellishing.

“I’ll help too, so let’s finish quickly.”

Choi Yiseo’s words got caught in my throat.

“…You’ll help?”

Wasn’t she against it?

I thought Yu Arin and Seo Yerin were supposed to be the ones helping.

Choi Yiseo shrugged at my questioning gaze.

“We played a drinking game last night, and I won.”

“Hmm? Did you guys go drinking?”

Come to think of it, Seo Yerin did say she had dinner plans and left early yesterday.

I didn’t expect that she would be drinking with Yu Arin and Choi Yiseo.

“Yeah, even Yoon-ji joined us.”

“…Sss, let’s pretend I didn’t hear that.”

Choi Yiseo added a word.

The gazes of the three people simultaneously pierced me, but I pretended not to hear and took the items out from the box that Choi Yiseo brought.

A flat plate.

“A plate?”

“It’s a tool. Used for drawing circles.”

I thought it was really something else.

“Is it 1 Arin?”

When I smiled and pointed at the flat plate, an enraged Yu Arin slammed the desk and shouted.

“It’s 0.5 Arin!”

“What are you talking about? It’s clearly 1 Arin.”

“Give it here, you jerk.”

Then she compared it to her chest.

“…About 0.97 Arin.”

She put the plate down, looking dejected.

“Arin, it’s okay. Chest size isn’t everything.”

“What on earth are you talking about?”

Seo Yerin consoled Yu Arin while Choi Yiseo looked bewildered by the situation.

It was just like me five minutes ago.

I rummaged through the box again and took out a red ball-shaped ornament often seen at Christmas, saying,

“Isn’t this 1 Yerin?”

“You’re talking nonsense!”

Seo Yerin stood up abruptly and cupped her lower chest with both hands.

“How could this and that be the same! No matter how you look at it, it’s 0.5 Yerin!”

Is this the same mouth that was just saying chest size doesn’t matter?

As soon as there is talk about her own chest being small, she immediately freaks out and shouts.

“Touch and compare. Huh? Compare it!”

Since she said to touch, I reached my hand out, but another hand interlocked with mine.

It was Choi Yiseo.

“Ahhhh! Yiseo! Okay! I won’t do it!”

Because of Choi Yiseo twisting my hand right away, I failed to grab Seo Yerin’s chest.

In the end, it’s back to square one.

I had no intention of helping with the work, so I was subtly looking for a chance to escape.

Clatter!

“Woo, Woo, Woojin senior, please help meee!”

As the classroom door opened, Gyu-ah ran in, sweating profusely.

“Please write a statement as a witness!”

It seemed like something had gone wrong.

“Hello, 1.5 Arin.”

Bang!

Yu Arin grabbed my head and slammed it onto the desk.