Bai's Sercet

As the commotion unfolded, some onlookers began recording the scene, capturing the fiery glares of Hee Young and her followers directed at Bai. Formerly the campus queen before Byeol claimed her title, Hee Young epitomized the essence of a goddess: breathtakingly beautiful, with fair features, lustrous black hair, radiant skin, and a graceful, statuesque frame that could easily belong to an exotic model.

Bai's mishap resulted in the ruin of her limited edition Gucci attire, a prized possession gifted by her father. "You... you commoner! How dare you," Hee Young seethed, her face flushing crimson with rage.

The player's gang held court in the cafeteria, the girls hovering at a safe distance, sneakily gushing over their alluring presence. Ji-hoon looked devilishly attractive, his slightly damp hair adding to his charm, accentuated by a white pullover and his signature white sneakers. Meanwhile, Jeong-hoon exuded magnetism, sporting a bandana on his forehead, provocatively sucking on a candy and playfully pouting for his admirers. Jung-hoon, sporting a white and blue crochet sweater, idly tapped on his phone, clearly exuding an air of boredom. Chan-yeol exuded his own unique charm, while Byung-ho flashed his signature smile as he noticed the unfolding commotion. He beckoned the others to witness the spectacle. Speechless, Bai trembled, overwhelmed by the sheer unluckiness of the day. As she stared at Hee Young in fear, it seemed as if today would go down as her most unfortunate day. Forget sullying her reputation—Hee Young could potentially shatter her entire life.

In a flurry, Chin-sun rushed to aid her best friend.

"Hee Young seonbae, she's so sorry. We will pay for the dress," Chin pleaded. But something in Hee Young snapped at the sight of Chin-sun's pitiful figure. With a sudden shove, she roughly sent Chin-sun tumbling to the ground, her landing met with a harsh thud. Chin-sun's eyes darted around, catching the glaring screens of recording phones. She looked down, visibly ashamed, her eyes brimming with tears. Hee Young, eyeing her menacingly, sneered,

"Do you think you can buy this dress? This is the limited edition of Gucci!"

The onlookers gasped in shock. The latest edition of Gucci cost a fortune and was notoriously hard to obtain, much less pre-order. Where in the world could these two have possibly obtained it? A sinister grin curved on Hee Young's lips. Jeong-hoon, sporting a sly smile, leaned forward in keen interest, fully prepared to savor the unfolding drama. Hee Young casually picked up a cup of milk from a nearby onlooker, the individual visibly blushing with recognition as their idol chose their beverage. This was surely going down in history. With graceful poise, Hee Young made her way to Chin-sun, adding an air of drama and intrigue to the spectacle. As Chin-sun braced herself for the inevitable splash of milk, a sudden force knocked the cup out of Hee young's hand, spilling its contents onto the ground and onto Hee young and her posse. The crowd around them gasped in shock, some whispering amongst themselves while others watched with a hint of excitement. Hee young let out a high-pitched shriek as she noticed the milk stains on her already ruined clothes, and her eyes darted towards a girl who looked completely out of place in her conservative surroundings. It was Mia, the foreign exchange student, dressed in revealing clothing and exuding confidence with her signature stance: arms crossed, waist tilted to one side, right leg jutting forward, and a look that screamed "I'm in charge."

"You don't go around bullying people because of your cheap stained Gucci wear," her voice was crisp, rolling with a thick American accent. Hee Young's face gradually turned red with rage. Who the hell was this foreign girl? Didn't she know who she was? The onlookers murmured among themselves, and Hee Young's eyes darted around the cafeteria. Everyone was looking at her, muttering and pointing fingers. The daughter of a four richest millionaire was being humiliated like this?

As Hee young searched for the perfect comeback, she noticed her crush approaching. Suddenly, she froze. Her minions glanced eagerly at her before they caught the sight of Min-sun. As he approached with an air of authority and intensity, the cafeteria grew tense and a chill filled the air. Hee Young's allies sensed trouble brewing, knowing that Chin-sun was their rival for Min-sun's attention. It was clear that she was his girlfriend, and crossing him would have dire consequences, especially for Hee young. His face hardened, his expression inscrutable, but his eyes held a dangerous glint. The tension in the air rose, with an air of uncertainty and impending danger.

Mia's attention was caught by the abrupt shift, causing her to spin around and witness the approach of a stunning figure. Without hesitation, Min-sun slipped a check into Hee Young's pocket and took the tearful yet bewildered Chin-sun in his arms.

Contrary to his icy demeanor, his actions were gentle and tender, as if he were delicately cradling a fragile flower.

"Never repeat this mistake," he warned with a voice that conveyed eighty percent threat and twenty percent hostility. The intensity in his words left no room for doubt. Chin was taken aback, witnessing him in a state of anger she had never seen before. Min-sun's gaze held concern and tenderness as he offered a fleeting glimpse of a gentle smile. Turning to Mia, he nodded appreciatively, then walked away with Bai and Ae-cha trailing behind.

Hee Young's eyes welled up with tears, a mix of jealousy and frustration building up inside her. Gripping her dress tightly, she balled her hands into fists, leaving creases on her once smooth garment. Unable to contain her anger any longer, she let out a scream of frustration before storming out of the cafeteria. Mia chuckled with amusement, finding the situation interesting before continuing on her way. Jeong-hoon let out a sigh, Ji-hoon absentmindedly rubbed his neck out of boredom, Jung-hoon wore a wide grin, Chan-yeol rolled his eyes in response, and Byung-ho nodded with delight.

People couldn't help but turn their heads as they caught sight of Min-sun confidently strolling through the campus, with Chin-sun held tightly in his arms. Blushing with shyness, Chin-sun buried her face in his chest, enjoying the scent of his cologne and the comforting rhythm of his heartbeat against her cheek. The incident quickly went viral on the forum and the school's social media page. Min-sun signaled to his car and assisted Chin-sun inside, noticing her downcast expression. He pulled her into a tight bear hug, whispering,

"Are you alright?" with concern in his voice. Chin-sun nodded sadly, his heart aching. Seeing her like this pained Min-sun deeply; he hated to see her closed off in sadness. Gently lifting her face by the chin, he locked eyes with her and whispered, "I love you." Chin-sun blinked away her tears and nodded in response.

As Min-sun leaned in and kissed her passionately, Chin felt a void. His tongue danced with hers, but her heart yearned for that spark of excitement and flutter of butterflies that she didn't feel. As Chin thought about Min-sun being her first love, a sudden memory of Baek Hyeon flashed through her mind. A warm feeling filled her belly, and a delightful sensation ran through her veins. Abruptly breaking their kiss, Chin felt a rush of panic and her cheeks turned crimson. Her eyes darted around, searching for answers. Why on earth was Baek Hyeon invading her thoughts? The confusion left her bewildered. Noticing Chin's panicked state, Min-sun misunderstood, thinking that he had rushed her and made her uncomfortable. He felt a pang of shame, realizing he hadn't considered her feelings.

"Sorry"

" Apologies accepted" (´｡• ᵕ •｡`) ♡ Chin-sun, still feeling a bit confused, but held Min's hand and flashed him a reassuring smile. Later in the afternoon, after her lectures, Chin-sun began packing her things, ready for the next adventure.

A notification from Professor Jimin interrupted her thoughts, causing her to pause and reflect on recent events. Lost in contemplation, she couldn't help but wonder about the implications of everything that had transpired. Curiosity piqued, she made her way to Professor Jimin's office.

"Come in," he responded to her knock. As she approached his desk, he unexpectedly asked,

"Are you alright?"

Chin blinked in disbelief, taken aback by the unexpected question. Confusion and surprise filled her mind as she realized that Professor Jimin might have seen the incident in the cafeteria online.

"I..." she started, but before she could say anything, he interjected, "Stay away from trouble." A glare of silence passed between them, leaving Chin feeling frustrated and regretful for accepting Bai's suggestion to become Professor Jimin's TA.

"We have a dinner meeting with associates and guests. Be on your best behavior, understand?" Jimin sternly instructed. Chin-sun couldn't help but roll her eyes and mock his voice, sticking her tongue out when he wasn't looking. However, to her surprise, Jimin glanced at her. Quickly changing her expression, she responded with feigned enthusiasm, "Yes, sir!"

A mysterious figure darted towards the seedy side of town, pulling up her hoodie and discreetly slipping into a dimly lit nightclub. Taking a secret route, she made her way into the backstage dressing room. "Well, well, well, look who's here early," a woman with a risqué costume and bold makeup remarked.

"We need to hurry, rehearsals are about to start," she said, lighting a cigarette before strolling off. In the dressing room, the girl quickly transformed herself, shedding her hoodie and baggy pants for seductive stripper attire. With skillful hands, she applied bold makeup and added extensions to her hair. After her stunning transformation, she emerged as a captivating and alluring stripper. Her outfit perfectly accentuated her curvaceous figure, with a corset that emphasized her ample bosom and showcased her exquisite cleavage. Her firm nipples added an alluring touch, as they stood proudly and exuded a supple allure. Her skirt was provocatively designed, revealing a generous amount of flesh at her hips and thighs. Her voluptuous buttocks were undeniably captivating, drawing the gaze of onlookers. With her snake-hipped physique, she commanded attention as she took the stage, captivating the audience with her seductive performance in the strip club. With her mesmerizing dance moves and melodic voice, she entertained the elite clientele of the club. However, she had no interest in casual flings, despite the frequent requests from patrons. Unfortunately, her refusal to engage in such encounters earned her the title of "strip queen," a label that didn't bring her any pride.

As she made her way backstage, preparing to embark on her performance, she received a sudden call. Feeling nervous, she took a few deep breaths to calm her racing nerves. With a confident hair flip, she directed her steps towards the V.I.P. room.

The club's policy provided protection for its workers, reassuring her as long as there was concern from the management. As she sauntered through, some strippers muttered and shot her deadly glares—a clear display of envy. She was perfect and highly patronized, and that fact didn't sit well with her peers. Stepping into the room, she found herself surrounded by extravagance and comfort. There, a platform, diverse sex toys, and various objects vied for attention alongside a well-stocked mini bar. As she made her way towards the podium, the sound of her name being called caught her attention. "Bai…"

Bai froze suddenly, her heart pounding frantically like a drumroll. Her head spun in disorienting circles, dizzy with fear. The voice held a menacing intent, laced with mockery. Panic overtaking her, she trembled, retreating a few steps before stumbling in fear, her eyes darting nervously at the encroaching shadows. As the dim light illuminated his face, a sinister smile spread across his features, his eyes dancing with malice and delight. To her shock, she realized it was none other than her cousin, Dong-hyun!