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Feb 14

TELL ME LIES (series) ━ SJY

CHAPTER ONE: Guilt Looks Good on You

Keeping Jake Sim off-limits should’ve been easy. He was your twin’s best friend, the one line you swore you’d never cross. But one reckless night was all it took to ruin that promise, and now you’re trapped in a secret you don’t want to quit. Worse? Your big and one of your closest friends has been obsessed with Jake for years, and as far as everyone else knows, she’s the only one who’s ever had a real shot with him. So you lie to everyone, over and over, and find that the deeper you sink, the easier it feels because maybe the truth is uglier than you’ll ever admit.

You don’t care who gets hurt, as long as it isn’t you.

pairing: frat!jake x fem!oc

genre: angst, smut, fwb, secret relationship, brother's best friend, greek life, college (american), p with plot

wk: 10.6k

warnings: morally gray characters, profanity, lying, greek life, betrayal, toxic relationships, stereotypical frat boys, underage drinking, hypocritical sunghoon, slut-shaming, mentions of bullying, jealousy, mean!dom jake x sub!femoc, unprotected sex, rough sex, no prep, painful sex (consented), squirting, jake’s got a confirmed girthy 8 inch dick, degrading, creampie, fingering, handjob, crying during sex, forced orgasm, honestly jake is just kind of a grade-a asshole but also so is sunghoon

author's note: chap 1 is finally out! thank you to everyone for showing interest in this! hope you enjoy and pls reblog and send feedback :)

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“You don’t know it yet, but Minju, you’re going to be a Kappa Theta!” Yunjin practically screamed, her voice cutting above the crowd as she jumped up and down, waving the glittering tiger sign with Minju’s name written in perfect cursive.

You knew Kazhua and Wonyoung had been hunched over all night making them, and their effort showed. It looked almost too perfect, with every letter curved just right and tiger outlined so precisely that you had a hard time believing they weren’t printed.

“C’mon, Y/N, your turn,” Chaewon beamed, holding her phone steady, while Yunjin nudged you back into focus.

You forced a smile, even though you knew they’d started to notice that you weren’t all there today. Not this morning or even all week if you were being honest. You’d been rushing girls with the right enthusiasm, laughing at the right moments, and painting the perfect Kappa Theta smile, but it hadn’t been exactly perfectly natural like you had hoped it would be. The glaze in your eyes, the twitch in your forced grin; it was enough to hint that something else had been taking up space in your mind.

Still, you held up the sign around your neck and stepped into position in front of Chaewon’s phone.

“You don’t know it yet, but Yunah, you’re going to be a Kappa Theta!” you cheered, pitching your voice to sound as excited as Yunjin’s had been. You even jumped up and down a little while shaking the sign with both hands.

“So cute!” Yunjin squealed, linking your arms as Chaewon replayed the clip. And it was cute. You looked exactly how you were supposed to. Selling the stereotypical Kappa Theta look had never been an issue for you because it actually was exactly who you were.

Two years of this life further perfected and cemented in you that this was indeed who you were. It also helped that your closest friends were also the quintessential Kappa Theta girls too: Chaewon, your flawless big and current president of your chapter, and Yunjin, your best friend and roommate.”

“I think I see the buses coming!” Giselle’s voice rang out from the balcony, where the seniors were clustered together in their feathered boas and glittering crowns. It was tradition for seniors to watch bid day from above while their boas and crowns marked their senior status in Kappa Theta. Chaewon even had a sash on, a special privilege that came with being president.

Chaewon squealed. “I’m heading up! Love you guys, see you soon!” She squeezed you and Yunjin into quick hugs before dashing inside to go up to the balcony and join the rest of the girls in her pledge class.

You couldn’t help but smile, this time genuine, as the first bus pulled up. The doors swung open, and instantly a flood of girls spilled out, screaming and crying with joy as they spotted their bid day buddy holding signs with their names.

You and Yunjin quickly rushed to the front of the chaos, signs clutched tight, scanning the crowd for Yunah and Minju.

“Y/N!” You heard before you felt a body tackle themselves at you. You knew it had to be Yunah and the two of you giggled while jumping up and down in excitement. You could see the genuine joy in the girl’s eyes and felt a familiar nostalgia as it reminded you of your own excitement when you had finally reached Kappa Theta after you had gotten your bid and ran into Chaewon’s arms when you first saw her and your name on the sign she had been waving.

Once the two of you finally separated you quickly reached inside her bid day bag to take the jersey with your letters on it and quickly put it on her and also took the sign off from your own neck and put it on her. She finally looked like a Kappa Theta.

“Oh my god you’re perfect!” You squealed in excitement. You genuinely had been so excited when you saw that you guys were getting her and seeing her beaming in the letters was everything to you. For once, you were in the present taking everything in and what had previouuly taken charge of your mind was put on the backburner as your sole attention was on your bid day buddy.

You quickly took your phone out to take photos of her and when Yunjin finally found Minju and also celebrated in a very similar way as you and Yunah did, the younger girls also celebrated, which you captured all on your camera before also asking other girls to take photos of you and your bid day buddy and even Yunjin and Minju.

Once all the new girls had found the older girls they were assigned to, the chaos finally started to settle. Pictures snapped in every direction, sisters danced and shrieked, and you found yourself meeting faces you’d already forgotten from rush.

Even in your third year, the adrenaline still felt addictive; loud, glittery, chaotic in the best way. By the time things wound down, you, Yunah, Yunjin, and Minju were back at your shared apartment, crowding into the bathroom mirror, the air thick with setting spray and hairspray as you got ready for Epsilon Nu’s party.

“So, obviously, this is me and Yunah’s first official frat party,” Minju said, perched nervously as Yunjin curled her hair. “Anything we should know about Epsilon Nu?”

“Well,” Yunah answered, brushing out the curls, “it’s Y/N’s twin’s frat, so it’s definitely the one we’re most familiar with.”

“I didn’t know you had a twin?” Yunah’s head snapped toward you, surprise laced in her voice. Minju’s eyes widened too, and you just smiled. You’d grown used to the reaction; twins weren’t exactly common, and people always looked at you like you were a rare treasure.

“Yeah. Sunghoon’s, like, twenty minutes older.” You pulled out your phone, flipping to a picture of the two of you from a summer EN party. “This is him.”

Their eyes widened the second they saw the photo. You almost groaned. You’d seen the look a million times. Most people thought your brother was hot, and he knew it. His ego thrived on reactions like this, and you rolled your eyes each time.

“Don’t get your hopes up,” Yunjin snorted, catching the way they were trying (and failing) to hide their gawking. “He’s only into older girls.”

You huffed a little but nodded because it was true. Sunghoon had always chased older girls, and last year he’d finally gone official with Karina, your sorority’s VP of recruitment. The awkwardness of finding out they were talking had long since faded, though you knew if the roles were reversed, if it were you with one of Sunghoon’s closest friends, he would’ve thrown a fit. You told yourself it was different, that Karina was more of an older acquaintance than a close friend, but you knew your brother would never give you that grace. Especially not if he found out about Jake. The hypocrisy really did make you want to wring your twin’s neck though.

“Yeah, not to mention he’s taken anyway,” you added, voice casual. “By none other than our VP of recruitment.”

It should have ended there, but Yunjin’s smirk gave you away. “Don’t worry, there are plenty of hotties at EN. Right, Y/N?” She arched her brows, and your stomach dropped.

You frowned at her obvious tone, and Yunah perked up immediately. “Wait, Y/N, are you dating one of them?” she asked, whipping around with wide eyes.

You shot Yunjin your sharpest glare. “No, I’m not-”

“Well, technically-” she started.

“Shh, no!”

“They should at least know who’s off-limits.”

“Oh my god, seriously, Yunjin, shut up! He’s not off-limits. I told you-we’re not… closed off.”

“Yeah, sure,” she muttered, smug.

The back-and-forth had Minju and Yunah watching like hawks, eyes wide, hanging on every word. They didn’t dare interrupt; it was too juicy to miss.

Yunjin turned to them with a devious grin. “Girls, just know not everyone at EN is up for grabs. And if Y/N disappears tonight, just know she’s in good hands.” Her voice carried a smug little glint that made your blood boil.

You wanted to kill her.

Keeping things with Jake hidden from Yunjin had been impossible from the start. Living together meant she picked up on things, and the one time she came home from vacation a day early and fully walked in on you and Jake tangled on the couch, the secret was officially over. All three of you had vowed never to speak of it again, but the damage was done (Yunjin was definitely forever scarred from seeing her roommate naked and in the middle of engaging in acts that no roommate should ever have to witness). Since then, she’d been a surprisingly solid cover, even running interference when you needed it. But you still hated that she knew. Some secrets weren’t meant to be shared, even with your best friend.

“Literally, just ignore her, she’s being stupid,” you muttered, rolling your eyes as you glanced at the younger girls. You caught your own reflection in the mirror one last time, forcing a smile as if the shift in subject could erase the tension. “Anyways, if everyone’s ready, let’s go.”

And just like that, the mood shifted like you had hoped, and the four of you tumbled out of the apartment in a rush, clearly excited for the night.

You felt your eye twitch. Again.

Hours had passed since you, Yunjin, and your bid day buddies first arrived at the Epsilon Nu house, and the entire time Chaewon had been with Jake.

And they were still together.

Chaewon’s back faced you, but even from a distance, you could see her arms waving in the air as she told him some animated story, drink sloshing dangerously close to spilling over. Jake leaned lazily against the wall, nursing his own cup, watching her with that practiced half-smile.

And no, them talking wasn’t the problem.

The problem was Jake couldn’t keep his eyes to himself.

If you had a timer, you could probably measure it. Every ninety seconds, maybe less, his gaze sliding off Chaewon and locking on you. And every time, without fail, he’d give you that smirk. The lazy, infuriating one he knew had the power to crawl under your skin and stay there. The one you hated as much as you craved.

He was toying with you, and you were fucking pissed.

Worse, you knew exactly what he was doing to Chaewon. He knew exactly how she felt about him; he’d actually known for ages, and he was still stringing her along. You almost had to respect it. The way he played dumb, like he hadn’t noticed her school girl crush from when they first met his freshman year to how she’d already fallen for him long before Karina even set him up as her formal date. Like he hadn’t had it confirmed straight from your mouth.

Yeah. That was on you.

Revealing your big’s secret, breaking girl code in the ugliest ways; it made you a fake bitch, and you knew it. But in your defense, you’d been high out of your mind and riding the aftershock of one of the best orgasms of your life, and at that point, Jake could’ve asked you to do anything, and you probably would’ve.

“Shit, I think Jake’s definitely gonna be hitting that tonight.”

Your twin’s voice, slightly slurred, yanked you out of your head. Sunghoon’s words landed like a slap, and immediately a frown formed on your face.

“What the fuck, Sunghoon!” Karina snapped, swatting at his chest, glaring at him for even saying it.

“Ah, fuck, sorry.” He shrugged, sheepish, before his eyes caught yours, and the look on your face. “I forgot for a second she’s your big. My bad.”

You scoffed, disgust curling in your throat. “You’re such an ass.”

“Sorry, geez!” He lifted his free hand in mock-defense, the other tightening around Karina’s waist. She shook her head, muttering in disbelief at him. Sunghoon only smirked, unbothered. “I mean, to be fair, she’s had her back to us this whole time. From here, she could be any other girl.”

“Dude, just shut the fuck up. You’re digging your grave deeper.” Heeseung laughed into his cup, taking a lazy sip before sinking further into the couch. His arm slid casually along the back cushion, brushing behind you. You took the opening, leaning closer into his side. He didn’t move away; if anything, his body relaxed against yours.

Heeseung was a flirt; everyone knew it. However, you’d never crossed that line, not really, but when you were drunk, the two of you liked to toe it. And tonight, with Jake playing games across the room, why shouldn’t you? If he wanted to toy with you, you could play right back.

And the result was instant.

The reaction was subtle. In fact, so subtle no one else would notice, not even Chaewon, standing right in front of him, mid-conversation. But you caught it. The flicker in Jake’s eyes, the way his smirk vanished the second Heeseung’s arm settled behind you. He didn’t like it. His lazy grin, the one that had been taunting you all night, was gone. Now it was on your face instead, and you knew the power had flipped.

“Okay, but since we’re on the topic of Chaewon and Jake…” Sunghoon’s voice cut through, shattering your satisfaction. “Y/N, do you know if she’s the one he’s been fucking all summer?”

Your smirk vanished. “What?” You blinked, thrown off, half convinced you misheard him.

“Yeah.” Sunghoon shrugged, oblivious to the shift in your tone. “I swear he’s been hanging out with some girl all summer, and the boys and I are trying to figure out who it is since that fucker won’t tell us shit. He keeps denying it, but we know he’s seeing someone.”

Heeseung nodded in agreement to your brother’s words from next to you. “Yeah, and it’s definitely not just some random hookups either, it’s like an actual sneaky link. He’s always disappearing and always busy. It’s like on schedule or something, which is why we’re tryna figure out who it is. Like, whose pussy got him that addicted that he’s needing it like every night.”

You swallowed hard as you felt your palms go clammy. If Sunghoon and the rest had noticed, then you and Jake weren’t nearly as careful as you thought. One slip. That’s all it would take for this to all blow wide open and fuck up everything.

“Babe, I literally told you, it’s not Chaewon,” Karina cut in with a huff, rolling her eyes. “She’s been at that internship all summer, so it literally couldn’t be her. But seriously, if Jake is still seeing someone while stringing Chaewon along like this? That’s so fucked.”

Your stomach flipped.

You’d done a decent job shoving the guilt down over the summer. No Chaewon meant no reminders, but hearing it out loud, hearing Karina call it what it was (“fucked” and yes you couldn’t deny it wasn’t) made you sick. You swore it wasn’t malicious, and you’d been swearing to yourself up and down that it just happened. But if that were true, if you really felt bad, you would’ve stopped.

And clearly, you hadn’t.

Heeseung’s arm slid further over your shoulders, pulling you into his warmth, but you couldn’t even focus on it. All you could see was Chaewon.

“Ahem.”

Sunghoon cleared his throat loudly, not subtle at all, his eyebrow lifting at the sight of Heeseung’s arm over you. A warning, a reminder.

At the same time, your phone buzzed against your lap.

You caught Karina next to you, perched comfortably on Sunghoon’s lap, and the sight snapped something sharp inside you. His hypocrisy was unbearable. You knew exactly what he’d say if you called him out, but it didn’t make the anger in your chest any less combustible.

“I’m not fucking dealing with this tonight.”

You shook your head, clutching your phone as you stood. You couldn’t handle the weight of it anymore. Chaewon, Jake, Sunghoon’s hypocrisy and stupid rule. Not tonight. You shot Heeseung a look, almost apologetic, before stepping away.

“I’m gonna go find Yunah. Don’t follow me.”

And without looking back, you pushed through the crowd, walking fast, not even caring where you ended up. All you needed was to get away from them.

And the second you found yourself a corner where you could breathe a little, you finally lifted your phone.

jackass

niki’s room in 10

code’s 2005

onlyfans

fuck no

jackass

he’s at his parents

i promise the sheets are clean

onlyfans

what makes you think i even wanna see you after your bullshit tonight

especially for a sleazy fuck on a poor pledge’s bed

jackass

baby u weren’t slick with hee

i know u enjoy this just as much as i do

onlyfans

fuck you

jackass

oh i will

hurry up u know u want it

unless u actually want me to fuck ur big

Your blood was already boiling by the time the keypad flashed green. You shoved the door open and stormed into Niki’s room.

Jake was sprawled out on the bed, phone in hand, scrolling like he hadn’t been waiting. But the second he saw you, the smirk that had been tugging at his mouth curved into something wider and smug as ever.

Asshole.

He was eating it up, the scowl on your face, the way your anger always gave him more satisfaction than anything else. You hated that you couldn’t hide it, couldn’t stop yourself from glaring at him as you came to a sharp stop in front of him.

“Took you long enough.”

He didn’t even put his phone down right away. He let you stand there, fuming as your blood spiked hotter. When he finally tossed it aside, you knew you’d already given him exactly what he wanted.

“What the fuck, Jake?” Your voice cut cold, and the glare you leveled at him would’ve been sharp enough to cut anyone else, but not him.

With him, it only dragged that smirk higher, until it split into a full smile. You could feel it; he got off on this. On you. And sickly enough, it made him hard. Yet, even worse, you couldn’t help yourself from also getting turned on by this sick game you and he always played.

“What?” His tone was infuriatingly casual, like he was mocking you.

He knew. He knew exactly why you were pissed, and he was dangling it in front of you like bait. He just wanted you to say it out loud.

You shook your head, exhaling hard, disbelief running through your veins. “I told you to fucking stop with the Chaewon shit. She’s not a joke, Jake. She’s not some fucking toy you can drag around just because you want to get under my skin. It’s not funny, you’re being a fucking asshole.”

His jaw tightened as you spoke, but his eyes didn’t soften. When you finished, he just raised an eyebrow, the smirk returning in full force.

“Yeah? If you didn’t think it was funny, you wouldn’t keep coming back every night.”

The words landed, heavy and unshakable. You swallowed hard, guilt surging back up like bile, the same guilt that had been gnawing at you downstairs now pressing full force against your chest.

He pushed up from the bed and stalked toward you, step by step until you instinctively moved back.

“If Chaewon really mattered to you as much as you keep insisting she does,” Jake said, voice low and mocking, “then let’s go downstairs right now. Let’s tell her everything. What you’ve been doing all summer. What you’ve been doing since formal. The same night I was her date, yet you were the one bouncing on my dick by the end of the night.”

Your back hit the door with a soft thud. Still, you didn’t flinch. Didn’t look away. Even as he kept closing the distance, inch by inch, until there was nowhere left to go. His nose brushed yours, his breath mixing with yours, and the air between you grew tight, charged.

Silence, except for the sound of breathing.

Seconds stretched into what felt like forever before he finally lifted his hands, cupping your face, forcing you to tilt your chin up. His eyes scanned every inch of yours, heavy, knowing.

“Yeah,” he muttered. “That’s what I thought.”

And before you could answer, before you could even inhale, his mouth crashed into yours. Hard.

Every part of you screamed to stop, but your body betrayed you, kissing him back without hesitation. Teeth clashed, tongues fought for dominance, and it was messy, frantic, too much and not enough all at the same time. You didn’t care. Neither of you ever cared. In fact, the two of you always wanted more.

You and Jake were toxic. You knew it. He knew it. And yet, every single time, you both dove headfirst back into the fire. The cycle never broke because it felt too fucking good to walk away from. You craved him like a drug, and Jake had already admitted, without words, in every touch, that he was addicted too.

“Fuck,” he growled when your teeth caught his lip hard enough to draw blood. His hands moved fast, hungry, skimming your body like he needed to memorize it all over again. His hands burned against your skin everywhere he touched.

His fingers found the knot at the back of your neck and tugged. The tie gave way, and your top slid to the floor. His hands gripped your bare breasts with a familiarity that was almost obscene, like he hadn’t just held them the same the night before.

By the time Jake’s back hit the bed and you crawled over him, your clothes were gone, scattered somewhere across the floor. He wasn’t far behind you, down to nothing but his boxers.

Your mouth trailed down his throat, catching the spot that always drove him insane. He groaned low, fingers tightening against you, and you knew he’d wake up tomorrow to dark marks all over his neck.

As you worked on his neck, your hand also found itself making its way inside his boxer and wrapping around his hard length.

“Fuck, Y/N,” Jake groaned loudly once you started pumping him. He was already dripping with precum, and you had no issue dragging your hand up and down his cock.

“Feel good, babe?” You smirked against his skin. Hearing your name fall from his lips like that, raw and desperate, gave you a twisted kind of satisfaction. It was wrong, fucked even, but it thrilled you to know that no one, not even Chaewon, could make him fall apart like you did.

You felt Jake’s body react when your hand moved from his length down to his balls, and you felt his grip on you tighten before taking over and flipping you completely under, with him taking over, hovering over you.

“Fucking tease,” he shook his head as you giggled, and he swiftly pulled the last of his clothes off.

He gripped his cock before bringing its head to rub against your clit. You spread your legs further open, inviting him in closer, and moaned as he tapped his dick against your clit.

Jake was without a doubt the biggest you’d ever been with, and no matter how many times he’d fucked you, the size of his dick still caught you off guard every time. It almost made sense; the ego, the smirk, the self-important way he carried himself. Of course, he had a massive eight-inch dick that backed him up.

“You’re so fucking wet right now, bet you’d open right up, huh? No need to prep you,” he raised his brows in amusement as he teased your hole with his cock, circling it before pushing it in only slightly for you to feel the stretch, but not enough to actually feel him inside you.

It was driving you insane, the way he hovered, daring you to stop him while knowing damn well you wouldn’t. You could already feel the pain of what he was about to do, how sore you’d be for days after, but nothing in you could deny him. You just nodded, giving him permission.

That was all he needed.

In an instant, he was inside you, all at once, with no warning. You gasped sharply as he groaned loudly, and the sting came instantly. Your pussy fluttered around his base once he bottomed, and you felt your walls spasming to adjust themself around the massive intrusion. Every muscle shook, overwhelmed but desperate to adjust, while his weight pressed you down and held you there.

You couldn’t breathe, only feel, and it was too much. It was always too much, but it was Jake, and you knew, every single time, you’d take it exactly how he gave it.

“Fuck, Y/N, relax,” Jake hissed as he tried massaging your clit, yet that did nothing but make you clench harder.

“I-I can’t, you’re too-” you whimpered, the words breaking as your hands clawed at his, desperate for some relief. You twisted beneath him, unable to stop yourself from trying to wriggle free, yet you felt his grip around your hips tighten.

“You fucking asked for this, princess.” He rolled his eyes like you were being dramatic, like your body wasn’t shaking under him. And when you clenched around him so tightly like you were trying to force him out, he only pushed deeper, forcing another broken sound from your lips. You bit down hard to swallow the scream as you felt every nerve light up.

“You can take it.”

Tears blurred your vision as you shook your head, but he didn’t stop. Instead of pulling out, he began to move. He was slow at first, shallow thrusts, but quickly his pace moved harder and faster until he was slamming into you.

The pain was sharp and almost unbearable, but it wasn’t the only thing. The pleasure that came with it was dizzying. This feeling was the reason why you always came back. This high was why you couldn’t quit him, and you knew you were too far gone. You were addicted.

“Nng-Jake! Slow-ugh-slow down-” You were babbling incoherently. You could hardly recognize your own voice, and you felt your body betray you as you arched into him. It was too much, yet you were already drunk on how he was making you feel.

Jake pounded into you relentlessly, the headboard slamming against the wall with every thrust, so hard, you knew there were going to be marks left after. His hand slid up from your hips to your breasts and gripped them tightly. The way your breasts bounced everytime he thrusted had Jake almost feeling dizzy. He was no doubt a boob guy, and yours were just so fucking perfect, he could never keep his hands away.

“You’re so fucking perfect,” he gritted out, lowering himself until he was hovering just above you. His chain dangled over your face, and your eyes crossed as you tried to focus on his face, scrunched tightly in pleasure.

Your hands held on to his shoulders tightly, and the faster he went, the deeper you could feel your nails digging into his back, trying to hold on as tightly as you could.

“It’s too much, Jake, I can’t-” you cried out. Tears were by now fully flowing down your scrunched-up face, and you were getting lightheaded with how much you were feeling. It was too good and so much, you didn’t know how much more of this you could take.

“Shut up, stop being so fucking whiny,” he growled out before leaning down and capturing your mouth in a harsh kiss. He shoved his tongue in your mouth, taking over every inch as his hand reached down and started to rub against your clit.

Your eyes widened, and you couldn’t hold back as you screamed into his mouth. And you couldn’t even last a minute before you felt yourself spasming as your orgasm hit you with full force. You knew you were drawing blood with how deep your nails were in his back, but he didn’t care as he continued to pound himself against your cervix.

“Mmph! No, it’s too much-” you tried to say, but Jake ignored you as he chased after his own orgasm. You knew he was close with how tightly scrunched his face was and with how erratic his thrusts were getting.

And finally, you could feel warm spurts filling you up as he limply buried his face into your neck as he thrusted a couple of more times before stilling. Both your bodies were heaving against each other, and you felt like you could pass out when you felt him pull out and his cum spill out of you. But before you could do anything, you felt his fingers circling your hole, scooping up his cum that leaked out of you before plunging them back in, stuffing you back with his seed.

Your eyes widened, “Jake, wait,” but you felt his fingers quickly moving in and out of you so fast you barely had time to even say anything else except scream.

He was pumping his fingers in and out of you so fast, as if he hadn’t just been abusing your pussy with his dick, and you could hear yourself squelching loudly as you screamed out. You knew you were being so loud that anyone who was in the vicinity of the room could definitely hear you.

“Jake, no, no, no. I’m so sensitive,” you cried out, yet he didn’t stop. In fact, you think he started to even go faster, and your eyes rolled to the back of your head. Your entire body was arched off the bed as your hands scrambled to grab anything to ground you.

You writhed on the bed, tears streaming so fast down your face, and before you knew it, you could feel wet streams expelling out of yourself. You came hard, and you couldn’t even make a sound with how absolutely overwhelmed you were feeling.

Jake bit his lips as he intensely watched you squirt. You couldn’t stop squirting as liquid flew out of you hard, hitting him everywhere on his face, chest, and even hair, yet nothing stopped him. In fact, he was more determined to drain you of every drop as he rubbed your clit hard for what felt like an eternity, before finally, one last weak stream flowed out before you stopped.

Your body continued to twitch even after he stopped; you knew you weren’t fully there. Every sound was muffled, and your breath was shallow. Even when Jake tapped your cheek a couple of times, you still couldn’t respond. You just laid there, mouth parted as you tried to catch your breath. And then, before you could even pull yourself back, your eyes fluttered shut, and everything went dark.

When your eyes fluttered open, the room was drowned in pitch black. You blinked a few times, letting them adjust until the faintest sliver of light leaked through the blinds, proof that morning was close.

You shifted slightly, and your body immediately protested; every muscle sore, like you’d been lit on fire. A heavy arm was cinched tight around your waist, holding you in place.

You sighed, last night flooding back as you carefully tried to lift Jake’s arm off you. He only groaned in protest, burying his face into the curve of your neck, his grip tightening.

“Jake, let go. I need to go.” Your voice was quiet, firm enough to cut through. You nudged at his arm, but he didn’t budge.

“No one’s gonna be awake,” he mumbled into your skin. “Just stay.”

It took everything in you not to sink back into him. “Jake, c’mon. You know Sunghoon would literally kill us if he caught us. We can’t risk it.”

Silence stretched long enough that you thought he’d fallen back asleep until he sighed and rolled you over to face him. He was so close you could count his lashes, his hands cupping your face as he kissed you deeply. And you let yourself melt into it for a second, just one. Before it could escalate, you pulled back. His pout was almost boyish (it almost undid you), but he released you anyway.

When you pushed yourself out of bed, your whole body screamed. You grimaced as you bent to collect your clothes, every movement sharp, the inside of your thighs burning. You couldn’t help but wince, and from behind you, Jake chuckled under his breath, clearly amused at what he was responsible for.

“Fuck off,” you muttered, flipping him off as you tugged your clothes on.

“Text me when you get back,” he said, voice thick with sleep, eyes fighting to stay open as he watched you leave.

The house was silent, almost eerily so, and it was hard to believe this same place had been bursting with people and music just hours ago. Now it was littered with red cups, sticky floors, and trash spilling from bins. You moved carefully, avoiding creaks and passed-out bodies slumped across couches. Pain laced every step, but you managed to stay quiet all the way out. The faint creak of the front door behind you felt like a release, and you could finally let out a breath of relief.

The walk back was short; your apartment practically sat on Greek Row (one of the more obvious reasons why you and Yunjin chose it). By the time you reached your apartment, the exhaustion had fully set in, sinking heavy into your bones. You barely noticed the faint silhouette of Chaewon curled up, asleep on the couch. The guilt gnawed at you, sharp and familiar, but it dulled beneath the weight of your exhaustion. The second your body hit your pillow, you were out cold.

This time, when you woke, sunlight cut through the blinds, and the smell of bacon drifted into your room. Voices carried faintly from the kitchen. You groaned, reaching for your phone on the nightstand.

Missed calls and a string of texts from Yunjin and a couple of the other girls all asking where you were.

You sighed, already knowing you’d need to come up with something believable enough to cover disappearing for the night. With effort, you dragged yourself upright, every muscle aching. Everything hurt, and you knew that there was no way you’d be able to hide how bad you were limping, but you tried your best as you finally walked out of your room.

Yunjin and Sakura sat at the island, nursing breakfast while Chaewon stood at the stove, animatedly telling a story as she flipped bacon. Her face lit up the second she spotted you.

“Hey, Y/N, you’re finally up.”

The others turned and greeted you, though Yunjin barely lifted her head. She looked like she was nursing a brutal hangover.

“Where were you last night?” Sakura asked between bites of toast.

Chaewon handed you a plate piled with eggs and bacon. You gave her a quick smile before answering. “Uh, I got really sick, went to use Sunghoon’s bathroom, and ended up crashing there. Sorry, I just saw your texts and missed calls. You guys must’ve been worried.”

“Yeah, thanks for freaking me out,” Yunjin croaked, rolling her eyes. “Especially when we got home and you weren’t here.”

“Huh, and what explains the limp? And that massive hickey?” Chaewon’s eyebrow arched, sharp and perceptive as always. Your stomach dropped; you’d prayed no one would notice, but of course, she had. There was no hiding it; the insides of your thighs were killing you, and of course Jake didn’t hold back with marking you. That was going to be a bitch to cover up

Sakura’s eyes widened, flicking down to your legs and neck like she was trying to catch the proof herself. “No fucking way! Y/N, did you get laid?”

“Don’t be ridiculous.” You rolled your eyes, keeping your voice casual, but you could tell none of them were buying it.

“Who was it?” Yunjin pressed, her voice raspy but her smirk alive. She looked almost giddy and you knew she was just playing along with the girls, knowing clearly who you’d been with.

You ignored her as you stabbed your fork into your eggs instead.

Chaewon laughed, shaking her head as she stepped in. “Guys, just leave the poor girl alone.”

You shot her a grateful smile, but the guilt crept in fast. She was too good to you. Too trusting. And here you were, sitting across from her, lying through your teeth. The thought alone made your appetite disappear as you forced yourself another bite.

“Well, at least tell us if he was good?” Yunjin nudged you with her elbow, her hangover clearly forgotten as her eyes brightened with mischief. You knew she was having too much fun with this.

“Obviously, he was good, or at least big.” Sakura jumped from her seat before you could protest, dragging you into her chair. “Look at her! She can barely stand straight.” She clucked her tongue and cupped your face dramatically. “My poor baby. You’re gonna be sore for days.”

Everyone laughed, and despite the guilt gnawing at you, you found yourself laughing too.

“Well, how was everyone else’s night?” You quickly said, trying to change the focus from you to anyone else, and you knew everyone could tell what you were doing, but no one pressed on further about you.

“Well, poor Chaewon here got fucking ditched by Jake,” Sakura groaned, her voice dripping with annoyance as she rolled her eyes.

“Oh my god, right? It was so fucked!”

Yunjin’s voice cut through, sharp and convincing, even though you knew she was forcing it. The others didn’t notice, but you caught the quick look she shot you. She was covering for you and being a good friend.

The guilt hit instantly. You saw her grimace when she clocked your reaction to the conversation, and it made your stomach twist. She hadn’t asked to be pulled into this. But now here she was lying straight to one of her closest friends because of you.

“It’s fine, guys, whatever.” Chaewon shrugged, her tone casual, like she was above it. “Yesterday showed me I can do better. I’m over it. Not wasting another second of my time on Jake.”

The way she said it almost fooled you. Almost. But you knew her too well. You’d heard every late-night confession, every whispered replay of something Jake had said to her, every little hope she’d clung to. She had been into him for years, since his freshman year, when he’d first walked into the house alongside Sunghoon, Jay, and Heeseung as pledges. She’d been caught by his easy smile and those deceptively sweet words, and from then on, everyone could see it. Her crush on the younger boy wasn’t exactly subtle, though nothing had ever actually happened.

Until last spring during formal season.

Karina, deciding to take matters into her own hands, had decided to set one of her closest friends up with her crush, especially since she was dating Jake’s best friend. And Chaewon had been ecstatic. Everyone had been rooting for her. Except the night hadn’t ended the way it should’ve because Chaewon’s date had ended up in your bed.

Jake had always just been your brother’s best friend, untouchable by default. Sure, you’d thought he was hot; anyone with eyes would. But you weren’t supposed to look at him any other way. Not when Sunghoon had made it abundantly clear: no dating each other’s friends, ever. He’d been obsessive about the rule since you were kids, and college only made it worse. His frat, his boys, they were strictly off-limits.

But that night, Sunghoon left early with Karina, and Chaewon disappeared with the girls, and Jake was just there. One look was all it took, and suddenly you were sneaking out with him to your apartment, the two of you stumbling drunk and reckless until it all blurred into your sheets. And when it was over, when you were sprawled, fucked-out, trying to catch your breath, Jake admitted that he’d always wanted you. That he’d always had his eyes on you.

By that point, you were too drunk and already ruined by his words that you couldn’t find it in yourself to pull away. Not when you’d been drawn to him, too. Not when the sex was the most mind-blowing thing ever. Not when sneaking around and having full access to him anywhere and everywhere felt like an addiction you couldn’t quit.

“Honestly, the most surprising part is that you two never fucked,” Sakura said bluntly, shaking her head. “Jake’s the campus whore. No way he’d ever turn down sleeping with someone as hot as you. He’s so fucking stupid, cause does he really think he’ll ever pull anyone even remotely as close to being better than you?”

Chaewon frowned, hesitation flickering across her face. “Do you think… do you think he ditched me to hook up with one of the new girls?”

Yunjin jumped in fast. “I mean, honestly, I know he ditched you,” she said, her tone sharp but careful. “But that doesn’t mean it was for another girl. It’s Jake, he probably went to smoke or something and got too high to come back down. It’s not exactly new behavior.”

Her words came out so naturally that they were convincing. Chaewon still looked wounded, but the look in her eyes shifted.

You stayed silent, guilt clawing up your throat. Every jab at Jake still hit you, but Yunjin had stepped in, deflecting just enough to keep them from sniffing too close to the truth.

And just as the weight started to suffocate you, your phone buzzed in your lap.

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It had barely been a couple of hours since you slipped out, and Jake had sunk back into the kind of heavy sleep that only came after the kind of night he had with you. His body still ached from it, and the sheets still smelled like it.

The door opening didn’t register at first, but the shove (that was definitely harsher than necessary) definitely jolted him awake.

“What the fuck?”

The voice was sharp, cutting through, and Jake groaned, rolling over, but another shake forced his eyes open.

“Huh-” His vision blurred, then cleared, and the sight of Niki standing over him hit like cold water. His stomach dropped. “Fuck.”

“Yeah, what the fuck, dude?” Niki’s arms were crossed, his glare raking through the room. He didn’t even have to say it; Jake could feel the judgment radiating off him as his eyes took in everything.

And there was a lot to take in. The sheets had slipped halfway off the mattress, twisted and still damp. Niki’s gray comforter was covered all over with dried cum (and other bodily fluid) stains Jake hadn’t bothered to cover. Clothes were everywhere, and the air reeked of sex. Jake didn’t need to look to know how bad it was. He’d planned on fixing it, washing everything, resetting the room before Niki came back, but it was obviously too late now.

“Shit, I thought you weren’t back until tomorrow,” Jake muttered, dragging a hand over his face, trying to shake off the sleep.

“Seriously?” Niki’s eyes snapped to him, voice clipped. “You couldn’t have gone back to your own place?”

“Yours was closer, and we were drunk.” Jake raked a hand through his hair, sheepish but trying not to show it, I’m sorry, I promise I’ll clean it.”

“Yeah, you fucking better. It’s the least you could do.” Niki bent, scooped Jake’s pants off the floor, and threw them at him with a snap. “Get dressed. I don’t need your bare ass and dirty dick all over my sheets.”

Jake tugged them on, wincing at the scratching of denim against his skin. He was still very much tender from last night. He bent to search for his shirt and spotted it half under the bed, balled up next to a lacy thong that you left behind. He quickly reached for both, pocketing your underwear as discreetly as possible in his pocket, hoping Niki hadn’t seen it.

“So,” Niki said, tone flat, “who was it?”

Jake froze for a second, hand closing around his shirt, then he forced a shrug. “Uh… one of the new KT girls, I think. Don’t know her name.”

Niki’s laugh was sharp and humorless. “Unreal. You really live up to that ‘campus whore’ shit, don’t you?”

The words stung, the way they always did. Jake clenched his jaw. He hated the label, hated that it had stuck since freshman year, even when it stopped being true. He hadn’t touched any other girls in months. There hadn’t been any random hookups, no meaningless one-nighters. It’d been just you, but no one would believe that even if he showed proof.

So he said nothing as he pulled the shirt over his head and let the insult hang between them.

Before Niki could get another shot in, the door burst open. Jay barreled inside, voice urgent, not even sparing a glance at the room. “Yo, get downstairs. Sunghoon’s about to lose his shit on Heeseung.”

Without hesitation, the two of them followed, footsteps quick as the voices grew louder. By the time they reached the common room, it was impossible to miss Heeseung’s sharp voice.

“I shit you not, I was not with her. Like I swear on this house,” Heeseung defended himself as he raised his hands up in mock surrender. He looked a mess with his hair everywhere and eyes bloodshot. It was obvious he was pretty badly hungover and clearly pissed at being cornered like this first thing in the morning.

“Then who the fuck was she with?” Sunghoon shot back harshly. Jake could only see his back, but he didn’t need the view of his face to know how pissed he was. His shoulders were stiff and fists balled at his sides. “She wasn’t with me, and Jungwon said he saw her sneaking out this morning, looking like she definitely spent the night with someone. You were the only one who was all over her the entire night.”

“Well, actually, I didn’t exactly say I was sure she’d been with someone, I just said she looked-” Jungwon’s weak defense died the second Jake shot him a glare. His words choked off mid-sentence.

Sunghoon snapped his head around, catching the silent exchange. His eyes narrowed, suspicion flashing, and then he turned the full weight of his glare on them. “Were any of you three with Y/N last night?”

All three shook their heads immediately. It was too quick, and the synchronized denial only furthered Sunghoon’s suspicion as he narrowed his eyes while he scanned their faces one by one, trying to see if any of them would crack.

“Dude, I wasn’t even here last night! I just got back,” Niki blurted, his tone defensive, clearly offended he was even in the lineup.

Sunghoon gave a curt nod, half-accepting the alibi, before pinning his eyes on Jay.

Jay sighed like this whole thing was beneath him, shaking his head. “Why the hell would I be with Y/N when I’m actively trying to win her best friend back?”

It was true. Everyone knew Jay had crawled back to Yunjin over a month ago and had been working hard to get her to take him back. If anything, he was the least likely suspect.

“Fine.” Sunghoon’s voice dropped lower and colder as his eyes finally landed on Jake. The shift in the air was immediate. His glare pinned him in place, and Jake felt the creep in.

“Where were you, Jake? Because in the middle of the night, you vanished. And Chaewon, who you’d been with all evening, ended up back with us. Don’t even try to lie and say you were with her, you clearly weren’t.”

Every eye in the room swung his way. Jake forced himself to keep still, to hold Sunghoon’s stare like nothing was wrong. His pulse hammered, but he knew the last thing he could afford was to crack.

“I was with one of the new KT girls,” he said evenly, shrugging like it meant nothing.

Sunghoon’s eyes narrowed, his doubt clear. Jake could tell he wasn’t buying it, but before he could call him on it, Niki jumped in loudly. “Yeah, and I found him naked in my bed this morning. Dick out, sheets all covered in dried cum. Fucking disgusting.”

The room erupted.

“Jesus Christ, Jake, that’s so gross.” Sunoo grimaced from the couch, as the rest of the boys broke into laughter, snorting at the image.

But Sunghoon didn’t laugh, and his gaze never left Jake. “Who was it?” he demanded, sharp, cutting through the noise.

Jake rolled his eyes, forcing the irritation into his voice to sell the act. He needed to get Sunghoon off his ass, fast. He was getting way too close to the truth.

“I don’t fucking know. I was blacked out. What I do know is it wasn’t Y/N. I swear I’d recognize her, drunk or not, and you know I’d never do that to you.”

Sunghoon held his stare. Seconds dragged heavy before he finally gave a short nod, though the suspicion didn’t leave his eyes.

Then his head turned back toward Heeseung, the suspicion shifting back to him again. “Did you see where she came from?” he barked, turning the pressure now on Jungwon.

Jake didn’t wait for the answer. His hand was already sliding into his pocket, pulling out his phone. Fingers flew over the screen, texting you fast, brain scrambling for a way, any way, to break this interrogation apart before it spiraled further.

Jungwon stuttered, scratching the back of his neck, his whole face red. He was most definitely wishing he could swallow his words back down. The kid clearly hadn’t realized what kind of can of worms he’d opened by running his mouth earlier. Now he was cracking under the pressure Sunghoon was putting him under as his eyes darted, looking anywhere but at the older boy.

“Hey, man,” Jake cut in, his tone even but laced with urgency, “the kid obviously doesn’t know and probably just saw wrong. It was early, he was hungover. You know how it is.”

He leaned back against the wall like it was casual, even though every muscle in his body was tight. “And come on, you know none of us would ever do anything with Y/N. If she crashed here, it was probably just on one of the couches. It’s not a big deal. Honestly, it’s too early for this shit. Half of us are still fucked from last night, and the place looks like hell. Let’s just start cleaning.

He made it sound offhand, but everyone heard the edge in it, a plea to move on before Sunghoon ripped someone’s throat out.

Sunghoon’s mouth opened, a frown pulling at his lips, like he was ready to protest. But the shift had already started, and he was outnumbered. The guys started standing and peeling off toward the kitchen and hallways, choosing to clean over being interrogated by Sunghoon. The momentum broke before Sunghoon could force it back.

“Uh, Jungwon,” Jake added quickly, seizing the chance, “you wanna help me clean Niki’s room?”

Jungwon’s eyes widened instantly, relief flashing across his face. He nodded so fast it was almost pathetic, and he practically bolted to Jake’s side, desperate for any excuse to get out from under Sunghoon’s glare.

Jake gave Sunghoon one last tight smile before turning his back. He didn’t spare him another glance as he led the way up the stairs.

Jungwon trailed close, both of them silent until Jake shut Niki’s bedroom door behind them. Only then did Jake let out the breath he hadn’t even realized he’d been holding, shoulders sagging as the tension was let out.

“Oh man, thank you so much. God, I’m so fucked,” Jungwon rambled.

Jake spun around, eyes sharp, tone cutting. “Jesus, Jungwon. Don’t you know when to shut the fuck up?”

The younger boy froze, his mouth hanging open at the sudden reaction from Jake. “I-” His words stumbled out, confusion flashing across his face. Then his eyes widened, the realization hitting him hard. “Wait… are you–holy fucking shit! Was it you, Y/N was-”

Jake’s hand shot out, clamping over Jungwon’s mouth before he could finish. “Do you want Sunghoon storming up here right now?” he hissed.

Jungwon’s eyes were wide, but he shook his head quickly, swallowing hard. Only when Jake was sure he wouldn’t yell again did he slowly pull his hand back.

For a moment, it was just silent, the air heavy between them as Jungwon could only stare at him in shock. Then Jungwon’s voice came back, whispering like he was in disbelief. “So it was you that she was with?”

Jake clenched his jaw and tightly shut his eyes, almost like he could will this away. But there was no way around it, and another person knew. When he opened them, he let out a sigh before giving the faintest nod.

Jungwon blinked, stunned, and then his expression twisted from shock into something else. Something worse, like excitement, as his mouth curved into an incredulous grin.

“Oh man, that’s so fucked,” he said in an almost amused tone. “I knew I wasn’t seeing shit, though. Y/N could barely walk, sneaking out, and she had a massive hickey. Like an absolutely insane one. I could see it clearly even in the dark. Holy shit, this is actually crazy though. But bro, seriously, mad respect. Don’t tell Sunghoon I said this, but his sister is so fucking hot. Like, I’m jealous you’re literally-”

“Bro.” Jake sent him a look that shot the rest of that sentence down fast.

Jungwon’s grin faltered instantly. “Right, sorry. I mean, I didn’t mean it like that, and like I’d never. Of course not, cause she’s yours, obviously.” His face flushed as he tried to laugh it off, but it only made the air between them more awkward.

He sheepishly scratched at the back of his neck, fumbling. “So… how long have you guys been, like, dating?”

Jake froze at the word.

Dating

The word landed like a rock in his chest. He’d never liked labels; they were too binding. Every time a girl tried to slap one on him, it was like he was being chained down to them. Girls acted like it permitted them to start expecting shit he couldn’t give. But now, hearing the question out loud, it dug at him in a way he hadn’t expected, because the truth was, he didn’t even know what you two were.

He cleared his throat. “Uh… we’re not really… it’s just kinda casual. But, uh… I guess you could say we’re exclusively casual? I don’t know, but it’s been like a couple of months, maybe?”

“So like friends with benefits?” Jungwon asked, eyebrows raised.

Jake let out a low breath, forcing a shrug. “Yeah, I guess.”

The words tasted wrong as soon as he said them. His stomach knotted because for the first time, it hit him that he didn’t like how undefined it was either. And the fact that it was Jungwon asking, not you, made it feel even worse.

You hadn’t seen Jake since Sunday morning when you slipped out of his frat house, and by Wednesday, the distance felt unbearable. Classes had already started, and this was the longest the two of you had gone without seeing each other since whatever this thing between you began. You ached for him in a way that felt codependent. Maybe even unhealthy, though you’d rather not admit that. But you also knew he felt the same. Still, after how close Sunghoon had come to catching you both, you agreed to pull back a little. Less time together equaled less risk of getting caught.

The distance didn’t seem to do much, though. Sunghoon was still suspicious of you and colder than usual. He barely acknowledged you when he sat down at the pavilion table with you, Chaewon, and Karina for lunch. His cold shoulder stung more than you wanted to admit.

“So, Hoon, what are you dressing up as for tonight’s mixer?” You forced yourself a casual tone, testing the waters and trying to drag him out of ignoring you.

He paused mid-conversation with Karina, clearly annoyed you’d interrupted, but Karina didn’t seem to mind as her face lit up.

“Oh my god, I forgot to tell you guys!” she beamed. “I got him to agree to go full-on preppy with me. Matching polos, sweaters, and even gelled hair, we’re going all out.”

Chaewon snorted beside you, already picturing it. You felt a smile creep across your own face as your brother rolled his eyes.

Epsilon Nu and Kappa Theta’s first mixer of the year was tonight, with the theme being “High School Stereotypes.”

“How the hell did you convince him?” you asked. The idea of your twin willingly looking like that was laughable.

“He didn’t have a choice,” Karina said, smugly.

“She’s right,” Sunghoon scoffed, but his lips twitched into a reluctant smile that eased some of the tension between you. “She’d already gotten everything, so I didn’t really get a say. What about you two?”

“We’re both going as cheerleaders!” Chaewon said, practically bouncing. The idea had been hers the second she learned you both cheered in high school. Not to mention, the fact that your schools coincidentally shared the same colors sealed it. The two of you would be matching.

“Yeah, I had to get Mom to send my old cheer uniform,” you added.

Sunghoon smirked as he chewed the last bite of his sandwich. “You sure it still fits?”

“Hoon.” Karina nudged him with her elbow, shaking her head.

You rolled your eyes, shooting back without hesitation. “Unlike you, I didn’t struggle with freshman fifteen. Tried it on yesterday, and it still fits perfectly.”

Sunghoon stuck his tongue out at you. You mirrored it right back, and it was clear the previous tension had definitely eased up.

“You two are so immature,” Chaewon laughed, shaking her head.

“Okay, well, if you’re done being children,” Karina said while grabbing her trash, “we actually have class to get to.”

The two of you gave each other one last annoyed look before Sunghoon rose and picked up his trash.

Before they left, though, Sunghoon stopped and turned to Chaewon. “Uh, also Chae, sorry about Jake. I know he’s my best friend, but ditching you Saturday to fuck one of your pledges was so fucked. He’s an ass and you can do better, so don’t worry about him. I told him to stay away from you tonight.”

The words dropped like a grenade. You, Karina, and Chaewon all froze, staring at him like he’d just lost his mind. And honestly, in this context he basically had, seeing as this was the first time the three of you had heard about this.

“Wait, what?” Karina’s face twisted into a frown, a stark difference to the grin she had not even a minute ago.

Sunghoon mirrored it, his expression twisting once he realized the reaction wasn’t what he expected. “Should I… not have said that?”

“No, not that.” Karina’s tone snapped. Her eyes narrowed, heat rising off her. “What the fuck do you mean he fucked one of our new girls?”

“I-I mean, that’s what Jake told me.” Sunghoon stumbled, clearly thrown by the reaction he was receiving from the three of you. “I thought you guys already knew.”

From beside you, Chaewon froze. Her expression hardened, the light drained from her face. She didn’t say anything, but you could see it. She was gutted.

You, on the other hand, felt your stomach flip for a different reason. The lie was stupid. Jake’s cover story might have thrown Sunghoon off your trail, but it had just lit a whole new fire amongst your friends that you knew you wouldn’t even be able to control.

“Jesus, I’m gonna fucking murder him tonight.” Karina’s chair screeched as she shifted forward, fury pouring out of her. “And you bet your ass I’m finding out who it was. Because there’s no fucking way that bitch is getting away with this.”

You winced at her words. They were cold and venomous, and you knew she meant every one.

Her reaction was fucked on so many levels. As a senior and as someone on exec, Karina should’ve known better than to react like this. Instead, she was already plotting against a freshman who probably wasn’t even done unpacking everything, all because of a boy Chaewon had called dibs on. Sure, there was girl code, but that didn’t mean shit, especially when Jake had never even promised her anything or even shown he was even that interested. The whole thing was bullshit.

“Karina, no. You can’t do that.” Chaewon finally spoke; her voice was thin, and you could hear the hurt.

You knew her too well, though. She was only saying it because she had to. As KT’s president, she couldn’t openly encourage this kind of behavior. But beneath the surface? You knew she wanted to know just as badly as Karina did.

“Yes, I fucking can,” Karina snapped, not missing a beat. “Once we figure out which slut thought she could fuck Jake after everyone saw him with you all night, I’ll make sure her life in KT is so miserable she drops before the semester even ends.”

You stared at her, horrified. You’d always known Karina had a mean streak, but this was something darker. It was terrifying how quickly she was willing to go full high school mean girl and tear down a girl who was supposed to be her “sister.”

Your stomach twisted. If this was how they treated a random freshman, what would they do if the truth ever came out? That it wasn’t some nameless pledge, but you. Chaewon’s own little and the girl sitting right across from them.

Even Sunghoon looked shocked, glancing at Karina like he didn’t recognize her. Then his gaze slid to you, and for a split second, the two of you shared the same thought. This was bad.

For the first time, you felt the weight of it crash down on you in a way it’d never have before. And right then and there, you realized that there was no world where you and Jake would survive if your secret got out.

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