→ genre: smut, college au, crack → pairing: Wonwoo x Afab!Fem!Reader → synopsis: you have never been a person who turns down a challenge, but when your best friend challenges you to hook up with 13 boys in one semester you kind of wish you were.
→ warning: sexting, facetime sexy time??, slight dirty talk, unprotected sex (stay safe dear readers!!), fingering, semi-public sex, sub!wonwoo (at least the vibe)
→ word count: 5.9k
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Finding the university’s gaming team’s headquarters had turned out more difficult than you had anticipated. For the past few days, you had tried to find it online, but were left with no luck. Apparently, so you’ve heard, these guys thought of themselves as somewhat elite. You only knew their names because the university had posted about them winning four tournaments in a row last year. It hadn’t exactly been a big article, nor had the university made any kind of big deal out of it, but at least it had been mentioned in a small box on the front page of the university’s newspaper last March.
By asking around, you finally found the room the team practised in and were more or less surprised to find it in the basement of the art building. Standing in front of it now, you bit your lip and looked at the flyer that had brought you here. One of Jiwoo’s friends, Minji, had given it to you only three hours ago. Her bother had been on the team before, but due to an injury (breaking the forefinger of his right hand) he couldn’t play for the time being and now they were in desperate need for an ADC. It was rather lucky that you used to play that exact position back when you were still actively playing League in High School. Clearing your throat, you raised your hand and knocked at the door, shifting nervously from one foot to the other.
“Door is open!” someone yelled from inside and you took a deep breath before pushing down the doorhandle and opening the door. You were met by a bigger room than expected, desks were placed in the middle of the room, five at hand, and two more at the end of the room. They all carried high end computers and you wondered how they were able to afford these with basically no support from the university. At the tables in the middle sat four boys, one of them being your newest prey. He was sitting at the table furthest from you, black, big headphones on, his brown hair a curly mop. Looking at you was only the boy you hadn’t noticed before.
“Uh, did you get lost?” he asked, and you jumped a little. He was sitting on top of another desk to your right you hadn’t noticed before. His legs were dangling from the table and there sat a huge back of chips on top of his lap. His brown eyes were wide as he stared at you. You quickly shook your head.
“No, I, uh, I got this flyer from a friend and wanted to apply for the position,” you explained, lifting up the flyer in your hand.
Without any reason except for comedic relief probably, the bag of chips fell from his lap and landed on the floor, spilling chips everywhere. The boy didn’t care though.
“You- you want to- what?” his jaw was dropped and if he were to widen his eyes any more, they would probably fall out. Coughing, you closed the door behind you now and looked from the boy to the others who still hadn’t taken notice of your arrival.
“I want to apply. For the position. If it’s still available, of course.”
By the way the boy looked at you, you knew that it was, indeed, still available. He just didn’t seem to understand what the hell was happening.
“I- You- you want to apply, like, for real?” he stuttered again and you bit your tongue, not wanting to get on anyone’s bad side so early in. Instead of answering something snappy, you just nodded and smiled.
“Yeah. For real. I used to play a lot in High School and recently got back into it. When I saw the flyer, I thought it was… basically destiny.” You looked over at the other boys now, your smile turning into a soft smirk. The guy you were talking to quickly jumped from his seat now and nodded.
“Right, sure, I, uh, wait, let me get our captain!”
And with that he basically ran over to Wonwoo’s desk and leaned forward to whisper something in his ear. You watched them and slowly turned your whole body around, crossing your arms over your chest. Now, Wonwoo looked up and your eyes met almost immediately. He was handsome, just like on his pictures, but he was definitely more attractive in real life. He was wearing round specs on his nose and his hair was brown and curly and if you didn’t know any better, you’d take him for an absolute gaming nerd. He did, indeed, study game design, but other than that he was into sports and even part of an amateur football team with some of his friends. All of that info had been visible on his socials that you had been checking out these past few days, getting ready for whatever was coming your way.
Now, Wonwoo got up from his chair as he took of his headphones and walked over to where you were standing. His tall frame could have intimidated you, but you were glad that it didn’t. Smiling up at him, you held up one hand as to wave.
“Wooseok here tells me you want to join the team?” Wonwoo asked when he came to a stop in front of you.
“Yes, that’s correct,” you responded with your hand going down again. Wonwoo eyed you a little suspicious, before he spotted the flyer in your hand and clicked his tongue.
“Not just anyone has access to those,” he said and pointed at it, “which means someone gave it to you.”
You nodded slowly, a little confused by his antics.
“Well, I guess I’ll have to see you play before I decide anything. You down for a round?”
Thirty minutes later you had helped the team to victory and Wonwoo officially made you part of the team. Grinning from ear to ear, you stood next to the table you had played at and were introduced to the other members of the team. The first one was the boy who had greeted you, Jung Wooseok. He was tall and slim and very shy. He was the substitute for the top-laner, or more the “other” top-laner, since he and Taehyung always alternated in their matches because both of them were super busy. So, yes, Wooseok and Kim Taehyung on top, next was the jungler, a very eager and talented young freshman by the name Kim Sunoo, who kept on showing you thumbs up whenever you looked at him, mid-lane was Wonwoo himself and last but not least was your support, Kim Junseo. All of them seemed happy to finally have an ADC again and, to say it in Sunoo’s words, one that could totally kick everyone’s butts.
“We practice every Tuesday, Thursday and Sunday. Does that work for you?” Wonwoo handed her a schedule that he kept in a black folder with the team’s name (Yonsei Energetics) on it. You took it with a thank you and a smile and chewed on your bottom lip. Training times where from 7:30 pm to 10 pm at the mentioned days, which was quite a lot, now that you thought of it. Was it really worth it just to get Wonwoo to hook up with you? You looked up and saw that he was back to organising whatever other documents he had in that folder and felt a little bad. It probably wasn’t exactly your most humane move, all of this. Most certainly did not highlight you being a good person and all that. But, oh well, it wasn’t like you were gonna force yourself on any of the guys. In case they weren’t interested, you would just back down and tell Jiwoo to pick someone else.
“That’s fine with me,” you finally replied and put the schedule in your bag, “but is it okay, if I sit out the practice today? I still have something I need to do. But I’ll definitely be here on Sunday!” you definitely needed to have a talk with Jiwoo about this whole thing before you could fully commit. Wonwoo looked at you again and nodded.
“Sure,” he said, before pulling his phone out of his pocket and handing it to you, “put your number in, so I can add you to the group chat.”
Smiling, you took the phone and did as he asked, saving your number in the most neutral way possible, just with your last and first name.
He thanked you, once you gave it back to him and you purposely let your hand linger on his a little too long. He noticed this, his eyes shooting up to meet yours only to be met by an innocent smile.
“I’m looking forward to be playing with you,” you said then, your eyes never leaving his. You saw how his Adam’s apple bopped when he swallowed at your words.
“Y-yeah, me too,” he said then and finally grabbed his phone back, his cheeks now very obviously red.
And that was how you knew your task wouldn’t be hard this time as well.
Beginning training was the hardest part about Wonwoo. He was incredibly ambitious and determined to win every single tournament the team could take place in. Your first real match came about a week after you had started training with the boys. You had gotten comfortable with them by then, even on a first name plus honorific basis, having the most of them call you noona, since you were older than them.
It was on the day of the match that you found yourself making the first move on Wonwoo, or at least the first move that was successful enough for him to catch on.
You had just won your second game out of five and the hosts gave you a break of ten minutes, when Wonwoo was standing at the back of the room, reading on what he had written down during the few times he had been dead in the last game. You made your way over there and touched his shoulder slightly, letting your fingers brush against it and go down his arm just a little bit. He looked up at you, a little bit startled, but relaxed once he saw you and smiled.
“You did great, Y/N. We’re really happy to have you on the team.” His eyes were locked on yours as he spoke. You smiled now, nodding slightly.
“Thank you. I’m also happy to be on your team,” you said taking a step closer to him and reaching your hand for something behind him, causing you to be even closer to him. From here you could smell his perfume, a soft smell you could only describe as fresh and light. That, mixed with his own natural smell, left you a little bit breathless. Slowly, you grabbed the bottle of water that was standing on the table and leaned back again, looking into his eyes once more when you were back at your old spot. Wonwoo had held his breath the second you had got this close to him and tried his very best to get the very inappropriate thoughts out of his head. You were his teammate; he was your captain. There just was no space for-
But his brain stopped working the second you began drinking out of the bottle, your lips wrapped around the head so delicately. He saw the tip of your tongue there in the bottle for a second, and he wasn’t even sure why or how this was so hot to him, but it was. You swallowed down the water and licked your lips when you were done, making them look shiny and oh so kissable. Wonwoo gulped.
“If we win this, captain,” you put the bottle back on the table, “I think we should celebrate. Don’t you think?”
“U-uh, yeah, of course. We’re gonna get dinner, all of us and-,”
“I meant, just you and me. I think it’s only appropriate for the team leader to treat his newest recruit to dinner… don’t you think? Especially after a win?” You were stepping closer to him once again, your hand now finding his arm and touching it with nothing but your fingertips, making his heart race in his chest. He looked down at you, looked at your red lips and the pretty eyes, the way you were basically begging him with them to just-
“The hosts are calling us!” Sunoo shouted from the other side of the room and the two of you turned their heads to him, a little startled. Without another word, Wonwoo just walked back to his seat, leaving you smirking to yourself.
Your team ended up losing. Somehow your mid-laner just did not have his head in the game.
That night, you laid on your bed and wondered if you should just text him. He had seemed pretty upset with himself when you had lost the next three games and you did kind of feel bad.
Biting your lip, you opened his chat (as of now it only contained questions about game plans or notices of you being a bit late for practice) and texted him.
You [10:23pm]: hey, I hope you’re not beating yourself up too much, captain ☹
Looking at the text you bounced your leg a bit, slightly nervous about whether he was even gonna respond or not. But not even three minutes later, the reply came in.
Wonwoo [10:25pm]: oh hey… nah, it’s fine. I mean it’s not like this was an important match so it’s chill.
You [10:26pm]: yeah but losing still sucks…
You [10:26pm]: also we didn’t get to celebrate
Wonwoo [10:28pm]: oh, yeah…
Wonwoo [10:28pm]: next time then
You [10:30pm]: hm I think next time is not soon enough for me… I kinda wanna celebrate now..
Wonwoo [10:31pm]: huh? Now? But we lost?
You [10:31pm]: true. But sometimes losers get a consolation prize, don’t they?
Wonwoo [10:32pm]: good point. So what did you have in mind?
You thought about this for a second. How were you gonna play this? You could ask him to come over, sure. But you could also give him a bit of a sneak peek of what he could have if he wanted. If he let you.
You [10:34pm]: I want to make you feel better
You [10:34pm]: you looked so sad after we lost…
You [10:34pm]: wanna make captain feel good
You sunk a little lower in your bed once you’ve sent the messages, suddenly feeling nervous. Sure, you had gotten responses from him before, definitely. But this was bold, this was you straight up flirting, basically telling him you wanted to do at least something with him. You grabbed the blanket and turned over to your side, staring at your screen. The little ones next to your messages had disappeared and now all that was needed was his response. If there was one. Your beating heart was not helping you in any way and even though you tried to breath steadily, you couldn’t. Quickly, you closed the app and locked your phone, laying back onto your back and taking a deep breath. When you were just about to tell yourself to calm the heck down, your phone vibrated next to you.
Wonwoo [10:39pm]: how do you want to do that?
Simple, but effective. You bit your tongue, thinking about what to respond.
You [10:40pm]: in whatever way you want me to
Wonwoo [10:40pm]: I’m not good at this kind of stuff, y/n…
Wonwoo [10:40pm]: but fuck I really wanna know what you wanna do to make me feel good
His curse through text went straight down to your core. Pressing your thighs together came almost as an instinct and you immediately switched from nervous to bold.
You [10:41pm]: I want to go on my knees for you
You [10:41pm]: wanna take your cock into my mouth so badly
You [10:41pm]: wanna make you feel so good with my mouth… been wanting that since the first day I saw you
Wonwoo [10:42pm]: holy shit
Wonwoo [10:42pm]: show me that pretty mouth y/n please
Thanks to your arousal, you had no problem at all taking a picture of your lips for him. The picture was up close of your lips with a bit of tongue showing in your mouth. Thanks to your earlier chewing, they looked red and a bit thicker, making you thank yourself for that usually so annoying habit.
You [10:44pm]: [Attached a photo]
You [10:44pm]: wish your cock was in between those right now
Wonwoo [10:45pm]: so pretty
Wonwoo [10:45pm]: bet they’d look so pretty around my cock
Wonwoo [10:45pm]: fuck I’m so hard right now
You [10:45pm]: can you show me? Please
Wonwoo [10:45pm]: you wanna see how hard you made me?
You [10:46pm]: please
Anticipation filled you and you were not disappointed when his next message was a picture. You opened it with your core throbbing and gasped when you saw what he had sent. It was a picture of the clear outline of his hard cock underneath his grey briefs.
“Fuck, he’s big,” you said to yourself, your arm reaching to your side and opening the drawer in your night table. You found what you were looking for easily, getting a hold of your absolute favourite vibrator and putting it on the bed next to you.
You [10:50pm]: you’re so big
You [10:50pm]: I am so wet for you
Wonwoo [10:50pm]: are you gonna touch yourself, baby?
You [10:51pm]: do you want me to touch myself?
Wonwoo [10:51pm]: yeah
Wonwoo [10:51pm]: wanna see it too… wanna see you…
The second he sent that message, you closed the chat and opened his contact, calling him on FaceTime. He picked up after the second ring and you were welcomed by his red face, specks on as always and hair held back with a black hairband. He looked so sexy, you were sure you weren’t gonna last long, even if this was the only view, you’d get.
“Hi,” you said and let your teeth sink into your bottom lip.
“Hi,” he replied, a little breathless.
“Are you already touching yourself?” You asked, with a small grin. Wonwoo’s face turned even redder now.
“I- I just couldn’t help myself. All the things you said, your lips, that was so fucking hot.”
“It’s okay. I wanna touch myself so badly, too. Can you show me? Show me you touching yourself?” You sat up a little straighter and spread your legs as you did, ready for either the vibrator or your fingers to start doing what you needed the most right now. Wonwoo did the same as you, sitting up in his bed and nodding, turning around his camera the next second and presenting you with his big hand wrapped around his hard cock. You couldn’t help but moan at the sight, deciding to give him a bit of a show and bring two of your fingers to your mouth and shove them inside, sucking them to be wet.
“F-fuck,” Wonwoo started jerking off now, his eyes more than probably on you as you sucked on your fingers. You watched how his hand moved, how precum started to leak from the tip and the urge to lick it away overcame you right away. You let go off your fingers and quickly brought them down to your throbbing pussy, touching your clit right away.
“O-oh, wanna taste you so bad,” you whined as you began circling your clit with your fingers. Wonwoo groaned at that and his hand moved even faster.
“If you keep saying stuff like that I won’t last long,” he exhaled and you somehow managed a giggle, before looking to the side and eyeing your vibrator.
“Do you mind if I use a vibrator?” you asked and looked back at the screen, where he now showed his face again. He was flushed and looked at you with hooded eyes.
“No, please, yeah, go ahead.”
No hesitation left, you grabbed it, and turned it on, already about to bring it to your throbbing clit – when you had a better idea. You smirked and looked back at the screen and into Wonwoo’s reddened face.
“Well, thank you, Wonwoo-yah. I’ll see at you at training then. If you can wait that long,” you said and your cheeky smirk was now joined by a wink, your words completely throwing him off.
“Wha-,” he began, but you just sent him a flying kiss and ended the call, chuckling to yourself. Now, he knew what he could have. Now, he only had to get it for himself.
Still, after you had placed your phone on your bedside table, you finally brought the vibrator to your core, making yourself feel good while thinking off how good Wonwoo would feel inside you.
It wasn’t like Wonwoo wasn’t a bit pissed at you for ending the call and leaving him to himself after getting him worked up and all, but he wasn’t one to hold grudges, especially not after you had shown up to the next training wearing a very short skirt and a skin-tight crop top, not leaving much to the imagination.
Obviously, it had been your plan to get him distracted, but you had not thought that it would turn out this good. All the other team members were not really affected by your choice of clothing, but Wonwoo seemed to not be able to take his eyes off you whenever he had the chance. You were seated at the desk next to him and took every chance you got to look over at him with an innocent smile, while he was eating up your legs and your chest with the red face you knew so well by now.
Your phone encounter had happened three days ago, and you had been surprised that he hadn’t tried to see you earlier, but you did kind of figure that he was still a bit shy and unsure what to make of you. This very obviously had to end today. Not to mention that Jiwoo was reminding you of the eleven other people you still had to woo every chance she got. Once the second practice game was over, you took of your headphones and got up, feeling Wonwoo’s eyes on you the second you were on your feet. The other boys also got up and you heard Wooseok say something about being hungry and quickly you turned around to face him, a wide smile on your lips.
“How about you three go to the convenient store? Grab us some snacks? Oh, and isn’t there this real good tteokbeokki place just across from it? You wanna get some of that, too? My treat,” you grabbed for your purse and threw it to Wooseok, who caught it with his mouth shaped like an ‘O’.
“Noona, are you for real? That’s awesome! Common guys, lets go!” Junseo, Sunoo and Wooseok thanked you, and walked out, leaving you alone with Wonwoo, who was very much tense on his chair, looking up at you. Slowly, you turned back around to him, licking your lips.
“Guess that makes two,” you almost whispered and Wonwoo nodded slowly, his eyes not leaving your even for a second.
“Guess so,” he mumbled back and you saw him swallowing, his Adam’s apple bopping. Without any hesitation, you took a step forward and leaned over, your arms now on the armrests of Wonwoo’s chair. His eyes widened a bit.
“I’m gonna kiss you now,” you said and let your eyes wander to his lips that were now slightly opened.
“Okay,” he breathed, and this gave you the final go. Quickly, you pressed your lips to his and he immediately kissed you back, his hands finding your hips. A rush of emotions made its way through your veins, leaving you hungry for his touch as well wanting to be as close as him as you could. A second later you found yourself straddling his lap, your arms wrapped around his neck and his around your waist, your lips moving against each other in quick motions, whilst your tongues were circling around each other, touching whenever they could, shooting lust straight to your core.
“We don’t have long until they come back,” Wonwoo breathed out when you parted your lips from his, to now kiss his neck and suck on his skin, making him moan quietly.
“Guess we’ll have to be quick then,” you replied against his neck, pressing another kiss onto it, before sitting up and taking one of his hands from your waist to slowly move it underneath your skirt. Wonwoo let out a soft gasp, when he found that you were wearing nothing underneath it.
“Fuck,” was what he said before his lips devoured yours again, his thumb now finding your bud and slowly rubbing circles around it, making you moan into the kiss. If you were honest, you wanted his fingers inside of you, prepping you for his cock because there was nothing else you needed as much as him right now. And as if on cue, Wonwoo moved his fingers down, soaking them in your wetness and making his way further down, until they finally reached where you needed them the most.
A louder moan escaped your lips when he pushed a finger inside of you, starting to slowly finger fuck you with it. His mouth was exploring your neck now and his free hand moved up your stomach and shoved up your shirt, exposing your very much see-through bra, that he quickly moved to the side, so his hand could get a good hold of your breast. He grabbed and massaged it, making you throw your head back. His mouth moved down now and was on your nipple shortly after, sucking on it softly. You couldn’t help but clench around his finger as you moaned his name and rocked your hips against his hand.
“W-Wonwoo, add another finger, please,” you asked of him, and he did just as wanted, pulling out his one finger to come back with two.
“You are so incredibly beautiful, Y/N,” he said, his lips now close to your ear, his thumb circling around your hard nipple, fingers pumping into you hard and quick. Instead of answering, you brought your free hand to his cheek and turned his head to face you, kissing him hungrily. He once again kissed you back right then, moving his hand quicker and making you squirm. God, how was he so good at that, how had he feeling you this close to release in mere moments? Now, you let your hands wander off to his pants, opening his button and zipper, already feeling his erection against your thigh, and finally, with his help, managed to pull down his jeans and briefs, freeing his hard cock from their holds. You looked down and bit your lip, neither the picture nor the video had done it any justice.
“You’re so big…,” you said and looked into his eyes again, catching him staring at you with hooded eyes, just like on the video call a few days ago. Your hand wrapped around him now, and you started jerking him off, wanting to get him fully hard, after all you were kind of on a time limit. He swore under his breath when you moved faster, matching the way he was still fingering you.
“Shit, you- fuck, how are you so good at this?” he said as he was the one to throw his head back now. Grinning, you just kissed his now very open neck and couldn’t help but suck on the skin beneath his Adam’s apple, making him groan in pleasure.
“I wanna ride your dick now, Wonwoo, may I?” you said after you had left a pretty mark and he nodded quickly, his head only slowly coming back to his place. He then pulled his fingers out and you moved up your body, ready to finally feel him inside of you, when-
“I don’t have a condom.”
Oh, right. You looked up at him and thought for a second. Well, you were on the pill. And it wasn’t like you had fucked anyone without a condom lately, you and Joshua had used one and judging by how Wonwoo was very socially awkward, you didn’t take him as someone who just screwed around.
“I’m on the pill,” you replied after a bit of a silence that was filled with your very heavy breathing. Wonwoo nodded, looking down at where your pussy was about to basically swallow his cock.
“That’s cool. Yeah, very cool, like, super coo-,” his sentence ended in a moan and his eyes closing since you had decided to just finally sink down on him, feeling him stretch your walls, making you feel oh so full. You couldn’t help but moan as well, moving your hips the second he was inside of you completely, adjusting to his size.
“Oh, y-you feel so good,” he said and bucked his hips, causing you to whimper, but in a very positive way. Now, you couldn’t help it, you began moving, getting the perfect angle after only a few tries, for him to hit you right where you needed him to. Your arms were wrapped around his neck again and your lips found each other, another hungry kiss full of teeth and tongue erupting. His cock felt incredible inside of you, hugging your walls as if he belonged there. He wasn’t doing much though and you were fine with it, fine with fucking yourself on his cock and getting reactions from him.
“You’re so tight, how the fuck are you so tight,” Wonwoo let out breathless between your kiss and you smirked, propping your hands on his shoulders and moving even quicker than before. Again, Wonwoo swore and his hands on your hips wandered to your ass underneath your skirt, squeezing it hard and making you groan, your teeth sinking into your bottom lip. His eyes were not closed completely, and his mouth was dropped open as he watched you bounce on his dick. You loved the way he looked at you, the way he seemed to be in awe about your abilities and so you decided to give him a bit more. You stopped moving for a second, only to lean back, your hands now supporting your weight, propped on his knees and you began to move your hips in circles. Judging by the way his dick twitched and the moan that came out of Wonwoo’s mouth, you were pretty sure he liked it.
“Do you like this? Like the way I ride your dick, Wonwoo-yah?”
Yet another very quick and rapid nod, with his mouth still dropped and his eyes set on you. Grinning and still moving your hips around, one of your hands moved to your chest and you shoved the other cup of your bra to the side, so that both of your breasts were out for him to enjoy looking at. Then, without giving him a warning, you changed the movements from circles to humping again, your breasts now freely jumping with you. Wonwoo couldn’t help but to stare at them, bucking his hips here and there. At some point though, his hands moved back to your hips, and he pushed you down, making you gasp, but quickly after almost melt in pleasure; he started thrusting up at amazing speed and right where you needed him. Something that came close to a scream made its way out of your throat and your eyes were set on his, as he kept fucking into you.
“I am- I am so close,” he said. And yes, you were close too, feeling it creeping up your spine, ready to leave you breathless.
“Cum for me, baby,” you heard yourself say and for a second you thought that maybe he wasn’t into that, but judging by the way his eyes widened at that and how he seemed to move even faster, you were proven wrong.
“F-fuck, do- do you want me to cum inside of you?” he asked, and his nails seemed to dig into your skin, making it burn in the most delicious way.
“Yeah, please, baby, want you to cum inside of me so badly,” you replied, looking at him while biting your lip. This seemed to spur him on more, because his hips moved more erratic, his face red and his hands still pushing your hips down hard. Your own climax seemed to come closer and closer with every thrust and the second you felt his dick twitch inside of you, felt him lose all sense of control, you also felt yourself being pushed over the edge.
“I’m cumming, shit- I’m-,” he could only stutter breathlessly when he finally finished, filling you up with his cum and making you moan his name loudly. His hands let go off your hips and found your back instead, pushing you closer to him, your chin ending up on his shoulder, as he slowly caressed your back, panting into your ear as you were panting into his.
Getting down from your high took a while and it was an absolute miracle that the boys came back right when you had gotten back from the washroom to firstly use the bathroom and also clean yourself up a bit. They were just setting up the snacks on the table next to the door when you walked in and you gave them a warm smile before looking over at Wonwoo, who had sat back down on his chair and was checking something on his phone. You had also texted Jiwoo on the toilet, telling her that your assignment was completed and now that you were back, you started to feel kind of bad. Closing the door behind you, you walked over to where he was sitting and tapped his shoulder. He looked up at you and smiled and you did feel some sense of thankfulness to yourself for not feeling like you had developed any kind of feelings, like you had back with Joshua.
“Listen, my mum just called me, something is up at home, and I need to leave early today, is that okay?” you said and tilted your head to the side a bit. Wonwoo quickly got up and looked at you a little worried.
“Is everything okay?” he asked, and you nodded, smiling.
“Yeah, nothing to worry about. I’ll text you!” You waved at him, got your purse back from the boys and stole a bag of chips, before walking out of the room and off to meet Jiwoo.
She was already seated at your usual table of your favourite restaurant and grinned at you as you sat down.
“There she is. Our champ,” she said, and you rolled your eyes, putting your bag on the free chair next to you.
“Shut up. Did you get my text? I also sent you your first guy. Kim Donghan, he’s in one of my classes. Very handsome, likes to dance. Maybe you can bond over that?”
Jiwoo nodded and took a sip from her glass of water.
“Yep, I saw. And I also have your third one ready. And get this, he is a foreigner.”
“Joshua was too, kind of,” you said and raised an eyebrow. Jiwoo was the one to roll her eyes now.
“Yeah, but he was a dick. The one I picked this time is the nicest. And funny. Hilarious, actually. You’ll probably stay friends with him after you fucked him.”
That made you think. What was supposed to happen to you and Wonwoo now? You took a deep breath. This was fine. You would find a way. Never lose sight of the game.
“Great. What’s his name?”
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