Hyera was not in love. Yeah, Hyera was pretty much not in love that morning, like every other morning to be fair. Had she even ever been in love at all? That she didn't know. She didn't understand (and probably didn't care) why that much talked about feeling still hadn't came her way. Was it weird? Well, it was whatever. As long as she could fuck, it was no big deal to her. She turned down every confession, every advance, until this girl begged for her to look her way.
Down on her knees, Chae-Minjae was crawling at her feet, pleading for attention. "I don't care if you don't love me, just let me be yours..!" she cried, puffy eyes and lips swollen. Hyera smiled "Are you sure, Minjae~~" she whispered in a mocking tone. Of course she was sure. She was desperately crying to meet her gaze, she adored her despite not knowing her at all. It was interesting. New. "That is quite the decision you're making~~ but if you're really sure then~"
Hyera grinned, before moving her hands on Minjae's chest and violently pushing her down the bed. In an instant, the redhead's clothes disappeared, leaving her all nice and bare for Hyera to see. She traced her long fingers from her breasts to her tum, until she reached her intimacy and started to play with it.
Despite the embarrassment, Minjae couldn't pull her eyes off her mistress, drowned to her beautiful face and heavenly body, pink brows furrowed and an annoyed grin to complete the picture. She didn't know why Hyera was so annoyed. And she didn't care. All she wanted was for her to fuck her senseless until she felt better.
She wanted to make her happy of course, more than anything else in the world, and there was nothing she wouldn't have done for her. She slipped her mistress's fingers down her throat, almost to the point of gagging, and sucked hard on them, playfully twirling her tongue around the digits while giving her a submissive and lustful look.
Hyera's grin widened, and she mindlessly thrusted her hand in Minjae's mouth as she finger-fucked her wet cunt. The movements were combined, stimulating her insides, heating them up to the point of burning.
Minji ran trough the hallway and jumped in her arms "KAAAA-NNNNGGGGG YUUUU-NAAAAAAA!~~" she laughed, giving the woman an headlock. Kang Yuna, a senior in her department, held her up and gave her a worried look "What's wrong Minji?" she was so dense at times it made Minji cackle.
"I'm just happy to see you, that's all!" she said playfully "Is there anything bad about that?" she added then, seeing Yuna's brows frowning together. "Well, you appeared out of nowhere, shouted my full name, and jumped in my arms in the uni's hallway. Is that so normal to you?" she replied, smiling softly.
Kang Yuna, she had been in love with Kim Minji for many years. They had met during their third year of highschool, when she was being made fun of by some elders "AREN'T YOU ASHAMED OF BULLYING A YOUNGSTER???" Kim Minji shouted at them without thinking. Now, she thought as her legs trembled, she was in big trouble.
But something moved inside Yuna, something forcing her to side with this funny dumb girl, and so she finally snapped at the guys. Before she could add anything more, she felt a soft hand tightening around hers, taking her away from the bullies.
They hid behind a wall, and finally caught their breaths. "Hi..!" the girl waved at her "I'm Kim Minji..uff...we-" she paused, pressing a hand to her chest to check her heartbeat "We're in class together-" she concluded. Not receiving anything back, she added "You're Kang Yuna, right?"silence. Yuna glanced at her with a weird look on her face; she was surprised.
This girl, who she had never talked to, was now smiling tenderly at her, with a soft look in her big hazel eyes. "...Yes. That would be me." she finally phrased in a dull tone.
In the following weeks, Minji became a present and rather solid part of Kang Yuna's life: they sat close in class, had lunch together, went back home side by side and even hang out in the weekends.
Minji was a bit awkward and Yuna a little stoic, but together they balanced perfectly. She felt at home with her, and that was all. Their friendship grew stronger each day, and so the school days passed faster and faster, til the day of the graduation. That night happened to be the night of the city festival, with candies, sweets and fireworks.
They sat close to one another, hand in hand, Minji's head resting on Yuna's shoulder, and the fireworks began. 'So beautiful!' Minji thought,and so did Yuna, but she wasn't looking at the fireworks at all. Since their first encounter, Yuna knew something was off. She didn't perceive Minji as what's described as friend.
Minji was a lot more to her, much more like a lover than anything else. Kang Yuna always knew she liked girls, but Kim Minji was her proper first love. Minji who, of course, knew nothing about the other's feelings: her friend had told her about her interests, yes, but she never thought once they could be for her.
In her mind, she was straight as a line. She had experienced strong feelings for other female schoolmates, but never labeled them as romantic because of how she was raised. And yet, the time she spent with Yuna felt special, unique and private. It was around those times that the dreams started.