[Year-Round] Yogurt Lady 3

Chapter 3 – Episode 3

Peook-

“Wow!”

Hyuncheol’s strong kick lands in the abdomen, and Junwoo falls to the dirt.

“Isn’t this little bastard listening?”

Hyuncheol’s grinning expression is like a wild beast baring its teeth.

Jun-woo, who fell to the floor, was hit on the back of his head and pleaded with difficulty.

“Wait a minute, please… I can’t breathe right now…”

“So you have to do what you’re told, so why are you getting beaten for not listening?”

“But how can we be here…”

About 10 male and female students surrounded Junwoo, who was crying. I could hear giggling everywhere.

“Take it off.”

“…”

Puck-

“I told you to take it off.”

Mate- mate-

“Are you really not taking it off? Okay, then don’t take it off. “I told you never to take it off?”

Pubuk- Pak-

“Kuhhh- khuhhh… Ugh! Uuuuubuuuuull… “Take them off…”

“What? “I can’t hear you.”

“I’ll take it off…”

Junwoo sat on his knees, holding his stomach and solar plexus, and barely spoke with sticky saliva dripping from the corner of his mouth.

His hands were shaking as he unfastened his belt.

“Let’s do it quickly.”

Jun-woo’s hands trembled even more at Hyun-cheol’s urging.

I pulled down my pants with all my strength and pulled down my panties in one go. He knew that if he hesitated to leave his panties behind, he would be kicked mercilessly again.

“Oh~ It’s amazing? “What kind of forearms are there?”

“It’s no joke. “This bastard can become a porn actor.”

“What is porn? Porno. Giggling-“

“Wow, that’s gross. “It’s my first time actually seeing a man’s thing.”

“Can I touch it?”

“Oh my, this bitch is crazy. Cry~”

When Jun-woo’s penis was revealed, the gathered children were excited and each said something, like elementary school students visiting an amusement park for the first time.

Hyeon-cheol, who was satisfied with the sight, crouched down in front of Jun-woo and spoke with eyes like a poisonous snake.

“Do you like jerking off? Hit it.”

“…”

“If you don’t want to be left behind, hit me.”

“I… I’m sorry. Please forgive me…”

“Why are you forgiving me, you crazy bastard? “I’m not saying this to make you feel better~”

Tears poured out of Jun-woo’s tightly closed eyes, but Hyeon-cheol glared at Jun-woo without wavering even once.

“Hit me before I cut off your dick, you fucking bastard.”

Hyuncheol grabbed Junwoo’s hair and lifted his head. At that moment, the fear inside Junwoo surpassed the shame.

Junwoo closed his eyes tightly and held his cock with his dirt-covered hands.

“Oh~ Seona? Is it really standing?”

“Would you stand here, you idiot?”

“Stop that bastard.”

“If you can’t stop, you’ll be left behind.”

Regardless of what the onlookers said or not, Junwoo worked hard with his hands to erect his cock.

“Let’s hurry up and get it over with. “I’m hungry, Shakey.”

At Hyuncheol’s threat, Junwoo narrowed his eyes and looked at the female students standing in front of him. The short school uniform skirt and tight school uniform top shimmered beyond the tears.

“Phew! “I hit you while watching you idiots.”

“Wow~ I’m getting goosebumps. “Aren’t you a complete pervert?”

“Okay, try looking at me. “It’s so fucking funny.”

Even in that situation, the female students seemed to have helped, and Junwoo’s dick began to rise. The children cheered with exclamations, and when he became erect, Junwoo moved his hands hard to ejaculate as quickly as possible.

“Ah~ Are you really doing what this pervert bastard tells you to do? Kaaak~ Tuu.”

Hyuncheol woke up spitting on the floor with an expression on his face that said he had seen something he shouldn’t have seen.

“It’s fucking dirty. Hey, let’s go eat some tteokbokki.”

The onlookers seemed to want to see more, but they moved in unison at Hyeoncheol’s words.

Junwoo didn’t stop holding his hands until Hyeoncheol’s group went down the mountain.

Occasionally, the expressions of some children looking back became distorted.

‘Fuck you bastards… You bastards…’

I gritted my teeth and masturbated, but no semen came out. Only after the children were completely out of sight did Junwoo stop his hands and fall to the floor.

Junwoo was just an ordinary student until elementary school, middle school, and his first year of high school. He didn’t bully anyone, and he wasn’t bullied by anyone. Appropriate appearance, appropriate grades, appropriate family, appropriate athletic ability, appropriate friendships. It was truly an ordinary and peaceful life.

Go Hyeon-cheol came into Jun-woo’s life when he was in his second year of high school.

Hyuncheol received a lot of attention from teachers and students from the first day of his transfer because of his tall height and the smooth face of a celebrity, as well as the fact that he went to a special purpose high school and then transferred to the school to improve his grades.

He impressed his teachers by scoring first place in the entire school from the first mock exam, and during lunchtime, he showed off his brilliant play on the basketball court, capturing the hearts of both male and female students.

Everyone tried to become friends with Hyuncheol, and he got along well with almost all the students.

The problem started from the mouth of Jun-woo’s best friend, Young-ho.

Youngho had no friends other than Junwoo because of her ugly appearance and her somewhat unintelligent words and actions. Because Jun-woo knew about Yeong-ho’s situation, he treated him more specially.

One day on the way home from school, Youngho suddenly brought up a story about Hyeoncheol.

“But there’s Go Hyeon-cheol. “I said I transferred to the school because of my grades.”

“Then?”

“Their father died, and that’s why.”

“Why are you transferring schools when your father is dead?”

“I mean, um… You can’t tell anyone about this.”

“Okay, so tell me.”

Youngho swallowed his saliva and his buttonhole-sized eyes brightened.

“Go Hyeon-cheol was caught by his father doing that with his mother. So my father’s eyes rolled over, and he grabbed a knife and said he was going to kill them both. Then, Go Hyeon-cheol killed my father.”

“Wow, that’s awesome. Really?”

“Uh. But Go Hyeon-cheol and his mother covered it up as an accidental death and moved here to avoid the eyes of the locals.”

“How do you know that?”

“My aunt lived in that neighborhood. “Their father was a famous doctor in the neighborhood, so the rumor spread and everyone in the neighborhood knew about it, but because there was no evidence, they were just released.”

“What are you talking about? So how do you know when there is no evidence?”

“You know it when you see it. Don’t you know that?”

Youngho, who was a loner, may have been jealous of Hyeoncheol, who was good at everything and had many friends.

Jun-woo thought that Young-ho was trying to disparage his popular friend in order to comfort him a little, so he adjusted the music accordingly.

“But how could I have thought of doing that with my mom? “She must have been a fucking sexy mom.”

“Sexy is shit. Hyun -chul is a bastard. “

“Dude, dogs don’t do that with their moms. Tsk tsk-“

Junwoo didn’t think much of the words he said without thinking.

However, the major problem is that Hyuncheol, who was walking behind, heard the story.

“Hey, Heo Young-ho and Jang Jun-woo. “What kind of bullshit are you talking about so carefully?”

The low voice sent shivers down my spine. When I turned around, I saw Hyuncheol standing there with a half-crazy expression on his face that I had never seen before.

Junwoo tried to resolve this situation somehow.

“Hyuncheol, it’s a misunderstanding. He’s writing a novel these days, and when he mentions the names of his friends as the characters in it, an idea comes to him or something. It’s just something we did, and it doesn’t mean anything bad. I’m sorry, I won’t do that again. “I’m really sorry.”

It was clear that the lie that Jun-woo quickly came up with also sounded like sincere bullshit to Hyeon-cheol.

Hyuncheol sat calmly and didn’t seem to have any intention of having a conversation. Before Junwoo could finish his excuse, he threw the bag on his shoulder onto the street and ran towards Youngho.

Then, movements that were similar to those seen in a mixed martial arts match or even a Chinese martial arts movie unfolded before our eyes. Hyuncheol’s hands and feet were so fast and strong that he couldn’t see them. In an instant, Youngho’s glasses and teeth were shattered and scattered in the air, and blood splattered everywhere.

Youngho lost consciousness and fell down in less than 10 seconds, but Hyeoncheol did not stop. As fists continued to fly into Young-ho’s tired face, Jun-woo was afraid that Young-ho would die like this.

“Stop it, Hyeoncheol!”

Jun-woo threw himself and clung to Hyeon-cheol’s shoulder.

“Gasp… Gasp…”

Hyuncheol took a deep breath and glared at Junwoo, who stopped him. Jun-woo’s head stood on end as he saw the crazy eyes and Young-ho’s blood-splattered face. Now was not the time to worry about Youngho.

“You bastard…”

“I… I’m sorry.”

Ppajik-

At the first punch, which was as heavy as hitting him with a brick, Junwoo already felt the fear of death beyond the pain.

Afterward, Hyeoncheol’s fists and kicks continued to fly for a while, and by the time the adults passing by tried to stop Hyeoncheol, Junwoo was unconscious just like Yeongho.

From then on, Junwoo did not go home for 15 days. He didn’t want to show his messed up face to his parents.

Youngho was in the same situation as Junwoo, so the two moved from motel to motel together until their wounds healed.

I lied at home and said I would form a study group with my friends and stay overnight before midterm exams. Although my parents were puzzled, they said they would understand and even gave me a generous allowance, telling me not to skip meals. Most of that money was used for hospital expenses.

The homeroom teacher vaguely said that Junwoo and Youngho had been fighting.

And on the fifteenth day, Youngho transferred to a school a little further away.

Jun-woo also wanted to transfer to a new school like Yeong-ho, but he had no reason to persuade his parents and did not have the courage to tell them the truth.

At first, I apologized to Hyeoncheol and said I was wrong. He thought that if he apologized and apologized again, it would be over.

It was an illusion. Hyeon-cheol began to harass Jun-woo every day, becoming more and more cruel as the days passed.

It wasn’t a matter of buying snacks or being ripped off. The days when I felt happy as a teenager lost their luster in the face of endless violence.

One day, the group of Iljin said, ‘Hey, Go Hyeon-cheol. ‘You’re being so outspoken these days, aren’t you?’ He actually got to see the 17-1 fight that he had only heard about in legends. Three minutes later, Jun-woo fell into despair when he saw the group of soldiers running away, crying.

The Iljin group was reorganized around Hyeon-cheol, and their target was only Jun-woo.

At this point, he should have told people around him about the damage and sought help, but Junwoo was afraid of Hyeoncheol’s retaliation.

Sometimes, when he spoke on the phone with Youngho, Youngho expressed endless apologies, and Junwoo tried to comfort Youngho by telling him that it was okay.

‘It’s just two years. ‘Let’s wait for two years.’

Thinking about it, Junwoo endured this hellish life.

One fall, shortly before his college entrance exam, an incident in which he masturbated with his genitals exposed in front of a group of people on a leaf-covered mountain behind the school completely broke Junwoo mentally. The college entrance exam was ruined, and the news of Hyeon-cheol’s admission to S University made Jun-woo even more devastated.

Fortunately, after graduating from high school, I was able to breathe a little easier.

Most of the Iljin members dispersed to universities across the country or started working and became busy with their own lives. Even if we occasionally encounter someone, Junwoo, who always has his antennae cocked, can spot him first and avoid him.

Saving my pocket money to receive psychiatric treatment was also a great help. In a short period of three months, Junwoo was able to get his mind back together, and now he thought that all he had to do was study hard and go to college.

But today, I encountered Go Hyeon-cheol again. He is also the son of Aunt Sohee.

“Do you two know each other?”

When Sohee asked, Hyeoncheol answered calmly.

“Uh, a classmate from high school.”

Friends?

At Hyuncheol’s words, Junwoo’s anger welled up in his eyes, but his legs were shaking with fear.

“Oh my, it’s amazing. “The sons were also friends~”

Sohee laughed bitterly, unaware of Junwoo’s speed.

“Then Junwoo, come visit my house later. “I’ll make something delicious for you.”

“Okay then, I’ll just go.”

“Huh?”

Jun-woo bowed to So-hee and turned around, staggering around like a crazy person.

My steps became faster as I felt like Hyuncheol was going to grab my neck from behind.

Ha-ha-

Arriving in front of the house, Junwoo sat down on the stairs at the entrance to the apartment and was breathing heavily.

Jiying-

At that time, the cell phone vibrated.

It was Hyuncheol’s text.

Junwoo checked his message with trembling hands.

[Thanks. For taking me to mom.]

Thank you…

I couldn’t figure out Hyuncheol’s true intentions.

‘You damn bastard! Does the lady want to text me to say thank you? Why does it suddenly strike me that you and my mom are friends? What does this mean, you fucking shakki!’

For some reason, being told thank you made me feel more angry than any bullying I had ever experienced.

“씨발 새끼, 개새끼, 모지란 새끼!”

Junwoo let out his anger by hitting his thigh with his fist? Junwoo himself was confused about whom the swear words coming out of his mouth he were directed at.

On the other hand, fear and anxiety came over me.

What if Hyun-cheol found out about how I masturbated with Sohee’s stockings yesterday and how I ejaculated into her hand in the shopping mall bathroom a little while ago? Then I am dead.

What if Hyeon-cheol confesses to his ajumma about the events of his high school days as repentance? So what if the lady feels sorry for me? I don’t like that either.

“Ha… Fuck.”

On a spring night with flower petals fluttering, vague thoughts that were difficult to explain swirled around in my head.