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Part 7: The Nerd

Starring: Kim Doyoung

Summary: Doyoung is the smartest guy in school. He scores the highest on every exam every semester and is involved in almost every advanced class he can take. However, his smarts along with his past are unable to save him when he comes face to face with Y/n. It didn't take much to convince her to get what she wanted from him. With a secret video being held against her buying her silence would eventually lead the Doyoung to realize it is one expensive secret to keep.

Warnings: Smut, Fingering, Angst, Cursing, Manipulation and Mentions of a Sex Tape.

Words: 10K

(This is a long one)

MINORS DO NOT READ!!!

Enjoy :)

You currently sat in a lecture with the professor a few rows below you discussing with the class the difference between making a good investment and a bad one. You bored tapped your pen on your notebook feeling yourself doze off. It had only been fifteen minutes and you already wanted to get up and walk out of the class.

You yawned again covering your mouth. You tried to blink a few times waking yourself up. You turned back to your notebook trying to scribble down any of the professor's words you could hear.

Your note-taking paused when you heard someone pull out the chair beside you. No one ever sat beside you in this class. People were too hesitant to, scared they'd be judged for even trying to sit next to you.

You turned to see who sat beside you. You were welcome with a sight no other than Johnny.

Besides you, Johnny was the only person on campus people were hesitant to talk to. They may not have wanted the same attention they wanted from him but both of you held a high power of the school. But ever since your little plot of revenge his crown started to tilt. Johnny had to make sure the balance between you both remained.

You smirked one leg crossing over the other as you placed your pen down. You turned your body back to the professor below you.

"Johnny this is a surprise. You know this isn't your class," you said softly. You could feel his intense stare at you. Johnny's presence made most people uncomfortable. They tip-toed around him being sure to not anger him. But to you, Johnny was no different than any other man who existed.

"I'm not here to learn," he said softly just above a whisper. A few people turned around to look at the two of you. Some were annoyed with the sounds and others were interested in what the two of you were saying.

"Although there is something I came here to ask," he said softly sitting closer to you. You didn't move. You placed your chin on one hand your index finger gently tapping it. The other was placed on the table in front of you.

"What is that?" you asked.

"Have you been playing my boys?" he asked with a cock in his eyebrow. You let out a sigh a smug look on your lips. You finally turned your neck to him. "Depends. What do you mean by playing?" you asked a smirk on your lips. He smiled looking deep into your eyes. He leaned closer to you. You pursed your lips taking your finger gently and pushing him back.

"You know I know when you're lying to me," he said implying he knew you very well thanks to your history together. "Jaehyun does too," he teased. You scoffed, sneering, and turned away from him tongue licking your teeth. "You know I love it when you play with me, baby. Just I need you to leave my boys alone. Their weak, they can't handle themselves," he softly protested.

You rolled your eyes shaking your head. "You only worried about 'your boys' because you know if I take them down you and Si Cheng go too," you bit back.

"So this about Si Cheng?" he asked catching you. You felt your heart skip a quick beat but you didn't show it. "Tell me Y/n what he did and I'll take care of it," he said turning more to get a better angle of you.

You turned away again your chair moving over slightly.

"All you need to worry about is yourself," you said back. Johnny nodded sitting back an O on his lips. His leg crossed over the other. He placed his elbow on his thigh leaning his chin on his hand.

"This isn't just about Si Cheng. This is about you finally getting your big moment," he said raising his voice. Not loud enough to yell but it still caused some people to turn back at the two of you. Eventually, once the two of you died down they turned back.

"You are ridiculous Johnny. If I wanted to take Si Cheng down I would have done it already," you said annoyance in your tone. Johnny chuckled raising a brow.

"Don't you think you would have done it by now?" he asked. He stood up collecting his bag. He kneeled down to your left turning your chair to face him. He moved closer inches from your face.

"I know you are up to something Y/n and trust me when I find out"

"What? What will you do? I'm not scared of you," you said. He stood back up bag in hand.

"You should be," he warned before he walked out.

A few days had passed since Johnny’s warning. You decided that day in class you remain quiet for a couple of days. You’d avoid all contact with anyone from the house and that included Jisung.

Waiting would prove to be difficult for you. After all your entire life was handed to you. You took the time off to put more focus on life after school. The business in which your father ran. It distracted you from the drama at school. During that time you were able to convince your father about potentially letting you move forward. He took his chair once he stepped down.

You’d just have to take care of the rest of the boys by January if you really wanted to secure your spot.

A knock on your door could be heard from your bedroom. You stepped out your dog at your toes as you walked down your long hall. Your maid had stepped into the living space motioning her hand to Wendy, Jungwoo, and Ten.

She left the three of you alone heading back into the kitchen where she had the chef prepare tonight’s dinner.

You all greeted each other. Each of them removes their shoes and follows you to the living room.

You all sat on your couch another maid coming to you placing a charcuterie board down along with a few glasses of wine. Your friends all looked at one another awkwardly taking in your current state. You were dressed in a slick black dress with a tight bun. They all stared each looking away from you eyed them. You ignored their weirdness picking up your wine.

“Y/n how has everything been since you’ve taken a few days off?” Wendy asked picking up her wine and taking a sip. Jungwoo raised his brow. “Days? More like weeks. Where have you been?” He asked you unable to contain himself. You sighed placing your arm over your crossed leg wine glass still dangling in your grasp.

“I was away on business,” you responded.

“Business? You left the country!” He shouted frustrated with your short answers. He was concerned, scared even. You had left the country without a word. You told no one where you were going or who you were meeting. They were all worried sick. Afraid something had happened to you. However when you finally texted Wendy back their fears boiled into anger. Jungwoo was unable to contain himself. Ten placed a gentle hand on his calming the boy down.

“Business? What business?” asked Ten.

You sighed looking at all of them. They all kept their eyes on you waiting for your answer.

“I went to see my father. We spoke of my future,” you said. Wendy widened her eyes sitting closer to you.

“What did he say?” She asked.

“He’s thinking about handing the company over to me. Being that I won’t be getting married anytime soon,” you said slightly annoyed at his old ways. While there was no one you wanted to marry, if there was someone this would have changed everything for you.

They all nodded containing the many more questions they had. Getting answers out of you right now was like pulling teeth. They figured they’d let you settle into both they asked anything else about your secret trip.

“Well,” Ten began. “Did you all hear what happened to Haechan?” He asked the room. They all shook their heads you remained silent. Wendy perked up facing him. “What?” She asked.

“He got expelled,” he said accepting a reaction that he received. Jungwoo gasped and Wendy sat back covering her mouth with her hand. “No way,” Jungwoo said with raised brows. Ten nodded. “I found out today after he didn’t come to practice,” he said his eyes turning to you.

“You wouldn’t have anything to do with this right Y/n?” He asked with a smirk. You sighed unable to hold back your smirk. Wendy sat up lightly slapping your knee. She was both proud and upset at you. Proud because you got him expelled. Upset because you didn’t tell her. You nodded your head.

“I may have,” you said placing your glass down.

“He was just talking too much. He needed to be silenced,” you said. “Yeah but won’t he still talk?” Jungwoo asked. You shook your head. “He was sent away to some boarding school for young adolescents. You’re not allowed any technology over there,” you said.

“How did you even pull that off?” Ten asked interested in the details. “My dad knows the headmaster of the school and he owes him many favors,” you said.

“Yeah but how did you get him kicked out of school?” asked Wendy. You shrugged sipping your wine. “I told my dad he was spreading rumors about me. Rumors that could hurt me and trace all the way back to the company,” you said. Ten scoffed. “So basically Si Cheng’s story,” he retorted.

You nodded. “Yeah pretty much,”

“So what about the rest?” Wendy asked.

“Well Johnny tried to warn me a few weeks back,” you said placing your glass down and eating from the charcuterie board. “Jeno also tried to contact me but I ghosted him,” you said.

“Won’t he just try to expose you for that?” Jungwoo asked. You shook your head. “Not if he wants to be the perfect golden child in front of his and my family,” you said back dusting your hands off. You stood up walking to your room. The trio on the couch followed. You opened your bedroom door, and your dog slipped past your legs and jumped on your bed. She spun around before she found a good spot.

“So what about Johnny?” Asked Ten who sat down on your bedroom sofa. Jungwoo sat on your vanity chair checking out all your cosmetics products. Wendy sat on your bed next to your relaxed dog. She gently petted her head. You walked off into your closet only returning to let Jungwoo unzip your dress. Once you were unzipped you walked back into your pink closet.

“Well because of my silence and lack of attention to his boys, he thinks I’ve probably backed down. Which I haven’t! The time away has given me all the time I’ve needed to collect my thoughts and go over my plan again,” you said stepping out this time fully dressed in olive green silk bottoms and a tank top, paired with a pair of greenhouse slippers, a slight heel at the bottom and emerald at the top. You paired it with a nice green slip wrapping it around your body.

“Much better,” you said feeling refreshed. Wendy smiled as you walked in.

“It makes reaching Doyoung easier,” you said with a proud smile.

“But isn’t he like stalking you?” Jungwoo asked holding up one of your pink lip glosses. You walked over to him making him scout over. You picked up a makeup wipe removing the heavy brown lipstick on your lips.

“That’s how. He hasn’t really seen or heard anything. Just theories that he made everyone in that house believe were true. Trust me that boy thinks he knows everything but he doesn’t,” you said confidently.

“And Jisung? Have you spoken to him about any of this? Did he even know you left? Can we still trust him?” Ten asked sitting up. You felt your body straighten. “We haven’t spoken at all. If he knows anything is because one of you told him,” you said flatly returning back to your station.

“We can still trust him, trust me,” Wendy said standing up and sitting beside Ten. She rolled her eyes seeing you side-eye Ten. “Jisung and her are in this stupid fight,” she said annoyed.

“About what?” Jungwoo asked.

“About which one cares more about the other,” Wendy said making you slam your makeup wipe on your vanity. The bang caught everyone’s attention. Wendy just huffed unbothered by your little outburst. She loved you, she really does but you have had this issue in the past with boys you liked. You had always pushed them away afraid they’d be just like your past lovers, just like Jaehyun.

“Am I wrong?” She asked in response to your silence. She stood up to both the boys in the room taking it as their cue to leave. They ran out, your dog following behind them. Jungwoo shut the door following Ten to the living room.

You kept your eyes on the dirty makeup in your hand. You squeezed on it tightly knuckles turning red. Your lips form a tight line. Wendy scoffed rolling her eyes, shaking her head in disbelief.

“I tried to be nice before. Understanding why you left even though I’m pissed off at you for just leaving us, me and not saying a word. But I can’t ignore the fact that you’ve been gone for months now,” she paused collecting her next thoughts.” “These past couple of months you’ve changed. You’ve let this consume you,” she said with a shake of her head. “Jisung was right,” she said.

You turned to her confused eyes burning.

“Right about what exactly ?” You asked walking over to her. “That I’m some sort of slut? An Easy A? That boy means nothing to me and nor do his useless words,” you bit back. Wendy huffed frustrated all over again with you.

“When will you see that you are trying to look for an excuse to push him away? You did it to Ten in the past and now you’re doing it to him. Soon you’ll probably do it to me and Jungwoo. I can’t keep being the one to fix the aftermath of your giant messes,” she said a crack in her voice. Tears streamed down her face as she spoke to you. Her face was hot and red.

“Jisung isn’t useless. He is my friend and he is the man you care for, the man you like. You just have to admit it to yourself then all of this can go away then you’ll be able to successfully move on with your plan,” she said her throat beginning to hurt from her shouting. She looked away from you her eyes meeting you again puffy and full of fresh burning tears.

You felt the same feeling in your eyes.

“He doesn’t care for me that way,” you fought back feeling a pain in your chest at your confession of your dark truths. Wendy shook her head.

“So? Even if that were true he has been a great friend to you. He has been there for you every step of the way. He is risking everything to help you and a month ago you didn’t even know this boy's name. But you gave him what you gave us, hope. Hope that justice will be served. I still believe you can do it, but I know you can’t do it alone,” she said letting the tense air settle then fade before she spoke again. She wiped her tears with the back of her hand. You picked up a tissue handing it to her. She accepted it wiping her tears.

“I invited him over for dinner. Talk to him,” she said, glancing at you before leaving your room. Not giving you enough time to be upset.

When you finally left your room you found everyone was gone from the living room. Reading the confused expression on your face one of the maids walked up to you. "They are in the dining room," she said. You nodded thanking her and headed down the left hallway.

One of the servants opened the door for you. They all grew quiet when you walked into the room. All their heads turned to you standing at the end of the table where they all sat. Ten sat on the left of the table next to Jungwoo and on the right sat Wendy, next to Jisung. The head of the table was left empty except for a white plate. They all watched you as you walked in. Jisung eye's followed you but he turned away when you looked in his direction.

A servant appeared from his spot just outside the kitchen door to pull out your chair. Jungwoo decided to break the tense moment by standing to pull out your chair himself. Once you sat down he pushed it in sending you a warm smile. You all looked at each other awkwardly before Jungwoo spoke again.

"Well I'm not one to enjoy a spoiled dinner so why don't we talk about everything hm?" he suggested motioning to the rest of the table. You sighed and Wendy rolled her eyes when she saw you play with the napkin instead.

"I have nothing to say," she said sitting back in her chair crossing her arms over her chest. "It's them who need to act like adults," she said. You huffed slamming your hand on the table, causing the silverware to jump. Everyone looked at you including Jisung.

"I'm not going to talk about this right now at the dinner table. We're here to enjoy a dinner between friends right?" you formed your words into a question. You felt your body grow warm from frustration. "I agree. Wendy maybe we should let them handle it," Ten said defending you.

She scoffed shaking her head. "Of you'd say that," she threw back.

"And why is that?" you asked her face getting red. She sat up eyeing you.

"Because he's in love with you!" she shouted slamming her hands down. The minute she said it she covered her mouth, eyes widening. Everyone gasped including you. Ten's heart dropped. His eyes widened and his pulse picked up. He felt the room begin to spin seeing everyone's eyes on him all at once. In a moment of panic, he stood up making an exit for the room. Wendy stood up running after him.

"Ten wait!" she called but he didn't stop. Jungwoo looked over at you and Jisung awkwardly. "Uh," he began placing his cloth on the table. He pushed his chair back. "I'll be right back," he said following the pair out of the room.

The dining room door closed leaving just you and Jisung. The two of you awkwardly looked around the room. You rested on your eyes on your empty plate putting your focus there. You thought Ten had given up on you. All those years ago when he confessed to you but you turned him down because you simply didn't feel the same you thought he had moved on, but clearly he hadn't.

What could you even do? You couldn't run after him, he'd get the wrong idea. You would just wait for him to come to you. You didn't have time for a confession from Ten or Wendy. You needed to handle business and handling business means talking to Jisung.

You looked up at him. He was already looking at you. Confused, worried, and scared.

"Jisung I…I apologize for how I've acted during these last couple of months. I have taken advantage of your kindness and willingness to help me. I tried to kiss you and that was wrong. It's also wrong of me to ask you to go behind the backs of your friends when we both know there are some you care about like Mark," you said sincerely.

"Y/n I'm sorry too. I shouldn't have pushed you away. I should have been there for you during the time we spent apart instead of ignoring you," he said a pleading look in his eyes.

"No, you've been nothing but good to me. Which is why I'm letting you go," you said the sadness in your voice had been masked by your sternness.

Jisung's eyes widened his heart skipping a beat. He shook his head confused and hurt. "Why?" he asked. "I never wanted to leave. Y/n I want to help you," he said more sternly, you could still hear the hurt in his voice.

"Jisung don't make it difficult. Mark is more than happy to help me. As matter a of fact he's been helping me while I've been away-"

"Mark? Are you kidding me? After what he did to you," he asked.

You huffed. "All he did was spy. It's bad but I can handle it-"

"No Y/n they did more than that," he said.

You paused your brows furrowing. "What do you mean?" you asked a hint of fear in your words. Wendy slowly entered the room with Jungwoo behind her. They quietly stepped in not wanting to interrupt the sparking debate between you two.

"They showed it to everyone in that house," he said. Your eye twitched shaking your head. You eyed him as you spoke. "So what?" you asked him your voice shaking. Jungwoo stepped forward seeing you upset.

"What the hell happened?" he asked coming further into view anger in his voice.

You sneered looking away from Jisung. You crossed your arms over your chest pushing out your chair. You went to leave but Jisung was quick on your tail.

"Why are you even surprised? I thought you would figure that part out," he said back following behind you past Wendy and Jungwoo. You walked down the hallway entering your living room Ten sitting alone on your couch and in the dark. The servants caught a whiff of the argument and rushed out of the room.

Wendy and Jungwoo walked through the door behind you.

"So that makes it okay?" you asked your question catching Ten's attention. He turned around seeing everyone in the dark living space their features only shown off from the open window where the moon shined through. He stood up seeing you upset.

"That's not what I'm saying," Jisung said now frustrated. "I'm just trying to tell you Mark isn't who he claims to be. He's terrified of what you'll do to him he thinks for a second he knows that you know what he and Doyoung did. So right now he'll do anything to get your back off his, even if that means rating out his friends," he said a rise of his chest. He exhaled a sigh leaving his lips.

You shook your head feeling tears brim in the corner of your eyes.

"That video. That video could destroy me. And if they had it this whole time you should have told me," you said a crack in your throat. You choked up as you spoke. This whole time you knew the game you were playing was dangerous especially when Johnny got involved. But now they had something that would kill everything you've worked for. Not only this revenge plot but your future could be destroyed.

"Y/n I'm sorry. I didn't know how-"

"Did you see it?" you asked head down.

"Y/n I-"

"Did you see it?" you asked more sternly picking up your head. Your red eyes look into his.

His lips formed a thin line. "Only the beginning. I left before things got too graphic,"

"You didn't stop them?" you asked tears threatening to spill.

He shook his head shoulders falling along with his head in shame.

"There is no excuse," he said.

"You damn right there isn't," Ten said walking over to Jisung. He gritted his teeth. His face is angry and red as he stomps around the couch coming into Jisung's line of sight. His fist came from the back and flew across Jisung's face. Jisung fell hard to the floor You stunned fell next to Jisung seeing if he was okay. Your dog barked at the thud running around your living room.

Worried you helped him up but Ten pushed you away. You fell to the side groaning in pain hitting your tailbone hard on your wooden floor.

Jungwoo and Wendy ran over. Wendy ran to you to see if you were okay. Your dog as well sniffing you to make sure you weren't hurt.

"I'm fine," you said assuring Wendy. You turned back to the Chaos. Ten was on top of Jisung hitting him repeatedly in the face and body. Jungwoo above tried to pull Ten off him. His brows furrowed and gritted his teeth as he tried to lift him off. Ten yanked him off returning back to Jisung. Jungwoo launched forward again ripping him off Jisung.

Jisung stood up his lip busted and eye blood red. He huffed spitting to the side blood hitting the ground. Ten stood up as well in Jungwoo's arms being held back. His chest was like Jisung's heaving up and down. This wasn't the first time Jisung had gotten beaten up. He had gotten beaten up all throughout high school. Getting involved with the frat later on became his protection.

This time he'd fight back on his own.

He furrowed his brows charging at Ten. Ten put up a fight but Jisung held him down punching him hard in his neck and jaw. You screamed for Jisung to stop running over to stop the two from killing each other. Jisung's fist rose from above repeatedly coming down to meet Ten's face. You saw when Jisung's fist made contact with his nose. Wendy had too. And you all saw when it bent the other way Ten yelling in pain.

Wendy gagged throwing up on the ground. Jungwoo ran to her helping her up and holding her hair back.

You held onto Jisung trying to pry him off. He yanked you off sending you to the ground again but you got back up pulling. This time Jungwoo stepped in again making you both successful in spitting the two. Ten went to hit Jisung again but Jungwoo ran holding him back. Your dog barked at Ten's foot trying to get him to leave you alone believing you were the one in danger.

"Fuck you I'll kill you for what you did to her!" Ten shouted at Jiusng. You held Jisung back pushing him down the hallway towards your room. "I didn't do shit asshole. You're just pissed because she's not in love with you dickhead!" he spat back at Ten who tried to break free from Jungwoo. A few of your servants entered the room helping Jungwoo in removing Ten.

The others tended to Wendy on the ground. Cleaning up her mess as she walked out helping Jungwoo.

"Fuck you. You're probably only helping her to get your dick wet prick!" Ten shout from the door. You pushed Jisung into your room only letting go to shut the door stopping Jisung from exiting. Jisung huffed once the door slapped letting his bruised forehead hit your bedroom door leaning on it.

"Jisung," you said quietly dried tears mixed with blood on your face. Jisung barely turned to you. A big part of him is ashamed and embarrassed for fighting in your house and pushing you. He didn't want to look at you. Opting to look at your door instead.

"Jisung let me just help you. Let's forget about-"

"I can't forget what they did to you. And I can't forget what I didn't do," he said with a sigh holding onto your doorknob. You held onto his hand that covered the door. "Spend the night," you said with a soft smile. He turned the knob. "I'll clean up and stay in the guest bedroom," he said knowing that even if you couldn't help him, his just being here made you feel better. "Then tomorrow we can discuss Doyoung," he said opening the door. You saw him slightly limp down your hallway as the door began to close. Your dog slipped through just as it began to close.

You sat down on your bed. Your dog followed behind jumping up and laying in your lap as you cried. So many things were running through your mind. You thought sending Haechan away you taking. A temporary break would help solve things. Turns out you may have just given Johnny exactly the kind of ammunition he was searching for. You continued to cry until you finally got off your bed to take a shower.

Once the warm water hit you, you realized you were just going to have to be more careful about how you approached things. Mark may be grim but you could still use him to your advantage. You just had to play your cards right.

The next morning felt dull. The sun was shining brightly in your room. Your maid had pulled all your curtains back letting into the morning sun. You squinted checking the clock beside you and seeing the time. seven O'clock. You yawned sitting up and feeling a warm spot beside you. Your dog is asleep by your side. You smiled petting her. Normally you don't let her sleep in your bed. But this time it seemed like you both needed it.

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You pulled the covers back heading into the bathroom. You felt less motivated than you had in the last couple of months. You step out of the bathroom walk into your closet and pick out a simple outfit, jeans, and a cute top. You didn't even feel like doing your makeup. Your maid offered to do it for you seeing visibly how unmotivated you were. You decided to let her, she enjoyed doing hair and makeup so you let her style your hair as well.

When you leave your room you walk down the hall making your way to the kitchen seeing no sign of Jisung. You looked around seeing no sign of a fight either. Everything had been cleaned up and fixed. Everything was placed back where it was. Like nothing had happened. You sat on the island of your kitchen where your chief placed a plate in front of you.

"Your favorite," he said in an attempt to cheer you up. You smiled sending him a small nod and a thank you. You weren't feeling that hungry but you'd eat. He was being kind and you also needed your strength. He walked off heading home for the rest of the day only needed to be around for the mornings most days.

You chewed on your food quietly hearing footsteps behind you. You turned around and saw Jisung walking towards the kitchen a plate set aside for him. He grabbed it pulling out the chair beside you and sitting next to you. You both remained silent chewing on the food. Jisung groaned in pain holding his stomach. You turned to ask if he was okay but he stopped you with a shake of his hand.

You nodded turning away.

"Doyoung won't be too difficult," he said he's probably the last one until things start to get hard. You nodded letting him explain everything to you.

"While you were gone they had stopped as well. Jeno got exposed for faking your relationship after he was seen at the party with another girl while you were dealing with Mark," he said taking a moment to sip his water. You nodded taking another bite of your breakfast.

"The worst damage you caused was when you got Haechan removed. How did you do that anyway?" he asked. You swallowed your food. "I called my dad," you said. Jisung nodded returning back to his explanation.

"Haechan was pissed but there was nothing he could do. They asked me if I knew anything but I said no. Yangyang and Mark are but for two different reasons paranoid. Mark things you know about the video and Yangyang is scared Si Cheng is gonna find out what the two of them did. He was so scared he left," he said nonchalantly. You widened your eyes a small smirk on your lips. "He left?" you asked.

He nodded. "He doesn't handle conflict well so he went back home. Johnny didn't even have a chance to question him about it," he said.

"What about Jaemin?" you asked. Jisung shrugged. "He could care in my opinion. He went back to his regular job although lately if someone mentions you he gets upset. I even overheard him defend you," he says honestly. You nodded taking in all his information feeling grateful to have him. "And Si Cheng?" you asked.

"He's still trying to keep up his lie. Some people are starting to disbelieve him but he's not giving up. He told everyone you fake-dated Jeno to make him jealous. They seemed to believe it," he said chewing his food. You huffed rolling your eyes annoyed at the boy. This all sparked because of his stupid lie.

"Is that all?" you asked. Jisung nodded. "Yuta doesn't really get involved and neither does Taeyong. To be honest, if I had to say there was someone higher in that house than Jaehyun it would be him," He said a clench in his jaw as he chewed his food. "Taeyong?" you asked.

He shook his head. "No Yuta," he said. "How come?" you asked.

"He's got nothing to lose. He's really cool to talk to, a real charmer but that makes him dangerous. Beside you he's really good at manipulating," he said finishing his plate. He stood up took it to the sink and washed it. After he took yours too seeing you no longer were eating. He washed it placing it to the side. "Jisung," you called as he began walking away.

He stopped but didn't turn to you. "Jisung. We have to talk about it," you said slowly approaching him. He sighed shoulders falling. "Your right I'm sorry," he said turning to your eyes and finally meeting yours. "I'm sorry," is all he said walking back to you. "Let's get you ready for Doyoung," he said.

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You walked onto campus passing by other students. The weather had shifted again the cool late autumn air nipping at your nose. You pulled up your scarf covering your lips. You stuffed your hand in your pocket pulling out a crumbled piece of loose-leaf paper. You opened it checking the information Jisung provided you.

Doyoung is the smartest of his group in all advanced classes. You walked down the hall to one of the advanced math classes Doyoung was taking.

You saw when he entered the room. You exhaled remembering your plan in your head. You had to play dumb. Stroke his ego. Doyoung truly believed he was the smartest man in the world. You needed him to believe that someone like you could never come up with a plan to ruin an entire friend group.

Most students here took at least two of the advanced classes, some took three, and fewer took four. There were only a selected few who had been accepted to ten of the many advanced classes available. Getting into these classes was hard, like you did many had to buy their way through. However, the more difficult part came when the students had to actually take the classes. Most dropped out their first week.

There were only three students in the entire university that took five.

Michelle Garica

Huang Renjun and

Kim Doyoung who had just signed up for his sixth class.

He gloated about how he never went to parties and used the time throughout his entire school career to study. How his parents could afford to put him in amazing AP classes back in High School and how he had the opportunity to graduate at sixteen but turned it down due to personal family issues. Whatever happened during that time seemed to have humbled him, slightly.

You walked into the classroom among a small group who also was entering. You felt the students stare at you as you entered the lecture. The professor hadn't started yet. He had just stepped in taking off his coat. He eyed you from his glasses watching as you walked into one of the many rows of his class. He turned away when he saw you sit behind Doyoung.

Doyoung was held in a deep thought as he scribbled away in his notebook. The people who sat next to you tried to look at what you were looking at. You shooed them away with your hand quietly so as to not draw attention to Doyoung. They stood up and moved a few seats down.

You could hear whispers in the classroom. "Why is Y/n here?" they asked their peers. "Can't she just afford someone to take the class for her?" you heard someone ask their friends. "Maybe she just wants us to feel bad about ourselves since our parents can't buy our way in," one girl said behind you. You chose to ignore it not letting their words get to you when you had so many more important things to attend to. And besides their parents did pay their way in. You paid for yourself.

The lecture had started and Doyoung had stopped writing in his book pushing up his glasses. He took out his phone, opened it, and then placed it on the side face up. He was recording. You at first thought he was onto you but you quickly realized he was recording the professor when he pushed his phone forward to ensure he'd hear every word clearly.

You doodled in your notebook not really needing to be here for the learning part. You pouted and checked the time on your phone getting bored of the class. You didn't understand what made this class so hard until the class ended and he assigned homework.

"Okay, tonight I'm uploading a discussion that you will all respond to. Based on your response you will have to write a ten-page essay. Afterward, you will read chapters eight through eleven of the book we've been reading and write a summary all due tonight at eleven fifty-nine,”

“Oh! you also have to respond to two other people in two paragraphs or more," he said. The class had no reaction most used to the work. Everyone around started packing up and leaving. The professor stepped out of the room as well.

Doyoung had picked up his phone ending the record and that was your time to make your move. You approached him quietly and gently as more people left the classroom soon became empty.

"Doyoung," you called his name softly. He turned to you surprised. His eyes were wide, causing him to jump back. "Y/n?" he questioned. You smiled stepping closer to him holding your notebook close to your chest. You shyly looked away and then back at him. "I'm sorry I startled you I just wanted to ask you something," you said but he stood back.

"Oh no, I know what this is. You can't trick me-"

"Doyoung what trick? I don't even know you that well. I just wanted your help-" you tried to say.

"Yea sure," he said placing his hand on his hip. "I'm sure you being in the same class as me is a coincidence and you want me to help you what? Study? Just so you can manipulate me," he said with a smirk. He crossed his arms over his chest standing tall.

You sighed with a disappointed shake of your head. "Not exactly. I really was going to ask you for your help. I've always struggled in literature and assumed you would help me," you said.

"Why would I do that?" he asked. "Because I don't know," You began looking away. Your hand met your head embarrassed expression on your face. You shook your head. "I guess I heard wrong I'm sorry," you said turning to walk away.

"What did you hear?" he asked. You stopped in your tracks a smirk on your lips. You turned to Doyoung wiping it away.

“I heard a rumor you liked me. I mean if I'm being honest I don't know you very well and was a little startled at first but I figured if I asked you to help me with this assignment we would get to know each other better. You get what I'm saying?" you asked somehow managing to get closer to him. Your infamous scent touched his nose. He hummed, breath hitching in his throat.

"Where did you hear this rumor?" he asked. You stepped closer to him. He stepped back legs hitting his chair. "Girl talk," you said as his bottom hit the chair. He just nodded not uttering a word to you. You got closer this time placing your book on the side on top of the desk. He gulped as you sat on his lap legs hanging over his. He didn't push you away instead his veiny hand reached up and held your side. You took his other hand and held it in your placing it on your waist. You felt him exhale heavily breath fanning your neck.

"So will you help me?" you asked with pleading eyes. He knew it was wrong. Everything in his mind was screaming at him that it would be wrong. You were number one on Johnny's list of people he hated. If Johnny found out he'd kill him for sure. He couldn't do it. Part of him knew it wasn't real. He knew it was fake that you were lying for whatever reasons you had. He wanted to trust his friend was telling him the truth about you.

But the other part of him had been dreaming of this since the moment he met you at that party. He became obsessed with you. He never stalked you or made you uncomfortable. He never went near you. He always acted like you were no one. But his fantasies like his friends were always filled with you. So he stole the video. He stole it for himself so he could watch it. He didn't mean for Mark to see, but he had and he threatened to tell. Then Haechan found it and used it. But you could never know.

You still didn't know right?

There is no way you could know and that's why you approached him. You had to have been telling the truth he thought. Maybe it was just girl talk. Maybe one of his friends told one of your friends about how he liked you. How he always stared at you when he saw you and pictured being your husband taking over your father's company. If you were with him now, he could have both. His mind ran a thousand miles before he gave you your answer. He held you tighter and felt his throat and lips become dry.

"How about tonight?" he asked.

"Tonight is perfect. I'll rent us a study room," you responded with a smile pushing up his glasses for him. You placed a kiss on his cheek then stood up grabbing your notebook as you left. He remained in the seat face hot and the tip of his ears red. You stepped out of the classroom the professor standing just outside. You handed him the notebook as you walked away. When he opened it briefly he saw the cash laid out for him. He smirked closed the book and stepped back into the classroom.

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You had rented out a private room in the very large library of the school. You had rented a smaller room, made for about four people to fit. You sat inside the room waiting for Doyoung to arrive. You laid out your laptop with your

unwritten essay on it. You sat at the table In front of it waiting. A few minutes had passed and he still hadn't arrived. You looked out the window of the study room seeing students walk around the library with their friends some alone studying. You sighed head falling on your chin thankfully the tinted windows could cover the pathetic look on your face.

You were ready to give up. Sending Jisung a text asking if he knew where Doyoung was. He responded with a simple 'I don't know'. Frustrated you packed up your things. As you packed away your laptop you heard a knock on the door. You placed your bag down and walked over. You opened it exposing Doyoung. You huffed going to shut the door but he placed his hand on top of it.

"Wait," he said. "What?" you asked looking away from him, your arms crossed over your chest. He sighed "I didn't mean to come late. I was stuck in a lecture. The professor went on like he usually does for more than he should have," he said. You nodded understanding.

You stepped aside allowing him inside closing the door behind him. He walked further into the room seeing your bag fully packed. You quickly locked the door without him noticing.

"Good thing I got you before you left," he said bringing a chair beside the one with the bag placed on it. You smiled walking over to your chair and taking out your computer. "I'm glad too," you said leaning forward and placing a gentle kiss on his cheek. "I wanted to see you," you whispered to him seeing a light shade of pink dust on his cheeks.

"Did you?" he asked turning his face to yours. You nodded lips inches from his pulling his glasses down his nose and placing them on the table behind you. Your hands moved to his hair pulling back his black locks exposing his forehead to you.

This was it. This was the moment he had been waiting for, dreaming of. He finally had what no one could ever touch. He had you right here lips inches away from his. He wasted no time in living out his fantasy. His lips met yours his hands reaching up and pulling you deeper into the kiss.

An airy moan escaped your lips and slipped past his. He felt his body heat up at the sound of your voice. The blood rushed from his head and to his cock as you kissed him.

You climbed onto his lap straddling his waist. The pleated skirt you were wearing rode up your plush thighs and hugged his waist. Doyoung's veiny hands reached grabbing and kneading your flesh making sure his hands touched every part of your body and as he touched you he begged God that this was real. His kiss became more passionate teeth sinking into your bottom lip and pulling you closer to him.

With lips and eyes full of hunger he released you kissing his way down your neck and grabbing hold of your waist. You could feel how hard he was in his slacks. The thin martial barely concealed the length of his cock. You felt him rub against your panties your wetness seeping through the silk cloth getting a stain on his dark pants. He could feel you. He cursed under his breath muttering words for only you to hear.

"Y/n I can feel how wet you are," he said to you hands gliding down and holding onto your waist. One of his hands moving and pulling the skin that inch closer to your pussy. He pulled back gently and you could feel your folds spread apart the stickiness of your core feeling the cool air in the room. He let the skin fall back causing it to flick your clit. You gasped both falling slightly open. He brought up a finger placing it in your mouth you sucked on his fingers.

"That's it," he said as he watched your eyes water the further he went back. "Take it all," he said. He pulled his soaked fingers out of your mouth. Bringing them down past the hem of your skirt. He slipped them through your panties. His index and middle finger spread your folds tracing the outlines of your pussy. He brought his curious index finger to your clit rubbing it in small circles.

"Please," you begged eyes half open, dazed. He smirked placing a kiss on your lips. "Okay baby," he said placing another kiss on your lips as he slipped his finger past your entrance. You moaned quietly being cautious of the fact that even though people couldn't see you but could still hear you.

"Shhh baby we don't want them to hear," he whispered eyeing the door. He took your chin in his hands pointing it in the direction of the window showing you the students that past nearby some eyeing the window as they passed by.

He fucked his fingers into you increasing his past once he added his second finger bringing your attention back to him. You thrust your hips forward head falling back as his fingers curled inside you. You squeezed your eyes shut feeling his other hand come up from the small of your back and undo your navy blue cardigan. He unbuttoned every button letting it fall to the ground exposing your baby pink bra. His mouth attached the hills of your breast kissing and biting the soft skin.

He successfully unclasped your bra which surprised you considering he is a virgin. The truth was he had seen your video too many times and knew exactly what you liked.

His hand brought itself up to your neck squeezing tightly you bit back your moan grinding onto his longer fingers. "Fuck Y/n cum all over my fingers," he said letting out his own groan from how tight you felt. He could watch you like this for hours. Sweaty, on top of him and lips spread apart creating sounds only for him to hear. He tried to hold back his own groans but a few slipped out into your ear making you rock hard against him.

You felt in your stomach burst releasing all over his fingers. He breathed with you as you came down from your high helping you to ride it out. Once your body relaxed he lifted you up placing your laptop to the side and laid you flat on the table. He took off his own shirt throwing it to the side. Undoing his pants he whipped them away with his shirt pulling down his underwear and stroking his cock.

"I have condoms in my purse," you said. He walked over to your purse opening it not even paying attention to the crumbled loose leaf paper that fell out. He pulled out a condom from your beauty bag and ripped the package open. He threw the golden package away sliding it on his angry hard cock. He came to you spreading your legs apart watching as your pussy glistened in the study room.

He let out an earthy groan at the sight seeing you clenching around nothing. You sat up on your elbows pressing your hand against his lower stomach. His dazed expression faded and changed to worry. "Are you okay?" he asked. You nodded, "Is this your first time?" you asked and he nodded. "How did you know?" he asked. You shrugged. "I've never seen you with a girl. I figured you were a virgin," you said back nonchalantly.

"Oh. Is that okay?" he asked feeling a little insecure. You nodded, "It's okay Doyoung. I'm glad I'm your first," you said back causing the biggest grin to form on his lips. He leaned down and placed a soft and passionate kiss on your lips. You laid back down allowing his dick to aline at your entrance. You moan and bit back moans as his cock slowly slides threw your hole.

You clenched around him. Doyoung wasn't supper thick but he was long, you knew he'd go far into you. He launched forward holding onto the table to break his fall. The added tightness made him feel so close to cumming but he held it in. He couldn't cum yet, not now. That would be too quick.

When finally pushed himself all the way in he moved slowly. By the look on his face, you could tell he was enjoying it, unfortunately, you weren't. You started to feel bored by how slow he was going. This is when you truly remember he was a virgin. You tried to give him the benefit of the doubt but he was just going to slow. He finally opened his eyes seeing the look on your face. He saw the bored expression on your face and quickly tried to think of something.

He pulled you forward spinning you around and laying your stomach flat on the table. He held onto your hips and slid himself back in. This time he exhaled hard before he pludged inside you rutting his hips quickly into yours. That's when you felt it click for you Doyoung's quickly snapped into yours causing you to let out low moans hiding your face in the table. You held onto the sides of the table as Doyoung fucked into you fast and hard. You were finally getting what you wanted.

You felt the sweat drip down your body and his heat raiding off of him to you. Your eyes rolled back as his hand reached back and smacked your ass watching the skin jiggle. He grunted as he moved fast bringing his hand to circle your clit. He spread your ass cheeks apart spitting on the skin. Everything was so messy and you loved it. You loved having your hair and makeup get fucked up. You loved the salvia that fell from your lips and pooled onto the table.

"Fuck baby you like that?" he asked gritting his teeth as he watched his dick disappear inside you. You nodded feeling his hand reach down and grab onto your hair pulling it back tightly. You ignored the stretch you felt in your back. Closing your eyes and enjoying the delicious burn he created throughout every muscle in your body.

Doyoung's long fingers reach down to circle your clit bringing you closer to your high. You even loved the fact that he was fucking you in a library with hundreds of students. Everything about it is so dirty and messy. Too bad it was about to end.

You squeezed around his cock as you felt your climax approach your cum dripped down his cock coaxing his length and the rest of it dripping onto the carpet. Doyoung groaned out loud spilling his cum into the condom.

He slowly pulled out tying a knot on the condom. He threw it away and watched as you got dressed. He walked over to you putting on his boxers and slacks. "Running away so soon?" he asked in the form of a question as he went to place a kiss on your lips.

You stopped him placing your finger on his mouth. He froze widening his eyes. He pulled back confused.

"Did you really think I liked you?" you asked. He stood back stunned a scoff leaving his lips. "I knew it," he stated barely even shocked. You raised a brow crossing your arms over your chest. You were now fully dressed and standing in front of him. "Did you? Tell me what is it exactly that you know. Because I'll tell you what I know," you said pressing your hands on the table and propping yourself up.

"I know you aren't going to tell a single person what happened here today. I also know you're going to get Johnny off my back and turn a blind eye to what you think I'm doing," you said confidently your chin held high.

"And why is that?" he asked a known smirk on his cocky lips.

"Because I know your little secret video of me that you took," you said a purse of your lips and arms crossed over your chest. You watched his eyes wide for a moment, you even heard his heart skip a beat. He tried to play it off with a scoff. "What are you talking about?" he asked. "Really? That's the best you can do?" you asked annoyance in your tone. You jumped off the table walking over to him. He remained silent.

"I'm giving you a chance here Doyoung to do the right thing," you said. "By what blackmailing me?" he asked with an annoyed scoff.

"Who's fault is that?" you asked. "What good have you done to me?" you asked him seeing his gaze turn. You started to see the worry in his eyes and you hoped that you could convince him to listen to you. He sighed with a shake of his head. "Give me the video and get him off my back. You know it's the right thing to do," you pleaded.

"But they're my friends," he began but you didn't let him continue.

"Are they? They were all willing to give something up. Break the bond you all have when they all thought they had a chance with me. They all thought at one point I'd choose them and they'd get the seat at the table they all so desperately want," you said silently begging him to cooperate. He sighed his chest was now red along with his ears. He shook his head in disbelief. He knew a part of you was playing on his emotions but he wasn't angry because he knew deep down you were right.

"Doyoung, please. Help me and all is forgiven. You know what will happen if my father is involved," you said the last part more stern than how you spoke before. He hesitated but ultimately he caved pulling his shirt over his head. He reached for his phone handing it to you. "Put your number in. I'll send you the video and delete it after. I'll make sure it's deleted everywhere no one will ever see it. Not even Jaehyun," he said the last part catching your attention.

"Jaehyun didn't watch it?" you asked.

"He doesn't even know it exists," he said. You felt your heart squeeze in your chest. All this time you thought he knew. Apart from you was happy he had no clue, the other part ashamed that the lie had lived on for so long.

"Don't worry about my number. Have Mark deliver the video to me," you said turning away from his phone. You grabbed your coat and put it on. "Mark is working with you?" he asked surprised. "Sort of. Unlike you he has no choice," you said placing your purse around your shoulder and stepping out of the library. You ignored the stares and left heading home.

When you arrived home you waited for Mark to deliver your package. You didn't bother dressing up or getting ready at all. You just waited for your package. When you finally heard the ring of your doorbell you ran straight to the door. Not even bothering to check you opened it exposing it to Yuta.

----

You sat inside your living room Jungwoo, Wendy, and Jisung were present.

"No word from Ten?" Wendy asked you and Jungwoo. Jungwoo shook his head. You nodded, "Only an apology in text. I told him we'd talk when we're both ready too," you said. Everyone nodded Jisung sitting closer to you. A few beats of silence past before Jungwoo spoke.

"What's in the box?" he asked. You picked up the small brown box moving it around in your hand. "It's the video," you said. "It's the only copy," you said. Wendy stood up coming to your side. She wrapped her arms around you holding you tightly. "You tell us when you ready," she said placing a gentle kiss on your temple. You held onto her arm tears slipping past your eyes.

"You know," you began feeling Wendy's grip loosen. She sat beside you on the floor leaning her back on the couch. "Mark didn't even bring this to me like I asked Doyoung to have him do. Yuta did," you said causing Jisung to perk up. Wendy and Jungwoo were both stunned and raised their brows confused. "Yuta? Yuta Nakamoto?" Jungwoo asked shocked. You nodded confirming what they heard was real.

"But he doesn't even go to school here anymore," he said.

"Yeah, I thought he left. Traveled the world blowing his father's money," Wendy said. You shook your head Jisung as well. "He did that during the summer," Jisung began. You all turned to him. "He dropped out after expressing how the parties were getting too boring for him. He said he wanted to live a little, even travel. So he did. He took all the money his dad gave him for school, even asked for more, and set off to Japan. And then Brazil, followed by Greece, Mexico, Los Angeles, South Korea, and more. He just came back a few weeks ago," he said.

You nodded. "He delivered the box to me and asked me on a date," you said. Wendy stunned raised a brow. "A date? The man who is notorious for sleeping with every girl asked you out on a date?" she asked surprised. "I mean don't get me wrong Y/n your beautiful it's just he's a player, like a big-time player," she said concerned for you. You chuckled. "I'm not in it for love remember? Besides he's making my job easy," you said with a satisfied sigh.

"Honestly I thought he'd be harder," Jisung said. "Maybe Taeyong will be your hardest," he said jokingly. Jungwoo squinted confused. "Who's that?" he asked.

"Who Taeyong?" he asked back. You nodded in agreement. "Yeah not for nothing I don't know too much about him," you said honestly. Jisung shrugged leaning his arm over his leg. "There isn't much to know about him. He's just the oldest. He just looks after us in a different way than Johnny does," he said.

"How so?" Wendy asked. "He takes care of our food and keeps track of our grades. He makes sure our laundry he clean and the house is kept. He does everything around the house, well he hires people who but still," he said.

"So he's like your mom?" Wendy asked. He nodded from side to side. "Kind of if you want to see it that way," you said. "I'd say he's a loser," Jungwoo said.

"That way too," said Jisung.

Jungwoo and Wendy had taken off for the night leaving just you and Jisung on your couch, alone.

"Y/n remember Yuta is very charismatic. Don't fall under his spell," he warned you again. You nodded with a smile. "I won't," you swear eyes moving from Jisung's and back to the brown box on your coffee table. Your smile fell as you looked at the box.

"Y/n do you want to talk about it?" he asked eyes watching as you picked up the box.

"Why didn't you tell me Jaehyun didn't see this?" you asked his eyes on the sealed box. Jisung shrugged unknowingly. "I thought it didn't matter," he said honestly. You sighed how could he have known? You had only become his friend a few months ago. "Do you want to know what happened?" you asked him. He nodded, "Only if you want to tell me," he said.

"I didn't know they were recording. He told Mark he was taking me upstairs. Mark told Doyoung, so he had left his phone hidden in his room with the camera on and recording. I had just started school and me and Jaehyun were trying again,” you paused.

“I thought we would be better but I saw with laughing and dancing with another girl at that part and I got angry and jealous so I did something so stupid," you said pausing for a moment to think. Jisung patted your shoulder rubbing it gently letting you know he was there for you.

"You said you only saw the beginning. How much did you see?" you asked him.

"The part when you walk in. I could see your face but not Jaehyun's" he said.

"It's not Jaehyun in the video Jisung," you said a lump in your throat as the truth started to spill out of you. Jisung confused asked. "Then who is it?"

"It's Johnny," you said a tear streaming down your face.

"Johnny?" he asked.

"That's why it was so important I get this. With this, he could have ruined everything," you said holding the box in your hands as you spoke. "He could have destroyed me," you said your lips forming a smile full of hope. "But now he has nothing," you said. "All he can hope for is luck being on his side," you said. Jisung as much as you worried him was proud of you in this moment.

"What are you gonna do with the video?" he asked.

You sighed with a shrug. "I'll watch it. Then burn it. Tomorrow is a new day," you said with a smile.

To Be Continued...

I hope you all enjoyed part 7 of my 10-part series. I'm so grateful that you have read my twisted series lol and have stuck along for the ride. I can't believe the series is almost over. It's been so much fun writing this so far but it's not over yet! Stay tuned for Part 8 where he finally gets to see some Yuta!

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