11 – Human Rights Activist

After the afternoon’s work was done, and I’d showered and eaten dinner, there was free time until roll call.

But there wasn’t much to do here without electronics. At best, I could do the laundry I’d been putting off, exercise, or talk to the person next to me.

The military at least has cell phones or TVs. With that thought, Hayoon tossed the washed and dried leotard into the locker and flopped onto the bed.

It was a pity that her butt, still stinging from Hongryun’s beating, wouldn’t let her lie on her back.

As she was lying there, someone approached Hayoon and asked,

“Hey, you’re Hayoon, right?”

“Who are you?”

“I’m Jin Siwon. I’m next to you.”

Jin Siwon pointed to locker number 6 next to her.

“I just wanted to say hello. We’ll be living together for the next four months.”

“Mind your own business. I don’t want to get close to you guys anyway.”

“You seemed to have gotten close to Kim Seonah already.”

“Shut up. We’re not close.”

She couldn’t understand how Hongryun and everyone else saw her and Kim Seonah as close. As she grumbled inwardly, she felt the bed shake. She turned her head to see Jin Siwon sitting on the edge of the bed instead of leaving.

“Why are you sitting? I told you to get lost.”

“You don’t have anything to do anyway, right? I don’t either. Let’s talk and pass the time. There’s nothing to do here.”

“Are you on vacation? Looking for something to do. This is a workshop for making sex slaves, not a resort, you idiot.”

“A workshop… come to think of it, you were a teacher here, right? Is that true?”

“You would know if you were in the shower room.”

Thinking back to that time made her ribs ache for no reason. She had to get back at that bitch Ryu Jina someday.

As she gnashed her teeth, Jin Siwon asked with a glint in her eyes.

“How many years were you a teacher?”

“About four years… more importantly, why are you curious about that?”

“I was preparing to become a teacher at the training center too.”

Hayoon twitched her eyebrows at her cheerful voice.

She thought, this bitch isn’t normal either.

Regardless, Jin Siwon continued.

“You must have gotten tired of having sex after four years?”

“I’ve had so much I can’t count it on my hands and feet. More than ten times a day.”

“Wow… so it’s true that teachers favor people with good stamina. I got on the wrong side of Teacher Park here and got fucked until I passed out.”

“When I woke up, my whole body was covered in cum.” She said it with a smile.

She was either out of her mind from exhaustion, or…

“Are you a masochist?”

A crazy bitch who finds pleasure in pain. Either way, she was the kind you shouldn’t associate with.

Jin Siwon shook her head at Hayoon’s wary question.

“No, I don’t like pain either. But getting my ass slapped when I’m horny during sex isn’t so bad…”

“Crazy bitch.”

Hayoon stared at Jin Siwon with a disgusted look as her face flushed, as if she was reminded of that time.

“If it were possible to drop out of the training center early, you would have left already. You’re already enough of a sex slave as it is.”

“I really wish that were possible. There’s just too little to do after work.”

Jin Siwon muttered, then suddenly made a small noise as if she had remembered something.

“Of course, it’s not all bad. There are a lot of pretty girls here, which I like. I guess it’s because they’re all sickos, but it’s a feast for the eyes.”

“What’s the point? You’re just looking at dicks instead of actually getting fucked…”

“There are ways to have fun without a dick, you know.”

“What?”

“Don’t act innocent. This, you know, this.”

She made a scissor-like gesture with her hands, then clasped them together as if they were colliding.

“Lesbian sex.”

“Crazy bitch… you’re getting fucked here and still rubbing against other girls?”

“What’s wrong with that? It’s not like I get fucked every day. And you can use it to fill your masturbation quota, you know? Plus, it’s a different kind of pleasure than getting fucked by a dick…”

So she wasn’t a masochist, she was a nymphomaniac. As Hayoon thought this, Jin Siwon leaned in and whispered.

“Or do you want to give it a try with me? I’m pretty good with my fingers, you know. I’ll show you that sex between women isn’t so bad.”

“Get lost before I break your jaw.”

“Why? I’m really confident I can make you feel good…”

No one listens when I talk to them. Hayoon frowned and was about to get up when…

Jin Siwon’s face was pulled away as if someone had grabbed her by the neck, and she gasped.

At the same time, a sharp voice rang out.

“Hey, Jin Siwon! Were you messing with the newbie again!”

“Messing with her? I’m always sincere- ack.”

The bespectacled trainee chopped her Adam’s apple with a hand blade, cutting off her nonsense, and said to Hayoon apologetically.

“I’m sorry. She always hits on the new girls…”

“I get it, so take that bitch and get lost. I want to rest.”

“…Even so, aren’t you being too harsh?”

Jin Siwon whispered in her ear at the trainee’s disgruntled tone, with her hands on her hips.

“Sohyun-ah. She’s the one, the one who stood up to Ryu Jina in the shower room and got stomped.”

“Ah, the one who used to be a teacher?”

Why are they talking about that in front of the person in question? Hayoon said to the two of them with a dumbfounded expression, her voice loud enough to make their whispers meaningless.

“Hey, can’t you guys just get lost? No, I’ll just get lost. You guys stay here.”

Then she quickly got up and tried to head outside.

If the trainee called Sohyun hadn’t grabbed her shoulder.

“Wait! My name is Shin Sohyun.”

“I don’t care about your name.”

“Is it true you used to be a teacher? Then you must know the geography of Somang Training Center well, right?”

Hayoon chuckled at her question, which was much quieter than her earlier whispers.

This girl, she looks like a model student, but she’s thinking something very audacious.

“You stupid bitch. Do you think I’d tell someone like you who’s thinking such nonsense?”

“…How do you know what I’m thinking?”

“It’s obvious. You’re trying to escape from here. Don’t.”

If someone comes here and asks about the training center’s geography, they must be thinking of escaping. Otherwise, they wouldn’t say such stupid things.

“Just stay here quietly. Don’t do anything stupid and regret it later.”

“I don’t want to…! This is wrong! Just because my gender changed, I have to live the rest of my life serving as a sex slave! The law is wrong!”

“So you’re going to escape? What about the dog tag? It must have a GPS tracker on it.”

“I know how to cut it off. Before this happened, I was a human rights activist for sickos.”

“Oh, a noble person has arrived.”

Hayoon muttered.

Thirty years ago, a special law regarding sickos was passed, but it was not immediately implemented. It wasn’t just the buildings, but also because human rights activists were advocating for the rights of sickos.

In addition to them, the friends and families of the sickos also joined the protests, so it was quite noisy until the law was implemented.

Thirty years later, most sickos have resigned themselves to their fate, or their families have compromised by taking them to another place before leaving the training center.

Of course, these human rights activists never got tired. Since protests didn’t work, they resorted to violent acts such as raiding training centers with exposed locations and rescuing sickos.

That’s why major training centers near the capital, not like this Somang Training Center in the countryside, were often patrolled by police. Of course, they also went into the training centers and had sex with the sickos.

Anyway, a human rights activist. Hayoon crossed her arms and looked at Shin Sohyun. With her round face and round glasses, she looked much younger than her actual age.

That meant she looked weak. Human rights activists usually have a tough image, but Shin Sohyun didn’t have that at all.

Her appearance was pretty, as expected of a sicko. But her hair and eye color were typical black, so she didn’t look very distinctive.

In other words, she looked like an ordinary pretty woman. Certainly, if she could get out of the training center and cut off the dog tag, it would be difficult to catch her.

And if she could contact other human rights activists, she could go to another country that recognizes the rights of sickos and become truly free.

But that’s too naive. Hayoon shook her head and said.

“Forget it. You’re taking the meaning of escaping from here too lightly. And what if I tell the other teachers about what you said?”

“Ah, ah…”

She hadn’t thought that far, and her eyes widened as she couldn’t continue her sentence.

She was a rookie who hadn’t been in human rights activism for long, not the veterans she knew.

Escaping or something… she doesn’t know how precious her life is. Hayoon said to Shin Sohyun.

“Stay here quietly and don’t think nonsense.”

“…So you’re saying I should live for the next four months getting impaled by the teachers’ dicks?!”

“That would be better.”

Because if you escape and get caught, you won’t even be able to do that.

Hayoon swallowed the rest of her words and turned to leave the dormitory. Shin Sohyun glared at her retreating figure with clenched fists.

“Ah, Hayoon-ssi! Where are you going?”

“I’m going to get some air. Don’t follow me.”

She said to Kim Seonah, who was holding clothes in her arms, as if she had just done laundry.

But she quickly organized the things she was holding in the dormitory and followed her. Hayoon muttered with a dumbfounded expression at Kim Seonah’s panting figure.

“I told you not to follow me?”

“Hehe… I thought it would be awkward to be alone in the dormitory. Can I come with you? I won’t bother your walk. Okay?”

“Oh my… do as you please. But I’ll hit you if you talk to me.”

“Yes! I understand!”

“Don’t smile, you.”

Hayoon grumbled in response to Kim Seonah, who saluted playfully and smiled.

But her expression wasn’t too bad. Unlike when she was with Shin Sohyun and Jin Siwon.

Author’s Note

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