8 – Shower Room

“Hey, what the hell are you?”

Swoosh—the sound of water falling filled the air, and the rising steam blurred the vision.

But the face of the woman, eyes blazing with anger, was clearer than ever.

Yoon Serin, the trainee who had just been fucked by Mr. Park to the point of fainting. Hayoon, annoyed at being suddenly confronted in the shower, retorted in a vexed voice.

“What?”

“What the fuck are you that Mr. Park, that son of a bitch, is so nice only to you!”

“Damn it, how would I know?”

Hayoon was just as dumbfounded. She had also thought Mr. Park would forcibly break her virginity.

But the reason he didn’t wasn’t because of anything she did, but simply because the guy had changed his mind.

Yet, she was being confronted out of the blue, which was absurd. After roughly clearing away the remaining shampoo foam, she turned her head and said to Yoon Serin.

“I want to know what the hell those bastards are up to too.”

If she had been fucked cleanly, she could have just accepted it, even if it was shitty. But they were good at hitting and beating, yet they didn’t actually fuck, which made her even more uneasy.

These bastards were definitely the type to fuck, but they weren’t attacking, so she couldn’t figure out what they were planning.

But such words didn’t work on Yoon Serin, who had just been thoroughly fucked by Mr. Park.

She stepped closer to Hayoon and said.

“Come to think of it, you seem to know Mr. Park. When you first came, he greeted you as Miss Ha… Could it be that you were a teacher here?”

“For someone who’s only been here for a month, you’re pretty perceptive.”

“What the fuck, really?”

Yoon Serin was shocked by Hayoon’s calm words, but Hayoon was annoyed instead.

She couldn’t understand why being a teacher before all this was such a big deal to elicit such a reaction.

She wasn’t even around when I was a teacher. The trio who were actually there aren’t saying anything…

“Really, that bastard Miss Ha?”

Maybe not. Ryu Jina, who was showering with Hongryun in the distance, raised her voice and approached.

The space wasn’t that spacious to begin with, and it had become narrower because of Yoon Serin, but it became even narrower with Ryu Jina squeezing in.

Moreover, due to the height difference of at least 10cm, only two pairs of breasts resembling water droplets were visible.

“Hey, is that true? You’re Miss Ha?”

“It’s been three months, Ryu Jina, ouch!”

-Slap!

“Who said you could call me by my name?”

Bitch. Hayoon winced, clutching her struck cheek.

“Ryu Jina.”

As she was doing that, Hongryun’s voice was heard from afar. Ryu Jina turned her head with a clearly displeased expression.

“Hongryun! You heard it too, that bitch is that son of a bitch!”

“Who said you could hit her? Today’s work isn’t over yet. If you’re going to hit her, hit her where it doesn’t show, except for the face. Oh, and not the pussy either.”

She’s still a virgin, so her hymen shouldn’t be damaged, right? Hongryun muttered like that, enjoying the falling water.

Ryu Jina stared at her with a dumbfounded look, then smiled and said to Hayoon.

“You heard that? You’re dead.”

“Ryu Jina, you’ve grown a lot, huh? Just because I’m in this state doesn’t mean I can’t handle you, ugh—”

“Why is your tongue so long? You must be great at giving head?”

Hitting while talking? Hayoon clenched her teeth, clutching her struck chest.

They say breasts are a woman’s weakness, and after being hit, she understood why they were called a weakness. They’re so big, yet they don’t absorb any impact at all.

Hayoon muttered like that and lunged at Ryu Jina, who was about to swing her fist again.

“Bitch, do you think I’ll just keep taking it!”

Even though it’s like this, she used to box in her younger days. Although she quit in middle school, she could easily subdue ordinary people with her natural physique.

Right now, Ryu Jina’s fist looked like slow motion to her.

Hayoon thought like that and tried to dodge the fist and land a counter punch.

“Ouch!”

“Ah, damn it! Stay still!”

But the fist flew towards her face. Hayoon, grabbing her face at the unexpected change of course, heard Ryu Jina exclaim in panic.

As Hongryun had said, she was planning to focus on hitting her chest and abdomen, not her face.

But this stupid bitch suddenly stuck her face out. Ryu Jina, even though she was the one who hit her, said in confusion.

“Are you okay? Is your nose broken?”

As if my nose would break from a fist from someone like you. She wanted to retort like that, but she already felt something wet flowing from the hand clutching her face.

It was humiliating that her nose was bleeding from a fist from such a lowly person. Hayoon ignored the tears welling up and glared at Ryu Jina.

“Shut up. Are you, a cum dumpster, pitying me?”

“W-what? Cum dumpster? You’re the same now, you idiot!”

“How am I the same as you, you du-umb bitch!”

“This, even though I was worried…!”

Ryu Jina shut her mouth tightly and glared at Hayoon.

“I knew it, trash like you never changes, even after ending up like this.”

Then, she suddenly lifted her foot and kicked her in the abdomen. Ugh—Hayoon, caught off guard, clutched her stomach and collapsed.

Ryu Jina, panting, looked down at her trembling figure and said to Yoon Serin, who was blankly watching from the side.

“What are you doing? Aren’t you going to step on her.”

“Uh, uh?”

“Weren’t you picking a fight with her because you were annoyed too? Step on her.”

Then, as if showing an example, she grabbed the wall and started stepping on Hayoon, who was lying on the ground.

Yoon Serin flinched at the ruthless sight of her mercilessly trampling on someone, but soon hardened her expression and lifted her leg.

“Ugh, ugh, uhh…”

With two legs alternately stomping without giving her a break, she couldn’t come to her senses.

All Hayoon could do was raise her arms and instinctively protect her head. Of course, it was a meaningless defense since they weren’t even looking at her head in the first place.

“Don’t worry about it, wash up and get out. You need to get ready before the lesson.”

The other trainees whispered at the gruesome scene, but at Baek Sora’s words, they tried to ignore it and focused on showering.

For a while, the sound of splashing water and screams that seemed to exhale filled the shower room.

It ended after most of the trainees had left the shower room.

“Haa, haa…”

Ryu Jina, panting, looked at Hayoon, who was crouching and trembling intermittently. Yoon Serin had glanced at her and disappeared as if running away, so she had been stomping on her alone.

But that was enough. It relieved some of the resentment she had towards Hayoon, no, Ha Seungjin.

Ryu Jina took a deep breath, spat, and muttered.

“Bastard. Serves you right.”

A thick liquid flowed down her head and touched her face, but Hayoon couldn’t lift her head.

-Thud!

“Ugh!”

Ryu Jina stepped on her one last time and turned her head to say to Baek Sora, who was waiting.

“Let’s go.”

“Okay.”

Baek Sora glanced at the crouching Hayoon and passed by like that.

Even after the sound of the two leaving, Hayoon remained crouched for a long time. Then, at some point, she lifted her head.

There was no one in the shower room. Only the moisture from the shower remained, and the steam that had filled the room was long gone.

It was only natural. Most of the trainees had already left the shower room while she was being beaten.

It’s finally over. Hayoon tried to get up with a dazed look, but soon wrapped her arms around her body and collapsed.

“Agh…”

She didn’t know for sure, but she thought her ribs might be broken. It hurt that much. As she was thinking that and suppressing the pain, she heard the sound of the shower room door sliding open.

Thinking that Ryu Jina, that bitch, had come back because she still wasn’t satisfied, she turned her head and saw an unexpected figure.

“Ah, you’re here.”

Kim Seonah, wearing clothes that looked like a blue tablecloth, let out a short sigh as if she had found her.

“I thought Ryu Jina and Baek Sora were coming out, so I wondered, but I didn’t think you’d still be here.”

“Why… cough, did you come?”

“What else? I came to help Hayoon. Oh my, look at those bruises.”

Kim Seonah turned on the water, adjusted the temperature, sprinkled it on her hand, and then sprinkled it on Hayoon’s body.

“Ugh…”

As the warm water touched her slightly chilled body, warmth began to return. The stinging pain also seemed to be alleviated thanks to that, so Hayoon’s expression, which had been contorted, relaxed.

After washing the saliva off her head cleanly, Kim Seonah turned off the water and carefully asked.

“Can you get up by yourself?”

“I can do that much, agh…!”

“I’ll support you.”

She quickly approached and supported her as she was about to collapse from the pain in her side. Hayoon was finally able to get up and leave the shower room thanks to Kim Seonah’s actions, who didn’t care that her clothes were getting wet.

“Sit here for now. I’ll wipe you with a towel.”

Kim Seonah sat Hayoon down and went to get a towel. Then, she wiped her body instead of her, who was having difficulty moving.

Hayoon looked at her with an indescribable gaze and suddenly said that.

“Why, why are you doing this for me?”

“Because I feel sorry for you.”

“Huh?”

It was a very unexpected answer. Because she felt sorry for her! Before Hayoon could say anything, Kim Seonah spoke first.

“I know. That you used to be a teacher who managed us, the patients, and that you harassed us a lot. I don’t necessarily think what Ryu Jina did was bad either. Rather, it seems like she was the one who was harmed by you.”

“Then…”

“But, you helped me, right? You gave me advice when I came here…”

That was just because I was also anxious and felt like I would explode if I didn’t say something. Whether Hayoon thought that or not, Kim Seonah continued to speak.

“And we’re classmates, right? I haven’t been to the military, but I heard that once you’re classmates, you’re classmates for life.”

“Is this the military, you idiot…”

Hayoon threw out a jab, but it was to hide her inexplicably emotional heart. Whether she knew that or not, Kim Seonah continued to speak.

“Come to think of it, they said to gather in the indoor training ground and they gave us strange clothes. Do you happen to know what we’re doing?”

“Ah, shit.”

Come to think of it, there was that. Hayoon frowned as if she had never been emotional.

Author’s Note

There’s no time to be moved