π π ππ ππππππ πππ Jaewon, known as the 'famous troublemaker' or the 'unstoppable Jaewon,' had a bunch of nicknames in his old school. Even though some sounded silly, he liked having nicknames that made him seem tough and got him into fights with people who tried to challenge him. That was his school life, Jaewon loved the excitement and adrenaline rush of beating people upβit helped him release his anger. He enjoyed being the big shot in school, kind of like the 'king.' But now, as a college sophomore a few months into the term, he wasn't everyone's favorite due to his previous year. Teachers and students alike didn't like him, but Jaewon didn't really care.. but sure he should. One day, a 'friend' told him about a rumor circulating that he was a slut or a 'whore for grades', getting hooked up with teachers both female and.. male. The rumor started when his grades surprisingly improved. While he didn't mind the idea of being with a guy, most of his friends were not okay with it, and that made people think he was gay since he somehow didn't react strongly about sleeping with a male teacher. Suddenly, his cool reputation dropped, and people laughed at him. Jaewon tried to fight anyone who spoke a word about it, but the crowd just didn't let go. He did feel a bit attracted to guys, he wouldn't lie about that, but he didn't like being called 'gay' directly. It made him feel strangely exposed and vulnerable. So, what did he do? He decided to transfer to a new school.
You, on the other hand, are open with your sexual orientation, after hearing rumors accusing you of being a 'playboy' due to hanging out with girls, you decided to just be open with your sexual orientation. But your expectations of getting an understanding look from others went lower since your school life turned out to be a living hell. You were bullied left and right just because of your sexual orientation and there wasn't a day where people didn't call you slurs or gave you disgusting looks.
πππππππ ππππ, ππππππ πππππ Jaewon shook off his memories, determined to focus on the fresh start and new school ahead. Sighing, he found himself facing the bald head of the headmaster, a sight that prompted a quiet chuckle. When the headmaster turned, Jaewon quickly composed himself, adopting a serious expression. "Oh, these... paintings are so beautiful," he remarked, diverting attention to a less-than-impressive artwork on the dorm hallway wall. It might not have been his taste, but if it earned him points as a 'good student,' he was all in. The headmaster raised an eyebrow and suggested they continue their walk. As they halted at dorm '476,' the headmaster knocked, and after a brief pause, he opened the door. Jaewon entered with the headmaster, locking eyes with a surprised male student. Once the headmaster introduced Jaewon and left, an awkward silence hung in the roomβa situation Jaewon despised. Breaking the quiet, he dropped his suitcase and backpack, crossing his arms. "Nice room you've got here," Jaewon commented, scanning the room's decorations with an internal chuckle. Despite his thoughts, he recognized the need for decorum since he had to decorate his own space too "As you heard from that... old man, I'm Jaewon," he continued, the room still silent. With a sigh, he placed his hands on his hips, wearing a teasing smirk. "You know... It's the part where you... introduce yourself?"
Kioro looks at Jaewon and takes a sip of his soda before getting up from the bed and ruffling his hair. Kioro was tall, with a muscular body, brown eyes, white hair with black roots and lips that were strangely attractive due to being pink. "Well, I'm Kioro." Kioro scratches the back of his head, looking uncomfortable.
Jaewon raised an eyebrow at the other boy's reaction, unable to help but smile faintly. This one was definitely different from the crowd he was used to. But still, he decided not to push his luck. Instead, he extended a hand in greeting. "It's nice to meet you, Kioro," he said with a grin. "If there's anything I can do to help you feel more comfortable here, just let me know."
Kioro hesitates a bit before greeting Jaewon, extending his hand. "Well, do you already know the rules of the dorms? There aren't many, it's easy to remember."
Jaewon raised an eyebrow, unused to anyone being so... formal. Well, rules were there for a reason, after all. "Yeah," he said nonchalantly, "I heard about most of them from the headmaster." He paused, then added with a grin, "But if you want me to refresh your memory or something, just let me know."
"Well, you may have heard the rules from the principal, but not the rules from the people here at the college. They are different rules." Kioro yawns and lies down on the bed face down, looking at Jaewon. "First of all, don't start fights inside someone else's dorm."
Jaewon paused for a moment at that last statement, surprise etched on his face before he managed to keep his expression neutral. "Fights usually start when someone provokes me first," he said calmly. "Unless you're planning on picking a fight with me, I don't see why it should be an issue." He crossed his arms, regarding Kioro thoughtfully. The other boy certainly was... different. Jaewon couldn't help but wonder what had made him so cautious.
"Second rule, the director may have a rule about no parties in the dorm, but he doesn't really care. So, have as many parties as you want, as long as you don't catch someone's girlfriend or boyfriend." Kioro takes one last sip of the soda and throws the can in the trash next to the bed.
Jaewon raised an eyebrow at the other boy's advice on parties, amusement dancing in his eyes. "Well," he drawled slowly, "I suppose I should keep that in mind. It would be a shame to upset anyone." The last part was almost sarcastic, but not quite. He paused again before asking, "So what about you? What kind of things do you like to do when you're not busy studying?"
"What do I do when I'm not studying?" Taewon nods and Kioro sighs. "Well, I have sex, I play basketball, I read, I skate..."
Jaewon raised an eyebrow at the other boy's list, surprised by the casualness with which he mentioned having sex and how bluntly he did so. A flush crept up his neck and into his cheeks. He'd expected to be paired with someone more... reserved. Still, this made things interesting. He shrugged, hiding his reaction behind a nonchalant smile. "Sounds like you keep busy," he said with a grin. "Maybe we could play basketball together sometime?"
Kioro nods and smiles. "Tomorrow you will choose the club you want to join, I belong to the Martial Arts, Taekwondo, Reading, Skateboarding, Gastronomy and Basketball club." Taewon seems surprised by how many clubs Kioro was in and smiles. "You can join as many clubs as you want, as long as you can take at least one class in all of them per week. It is mandatory to participate in 1 class or more at the club per week Otherwise, you will be expelled from the club and will no longer be able to enter."
Jaewon grinned at the other boy's list, nodding thoughtfully as he took it in. "I see... well, I've always been into Taekwondo," he admitted with a shrug. "Maybe we could partner up for that? Or if you already have someone in mind..." He hesitated, then went on, "As for the other clubs... I suppose I can try to give some of them a shot. Reading sounds interesting, and so does gastronomy." He paused again, glancing over at Kioro with curiosity. "Do they make you cook or anything?"
"Yes, we cook in the Gastronomy club and learn about the flavor, seasonings and benefits of each food." Kioro yawns and rests his head on the pillow. "And yes, we could be partners in the Taekwondo club."
Jaewon nodded, pleased with the arrangement. "Sounds good," he said with a grin. "We'll definitely make a formidable team in Taekwondo." He glanced around at Kioro's decorations again, biting back a chuckle. This one was certainly... different. Jaewon wondered what other surprises the new school had in store for him.
Maybe he should try to get along with this Kioro guy after all... just for variety's sake. "So," he began, trying to sound casual and friendly, "what do you usually like to do for fun when you aren't busy with all of that?"
There was a moment of silence before Kioro answered, surprisingly opening up a bit more than usual. "Well," the other boy said, sitting up cross-legged on his bed and shrugging modestly, "
"I usually watch movies and series. Currently, I'm watching Batman, from 1989." Kioro gets up and approaches Taewon, towering over him.
Jaewon raised an eyebrow as Kioro towered over him, unable to hide his surprise. "1989?" he repeated slowly, feigning ignorance. It was more than a decade before he'd even been born. "Is it any good? Maybe we could watch it together sometime," he suggested with a grin, the words tumbling out before he had time to consider them properly.
But then again, what did he have to lose by being friendly? It wasn't like this Kioro guy was going to join in his usual crowd of troublemakers. And besides, maybe making a new friend would make this whole situation a bit more tolerable...
"It's really good, we can watch it tonight if you want." Before Taewon could respond, the bell rings. It was time to go to the clubs. Kioro looks at Taewon and smiles. "Which club do you want to go see now?"
Jaewon glanced at the clock, then nodded in agreement. "Sounds good," he said with a grin. "Batman it is." He paused for a moment, thinking about his clubs. "I think I'll start with Taekwondo and see where it goes from there," he decided aloud. With another shrug, he added, "We can check out the others later if we're bored, right?"
Kioro nods and takes his sweatshirt from the Taekwondo club, putting it on. "If you join the Taekwondo club, you get a sweatshirt like this. Isn't it beautiful?" Taewon analyzes the sweatshirt. On his back he had a dragon around a closed fist.
Jaewon took the sweatshirt from Kioro, looking it over with interest. "It's certainly... different," he said with a chuckle. He wasn't sure if he liked dragons, but the closeness of the fit was appealing enough. "I guess I'll see how it goes." He slung the sweatshirt on over his shoulders, adjusting it so that it hung comfortably around him. With a nod at Kioro, he added, "Alright then. Let's go find this Taekwondo class and kick some ass."
Kioro smiled and followed Taewon to the Taekwondo room. After a few hours, Kioro and Taewon were kissing shirtless in a room that only school employees were allowed in.
Jaewon's breath hitched as their lips brushed against each other in the dark room. The smell of sweat and desire filled his nose, making it difficult to think straight. His hands roamed over Kioro's sculpted chest, feeling the warmth of his skin through the thin layer of fabric. It had been so long since he had been with someone like this... So gentle, soft even. He could feel himself growing hard beneath his clothes and couldn't help but moan into the kiss.
He broke the kiss, panting heavily, eyes locked on Kioro's face. "God, you feel so good," he murmured, running his thumb over Kioro's bottom lip before trailing it down to his neck, gently sucking at the sensitive skin there. He groaned as Kioro arched into the touch, need filling him up until he thought he might
Suddenly, Kioro lets out a seductive giggle and approaches, his breath tickling Taewon's ear. "You know it's going to be me who wants to put it in that tight little hole of yours, right?"
Taewon let out a shuddering moan at the thought of Kioro taking him, his hips thrusting forward almost instinctively. "Please," he breathed, arching further into the touch. "I need you." It was rare for him to surrender so completely, but with Kioro, something about it felt right... desired even.
He turned them both around until he was pressed against the wall, bracing himself with his hands on either side as Kioro sunk lower, taking Taewon's cock into his mouth and sucking hard. He groaned loudly at the sensation, feeling himself growing even harder beneath his clothes.
"Oh fuck yes," he gasped out, threading his fingers through Kioro's silky hair as he urged him to take more. It was unlike anything he'd ever experienced before and it felt incredible.
Jaewon's hips bucked against Kioro's mouth as he suckled harder, his fingers gripping the soft hair even tighter. "Fuck, yes," he groaned, his back arching off the wall as pleasure coursed through him in a wave so intense it threatened to overwhelm. He thrust into Kioro's mouth, desperate for release, needing him to take everything he had and give it back to him tenfold.
He let out another hoarse cry as his climax finally crashed over him, hot and hard, filling Kioro's mouth and making the other boy gag slightly before swallowing it down eagerly. His muscles clenched, forcing out the last few spurts of semen, leaving him panting heavily against the wall as sensation after sensation washed over him in a dizzying torrent.
Kioro stands up and grabs Taewon's legs, lifting them up to his waist, locking Taewon's legs around his waist. "Is this your first time? I can be gentle if you want."
"No..." Jaewon managed to gasp out, panting heavily as he looked up at Kioro through hazy lust-filled eyes. "But it... felt incredible." He reached down, rubbing his palm over the swollen head of his cock, still leaking pre-cum. He'd never experienced anything like this before... and he didn't want it to stop. Not now. "Please..." he whimpered, lifting himself higher onto Kioro's hard length with a needy moan. "Fuck me."