The day it all changed

I still remember the way her eyes sparkled that night, brighter than the candles on the cake we’d spent all day baking together. Haeun’s birthday had always been a quiet affair—just the two of us, sneaking around her parents’ disapproval and making the most of what little we had. This year was different, though. She was finally 18, and for her, that meant freedom. For us, it meant possibilities.

Her black hair fell in soft waves past her shoulders, the faint scent of her cherry blossom shampoo filling the air as she leaned over to blow out the candles. Her pale skin seemed to glow under the dim lighting, and her doe-like brown eyes caught mine, holding them there as though she had something to say.

“What did you wish for?” I teased, setting the cake knife on the counter.

Haeun didn’t answer right away. Instead, she reached into her pocket, pulling out a neatly folded letter. “I don’t need to wish for anything,” she said, her radiant smile widening. “Because it’s already happening.”

I frowned, confused. “What’s that?”

“Read it,” she said, sliding it across the counter to me.

My hands trembled as I unfolded the letter. The logo at the top was instantly recognizable—Dream Entertainment, one of the top agencies in the country. My heart sank even before I read the words. Congratulations. You’ve been accepted into the ‘Next Idol’ competition…

“You got in?” I managed, looking up at her.

She nodded, her cheeks flushing with excitement. “I did it, Joonie! I got in!”

I **** a smile, trying to match her energy, but my chest felt tight. I had always liked the nickname, which she gave me simply because I was born in June, but now it felt different. “That’s… amazing. When do you start?”

Her smile faltered, just for a moment. “Next week. They want us at the bootcamp right away. I’ll be gone for a while, but—” She reached across the counter, taking my hands in hers. “I’ll come back. And when I do, I’ll be one step closer to making our dreams come true.”

“Our dreams,” I echoed, though the words felt hollow.

I had wanted to ask her to reconsider, that the life of an idol would inevitably separate us. But before I could say anything, she dipped a finger into the frosting and swiped a streak across my cheek. I looked at her in mock annoyance, but she only giggled, smearing another line across my nose.

And then her lips were on mine, kissing the frosting away. Her mouth was soft, warm, and the feeling of her breath against my skin was enough to melt any resistance I had left. We were tangled up in each other, pulling at each other's clothes, giggling as our limbs snagged onto the fabric.

We were both clumsy, inexperienced. We fumbled through the motions, figuring things out as we went along. We stumbled onto the bed, lips still connected, my tongue exploring her mouth. Our bodies pressed together, fitting perfectly like two pieces of the same puzzle. My fingers danced across her curves, tracing the lines of her body and sending a shiver through her.

I pulled back for a moment, my eyes scanning her face. In that moment, she was all I saw, and everything else faded away. My Haeun. My beautiful, brilliant Haeun. I kissed her again, savoring the feeling. She let out a moan as my hand slid down between her legs, the tip of my finger teasing her entrance. She was wet, slick, and the heat radiating from her pussy was almost unbearable. I slowly pushed the tip of my finger inside, earning a sharp gasp from her. She was tight, her walls clenching around my finger.

"Relax," I whispered, rubbing gentle circles on her thigh. "Just breathe."

She inhaled deeply, her body easing. Slowly, I began to move, easing my finger deeper inside. I curled it, hitting a spot that made her shudder, her eyes squeezing shut. I could feel her trembling, her pussy clenching and releasing around my finger. The sound of her whimpers filled the air, and I couldn't stop myself from leaning down and pressing a kiss to her mouth.

"Please..." she whispered, her eyes meeting mine. "I need you."

I knew what she meant. I was ready, too.

"Are you sure?" I asked, my voice shaky.

She nodded, a smile playing on her lips. "I've never been more sure of anything."

With a deep breath, she spread her legs wider, giving me better access. I positioned myself at her entrance, gently rubbing the tip of my cock against her opening. She shivered again, her body tensing up.

"It's okay," I reassured her, my hand reaching down to cup her cheek. "I love you, Haeun."

Her eyes fluttered open, locking onto mine. Her face relaxed, and she gave me a small nod, giving me the green light. I pushed forward slowly, watching as she bit her lip, holding back a whimper. Her pussy gripped me tightly, resisting at first, but soon gave way, allowing me to slide deeper inside. The sensation was overwhelming—tight, warm, and slick. I felt a surge of pleasure, building within me like a wave about to crash. She cried out, tears pricking her eyes.

"Does it hurt?" I asked, concerned.

She nodded, her brow knitted in discomfort. "A little... But please don't stop."

I hesitated for a moment before nodding, determined not to hurt her further. I continued to push forward, my hips moving in small circles as I tried to find a rhythm that worked for both of us. She gasped with each thrust, her fingers digging into the sheets beneath us. Her body arched up to meet mine, and we began to move together, our bodies finding a shared rhythm. Slowly, the pain in her eyes gave way to something else—pleasure.

Her whimpers turned into moans, and her nails raked down my back. I could feel myself drawing closer and closer to my climax, the tightness building in the pit of my stomach. I thrust harder, deeper, our bodies colliding with each stroke. She wrapped her legs around my waist, pulling me deeper inside her. My hands tangled in her hair, pulling lightly as she groaned against my neck.

"Please, Minjae," she whimpered. "I need you... I need you to come inside me."

I looked down at her, my eyes searching hers. "Are you sure?"

She nodded, her gaze unwavering. "Yes... I want to feel you."

I swallowed hard before nodding back at her. I couldn't hold back any longer. My thrusts became more erratic, my hips bucking wildly as I felt myself teetering on the edge of my release. She moaned loudly, her nails digging into my back as she held on tight.

"I'm going to cum!" I groaned, feeling her pussy clamp down around me like a vice grip.

She gasped, her eyes squeezing shut again. "Cum inside me!" she cried out, her voice high and needy. "Please!"

That was all it took. I felt the wave of pleasure crash over me, and with a loud grunt, I thrust one last time, burying myself deep inside her. I could feel my cock pulsating, shooting ropes of thick, warm cum inside her tight pussy. She screamed out my name as her own orgasm hit, her body shuddering beneath me. Her walls clenched around my length, milking every last drop from my pulsing member until we were both left exhausted and panting.

I collapsed on top of her, our bodies slick with sweat as we caught our breath. Her fingers traced lazy circles across my back, and I could feel the rise and fall of her chest against mine.