Post by LEE JUURI on May 28, 2010 0:40:09 GMT -5
- - I DO WHAT I WANT, I DO IT MY WAY - -
SAY HUMPH (HUH HUH) SAY HUMPH (HUH HUH)
YOU ARE NO COMPETITION TO ME
Walking out of the school, she glanced behind her as many other students flooded the courtyard. It was basically the end of the day and most of the students could go back to their dorms or homes or whatever they lived in. She on the other hand felt a bit restless and wanted to walk around more. It was about 6pm and she was held back for about two hours because of her dress code. She had broken the regulations again, despite going to a university it was still private so she wasn’t allowed to dress how she would like. Instead, she was forced to be properly donning a skirt and stockings. Today however, she wore black pants and a white dress shirt, she would have a tie but it was getting really hot so she refrained from adding it to her attire. The deans were pricks that didn’t think she should be wearing such masculine clothing and assumed it was a ‘Korean’ thing.
She nearly decked them in the face. Just because she is Korean born and bred did not make her any more different than anyone else but because she was from another country she was treated like an alien. However thanks to her fan club, which she adores to no end with there endless devotion of love to their “Juuri-ou”, she managed to get a protest starting again about females wearing pants. Sighing, Juuri walked around the area, trying to familiarize herself with it.
Somehow, she managed to wander into Roppongi district. She wasn’t not familiar with this place. It drew her with great interest once she landed on the Land of the Rising sun. Glancing around, she saw that everyone was too preoccupied with their own companions and it was just fine with her. She just wanted to kill time, to walk alone and not think. Stretching her body, she turned to the stands that were selling alcohol so openly. She wanted to bit her lips in disgust. Sure she didn’t like alcohol that much but it made her a bit angry that she wasn’t allowed to purchase it. In Korea, she would be already 20, two years over the legal drinking age and be able to party, instead she was to be submissive to the Japanese government and wait another full year before she can drink.
Upsetting.
Turning away from the difference, the girl walked toward the stand filled with cheap jewelry as someone wrapped their arms around her sleek shoulders.
A white man, probably from either Europe or America, had slung his willowy arms around her shoulders. She wasn’t sure how to approve this and waited for his reaction. Holding up a bunch of paper yen, he began to speak to her in slow and broken English as if she was too ignorant to understand what he was saying. He then continued by making gestures with his hands toward his dick and pretended to pump his imaginary rod.
Raising a brow, she pushed his shoulder away and glared at him. Juuri was a loose woman but in no way was she a prostitute. She ha d morals too, and she only played with the rich and beautiful. This man should bulk up more if he wants some sweet time with her. Just as she was about to leave the stand, he blocked her way again with a furious expression.
“Apparently you do not get it. I am paying you for some midnight loving.”
‘It’s only 6pm.’ She thought to herself as he used the word ‘midnight’ and winched at his poor choice of threatening words. Completely repulsed, the girl tried to move aside but the man came at her with conviction. Though she didn’t like acting out in public, she felt that she had no choice and shot her left hand forward to his left shoulder. Instantly he dropped the yen as she clutched his lifeless shoulder.
‘Thank you human anatomy.’ She sighed in relief before leaving in a hurry. Hitting g a pressure point could be deadly, Juuri hoped he would be alright...or risk being sued.
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