5. Scars

"Not taking a leave today?"

In the locker room, Amanda, already changed into her swimsuit, leaned against the metal locker, arms crossed, looking at Karina, who was still dawdling, teasing her.

For the sake of the students' health, apart from evening runs, the school still maintains one physical education class per week, and Karina's attendance rate for PE class is 99%.

"It's too hot, can't focus on studying, so I came to swim to cool down. Besides, PE classes are probably going to be canceled soon, right..."

Karina lifted her shirt, revealing the outline of her white lace bra underneath, like a candy wrapper wrapped around soft cotton candy. Amanda stood beside her, looking down at her own chest, then at Karina's, her eyes widening in surprise.

Feeling a bit embarrassed by the gaze, Karina turned around to change. Amanda reached out to touch her smooth and slender back. Sensitive to touch, Karina almost jumped up in surprise.

"This is still here," Amanda said in surprise.

Karina twisted her head to look back, confused, "What's still here?"

"This scar," Amanda poked at the light brown mark.

"Oh, this..."

Karina had a rough and careless nature, often getting mysterious wounds as a child. This scar on her back wasn't something she could see often, so she had forgotten about it. It wasn't until Louis mentioned it that she vaguely remembered.

Amanda pulled the scrunchie from her wrist, tying up her hair while recalling, "I think it was something from elementary school, you fell down a hill while holding Louis, right?"

"Did that happen?" Karina shook her head, her puppy eyes looking at Amanda, hoping she could help her remember.

Amanda directly gave her a light knock on the head, exasperated, "If you don't remember, how could I? Maybe ask Louis, he might remember."

Karina slumped her shoulders, muttering softly.

"Then forget it."

The girls walked arm in arm, in twos and threes, into the swimming pool. Before class started, it was already crowded with boys. On the other side of the pool was the swimming team in special training, with their fair and beautiful bodies, offering a free view of abs without spending a penny.

Karina was doing stretches by the pool.

"D*mn," Amanda exclaimed, her voice full of excitement, "I finally realized what was missing from PE classes recently!"

Besides her exclamation, the screams of the girls around them rose and fell, the swimming pool buzzing with noise. Karina looked around, clueless but eager to see what the commotion was about.

"Louis is missing, you dummy!"

Amanda clicked her tongue and pointed it out to her. Karina followed her finger and looked.

In the second lane of the pool, the boy's athletic figure cut through the water like a taut yet relaxed bow. Each stroke, entry, and exit was filled with strength and hormonal tension.

"Handsome, right?" Amanda raised an eyebrow.

"Handsome," Karina sighed inwardly.

In the blink of an eye, Louis swam a lap. He emerged from the water, his jawline dripping, leaning on the poolside, chatting with Jesse, casually brushing his wet bangs back, effortlessly alluring.

Many girls gathered by the pool, excitedly watching his every move, chattering, hearts racing, but too shy to approach.

"After more than a month, Louis seems to have an even better physique than before. Many girls from the swimming team next door are secretly glancing at him, tsk tsk," Amanda summarized, "The class heartthrob, the pride of the class."

Karina pouted, her voice soft, "He really attracts attention."

As they discussed, not far away, a pretty girl from the swimming team boldly approached Louis. Soon, she showed a disappointed expression, being pulled away by her teammates, her shoulders shaking as if she was about to cry.

Seeing this, Amanda shook her head regretfully, "I still prefer someone mature and gentle. Louis is only good for admiring from afar."

Karina nodded in agreement, "I like that too."

As if finding a common topic, Amanda's eyes lit up. She opened her phone, flipped through her photo album, and pulled out a picture, asking Karina to choose.

"Left or right, which one do you like?"

In the picture, a woman's legs were held by two different hands, one on the left and one on the right, each representing different attributes: on the left, a suit and watch, mature and wealthy; on the right, sweatpants and sneakers, youthful and energetic.

Karina hesitated, "Can't I have both?"

Amanda was surprised, "Wow, I thought you'd choose the left without hesitation, just like me."

Karina explained seriously, "It's not about being fickle, I just hate making choices."

"Then you might like a guy who's been trending on TikTok recently, a high school senior, a sports enthusiast, fans call him 'Daddy with a youthful vibe'," Amanda flipped through her TikTok following list.

"How can a youthful vibe be daddy-like?" Karina didn't even look, her face full of disdain, "At least a college student."

Amanda retorted, "How can a college student be daddy-like? At least someone over fifty."

On the boys' side of the pool.

"D*mn, Ethan, you're lucky..."

The boys' eyes wandered over the girls' swimsuits, landing on Karina. they all clicked their tongues, winked, and some even whistled with ill intentions.

Teenage boys just love to make a fuss.

Ethan signaled his roommates to keep it down, not explaining, seemingly enjoying it as if Karina were already his girlfriend, his smile growing wider, letting them indulge in increasingly bold topics.

"If you get her, remember to give feedback on how it feels."

"We're all adults, be bold, go all the way and give feedback on the experience."

"Then I'll be even bolder, start looking forward to taking over after the breakup, hahaha..."

Splash—

A huge splash.

Ethan was kicked into the pool.

Water splashed everywhere, he flailed in the water, looking disheveled. As soon as he surfaced, someone stepped on his head, pushing him back under until his face turned purple. Only then did the person release their foot.

"Cough, cough... D*mn, who the hell..."

Ethan coughed violently, his mouth and lungs filled with the smell of disinfectant. As he coughed, he shouted in frustration, but when he looked up, he swallowed his curses.

On the shore, Louis looked down at him, his eyes dark, his gaze calm yet sharp.

Ethan couldn't help but shiver.

Louis raised an eyebrow, didn't speak, and no one dared to intervene. He was a model student, with no airs, almost making people forget his arrogant and domineering capital in the school.

Jesse had his arm around Louis's neck, smiling, looking at the others who had already fallen silent, his voice cold.

"You three, jump in yourselves or wait for me to kick you?"

Karina was completely unaware of all this.

During class, she swam a lap, exhausted, and went back to the locker room to play on her phone. Plus, her swimsuit, which she hadn't worn in a while, didn't fit well, especially around the chest, making her n*ppl*s sore and swollen.

By the time the incident spread, photos and videos of Louis kicking Ethan into the pool were already circulating in various small groups. Only the class group was eerily silent, no one daring to ask Louis why he kicked someone.

Some nosy people went to Ethan's dorm to ask what happened, but they all hesitated, unwilling to offend Louis.

It was Amanda who sent the video to Karina.

vivian:[I heard from Jesse that this might have something to do with you.]

Karina:[Me?]

vivian:[Ethan likes you, right? Their dorm said something about you, and Jesse overheard it, so they taught them a lesson.]

Karina:[Oh 0.o]

Karina:[Huh? Ethan likes me?]

vivian:[...]

Amanda sent an "I'm speechless" emoji and then went silent.

There weren't many people in the locker room.

The pale green light from the narrow window fell on the swimsuit, shadows of unknown flowers fluttering outside, making her inexplicably recall those eyes floating among the kapok fluff, light brown, with a candid smile.

Those eyes and Louis's lips merged.

She had been imagining Louis's appearance a lot recently.

Imagining the shape he would make inside her body.

It was as if, for the first time, she had developed an interest in the person himself, which made her both excited and scared. Overemphasizing the differences between one man and another could very well be the beginning of misfortune.

She warned herself not to get too immersed, but her body honestly said.

"The puppy is wet thinking about daddy."

Her eyes darted around, the puppy immediately had a naughty idea, but she had been warned before, so she didn't dare to be too mischievous, but... third time's the charm, and this was only the second time!

...

The swimming class was the last one in the morning.

Jesse had his arm around Louis's shoulder as they came out of the boys' locker room, having booked their usual restaurant on the phone, planning to have lunch outside before returning.

Jesse clicked his tongue, "That Ethan, I've always disliked him. During the month you were in training, that Zhao guy kept bringing oranges for breakfast..."

Louis was playing on his phone, not reacting much, saying lightly, "He is quite an eyesore."

"But directly kicking someone into the water, that doesn't seem like something you'd do."

"Why not?" Louis looked calm, his voice lazy, as if nothing had anything to do with him.

"Is this rage for a childhood friend? Or for a crush?" Jesse was annoyed by his indifferent demeanor, squinting, implying, "I'm afraid it's one-sided love, huh?"

Louis obviously paused, lowering his eyes, impatiently pushing his hand away, "Get lost."

Jesse was used to his bad temper, not getting angry, just about to offer some advice when he noticed Louis staring at his phone screen without blinking, his usually calm face tense.

Just about to lean over and see what he was looking at—

"D*mn! You actually use a privacy screen protector!" Jesse howled, clutching his chest, pretending to be a heartbroken little wife, "Louis, you've changed, you're actually keeping secrets from me now."

As if just snapping out of it, Louis quickly turned off the screen, stuffed his phone into his pocket, looked up, glanced at him, still with that cold and indifferent expression.

"Stop acting crazy, let's go, buy some water."

Coming out of the small store at the school gate, the midday sun was blinding, and the campus path was filled with a dry and hot atmosphere.

Standing under the sun, beads of sweat formed on Louis's forehead, sliding down his temples. His eyes were half-closed, long black lashes casting a small shadow, but the frequency of his blinks decreased significantly.

Closing his eyes, the image appeared before him.

The girl sent him that fatal photo.

In the photo, she spread her legs, the blue one-piece swimsuit squeezing the obvious wet patch in the crotch, twisted like a rope between her fat p*ssy lips, outrageously slutty.

The message was[daddy, I'm wet thinking about you.]

A little female cat in heat on the roadside, pitifully meowing.

Hot, thirsty, restless... The veins on Louis's neck bulged, his Adam's apple bobbed, gulping down the remaining half bottle of water, crushing the empty bottle, clang—throwing it into the roadside trash can, his throat still burning, hotter and hotter.

Between his legs was even more scorching.

Tsk... a little thing begging to be f*ck*d.

...

As soon as it was time to eat, Amanda disappeared. Karina simply got two dishes and a bowl of steamed egg at the cafeteria, sitting alone at a table, eating while playing on her phone, waiting and waiting, finally receiving a reply from daddy.

[Wait for me tonight.]

Concise and to the point.

Karina, itching for trouble, wanted to push her luck.

Today's daddy was unusually accommodating.

Karina bit her spoon, unable to stop herself from giggling. Clearly, the mischievous puppy had learned a little but not enough, not yet realizing the severity of knowingly committing a crime and the consequences of multiple offenses.

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