Koo always loved going over to Mimi’s house. Most people thought it was because she and Mimi had been best friends since high school, practically inseparable. But the truth was something she would never admit out loud—Koo wasn’t coming over just for Mimi. She came because of Mimi’s father, Kim Taehyung.

At twenty years old, Koo was already a head-turner. White porcelain skin, naturally pink pouty lips, her figure generous in all the right places. Big, heavy boobs that strained against every crop top she owned, an ass that filled out her tiny skirts, and legs she liked to show off with strappy heels. She knew she looked like sin—and she dressed that way on purpose, especially when she knew she was going to Mimi’s house.

Today was no different. Koo arrived in a tiny denim skirt that barely covered her thighs and a sheer white tank top with no bra. The outline of her nipples pressed through the thin fabric, and every step made her ass jiggle underneath the skirt. She smirked to herself, imagining what Taehyung would think if he caught even a glimpse.

“Babe!” Mimi squealed, pulling Koo into a hug the moment she walked inside. Mimi was just as slutty as her friend—her short shorts rode so high they showed the crease of her ass cheeks, and her tube top hugged her perky tits. The girls always hyped each other up, whispering the dirtiest comments about men they saw around town, about professors, strangers at cafés, even delivery boys.

They collapsed onto Mimi’s bed, both scrolling on their phones and gossiping.

“Did you see that new trainer at the gym?” Mimi giggled, biting her lip. “God, I wanted him to bend me over the treadmill. Those arms, Koo—”

Koo laughed, tossing her hair back. “Oh my god, yes. I swear, I’d let him use me as a dumbbell. Imagine him just picking me up and—” she made a thrusting motion with her hips, and they both burst out laughing.

They were shameless, both of them. And Mimi never noticed that sometimes, when Koo laughed too hard, her eyes flicked toward the door. She was always hoping Taehyung might walk by, hear them, look at her.

Because Taehyung was different. He wasn’t just another man to lust after for a laugh. He was tall, broad-shouldered, and so devastatingly handsome for his age. Rich, confident, always dressed in expensive shirts that fit snug around his chest. Whenever Koo saw him in the house, she felt her body tighten with a heat she couldn’t control.

“Koo, stop staring at the door,” Mimi teased suddenly, tossing a pillow at her. “What, you waiting for my dad to come in or something?”

Koo froze for a split second, her cheeks warming. “Shut up,” she said quickly, forcing a laugh. “I wasn’t!”

Mimi grinned mischievously. “Relax, I’m joking. But honestly—if my dad wasn’t my dad, I’d probably climb him like a tree. You know he’s hot, right?”

Koo swallowed hard, her pussy clenching at the thought. She forced herself to roll her eyes. “Yeah, your dad’s… good looking. For, you know, an old man.”

“Please,” Mimi scoffed. “Half my classmates used to drool over him when he came to pick me up from school. You should’ve seen the way girls stared. Don’t act like you don’t notice.”

Koo just smirked, her tongue darting across her lips. She couldn’t deny it—she noticed every little thing. The way Taehyung’s voice dropped when he spoke. The way his hands looked when he adjusted his watch or loosened his tie. And the thought of him watching her prance around the house in her skimpy outfits made her thighs rub together with want.

The sound of footsteps in the hall made both girls glance up. Taehyung’s deep voice carried into the room.

“Mimi, Koo—keep it down, alright? I’m on a call.”

Koo’s heart jumped. She bit her lip as she caught just a glimpse of him through the crack in the door—his tall frame, his shirt sleeves rolled up to reveal strong forearms. She shifted on the bed, crossing her legs, feeling her panties dampen instantly.

Mimi, meanwhile, rolled her eyes. “Yes, Dad!” she called back, then leaned toward Koo and whispered with a naughty grin, “Ugh, see what I mean? Even when he’s mad, he sounds so hot.”

Koo laughed, but inside she was burning. Mimi had no idea how much her best friend agreed. And no idea that every time Koo came over, she dressed like a slut just for Taehyung’s eyes.

One day, she thought to herself, he’s going to notice me. Really notice me.

And when that day comes, she’s not going to hold back.