Do Not Feed Recklessly - Chapter 6. Part 3

As the cold milk touched his tongue, Ethan finally felt some relief, grateful for her kindness.

Ethan couldn’t help but admire Jia a little more at that moment. Despite the spice, he could feel a warm sense of camaraderie growing between them.

“Thank you, Jia,” he said, wiping his eyes.

She smiled back at him, her laughter still echoing in the air.

“See? I told you it wasn’t that bad!”

Ethan laughed, feeling lighter.

“Yeah, yeah. Maybe I’ll be ready for it next time.”

“Or maybe you’ll learn to eat better!” Jia teased, nudging him playfully.

As they continued to tease each other, the earlier tension between them began to fade, replaced by a budding friendship.

Although Ethan felt his cheeks blush, he put it down to the spiciness of the food.

* * *

Eventually, Jia settled into her new school and neighborhood and was able to talk to Ethan without any awkwardness. But it wasn’t all smooth sailing.

As the school year went on, Jia started hanging out more with the other girls, while Ethan spent his time with the boys in his class.

Their days settled into a routine, with their paths rarely crossing or leading to any significant interaction.

But no matter what, their paths always seemed to cross when they returned home. It was unavoidable.

The small windows of their rooms faced each other and, unless they closed the blinds, they could easily catch a glimpse of each other’s rooms.

That evening, Ethan had forgotten to close his window, which he usually did out of habit. As he went to the window to pull down the blinds, he glanced over at Jia’s room, which was also wide open.

“What? Did she forget to close hers too?”

Just then, Jia entered her room. Ethan had almost made up his mind to tell her but suddenly Jia slipped out of her tight short-sleeved t-shirt and unhooked her bra. In an instant, her full fleshy br*asts bounced up and down in front of Ethan’s eyes.

“Crazy.”

Startled, Ethan quickly covered his mouth and ducked under the window to hide.

He’d seen what a woman’s br*asts looked like in the racy magazines he’d been sneaking around with, but he’d never seen them in person. 

‘Why am I hiding?’ he thought. ‘I haven’t done anything wrong…’

Ethan’s face flushed bright red as he crouched by the window, feeling like he had been there for ages.

 The heat crept up to his ears, and his heart raced wildly. The brief glimpse he had caught just moments ago replayed in his mind, refusing to fade away.

After that, every time he looked at Jia’s face, he couldn’t stop thinking about her br*asts, and he couldn’t get his mind off of them. He couldn’t get over the sight of her round br*asts as her bra came undone.

“Hey, hey! Why do you always act so clueless?” Jia snapped.

“You’re stupid”

“What? Why are you picking a fight this early? Are you crazy?”

Ethan shot back, his patience already wearing thin.

“I’m just saying you’re being stupid! It’s because you—”

“What, you idiot? If you’re going to ramble on like that, just go away.”

Ethan interrupted, his frustration spilling over.

He had no valid reason to lash out at her, but the image of her from the other day kept replaying in his mind, causing him to stumble over his words and only increasing his irritation.

The n*pples standing straight up in the middle of her smooth, plump br*asts.

Even though he had only seen them from a distance through the window, his mind kept adding layers to the memory, leading him to strange and embarrassing thoughts.

‘Ugh, this is driving me crazy…’

Just when Ethan thought he could finally shake off his thoughts of Jia, he overheard her name at school.

“By the way, Jia? Is she Chinese?”

“No, I heard she was Korean. What was her surname again? Yu?”

“Yu? That’s her surname?”

“That’s strange. Is that even a surname?”

It was a group of boys who seemed to have nothing in common with Jia.

As Ethan walked by, he caught the mention of her name and instinctively stopped to listen to their conversation.

“Dude, Asian girls have such small p*ssies.”

“Seriously?”

“They’re so f*cking small, so of course they have small p*ssies.”

“What do they do with their small p*ssies? Do they wax them? They have f*cking black hair.

“Wow, f*ck yeah, that’s a legend.”

“Dude, I’ve tried it with other Asians and I’ve taken pictures of their p*ssy.”

“I want to see the hairy p*ssy too.”

“You’re a f*cking c*nt, you d*ckhead. How the f*ck do you sleep with Ching Ching Chong?”

Ethan had only listened because he had heard Jia’s name, but the crude conversation that followed turned his expression into one of disgust.

“F*ck, can Jia handle mine?”

Ethan reacted instinctively, his body moving before he could fully think it through.

“Sorry, Jia’s been playing with me since we were kids and she has high standards. You don’t stand a chance.”

“What? Are you out of your mind…?”

By the time he realized what was happening, he had already been called into the teacher’s office.

***

Unaware of the full story, Jia simply teased him for being a troublemaker. Feeling wronged but unwilling to reveal the messy details of the conversation, Ethan chose to stay silent.

“I knew this would happen. You’ve been bothering me since we were kids.”

“What? When have I ever…?”

“Even then I knew you were destined to be a troublemaker.”

“Come on, that’s not true.”

“Saying it’s not true after you’ve hit someone doesn’t exactly make it believable, you know?”

Jia bounced playfully, teasing Ethan.

As the years passed, the difference in height between them became more obvious. Even when Jia stood on her tiptoes, she could barely reach Ethan’s chin. But that didn’t stop her from giggling and teasing him as usual.

“Oh, you’re such a tiny little brat…”

“Where else would you find such a cute little brat like me?”