S-Classes Are Obsessed With Me

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The sound of sparrows is noisy from dawn. I woke up with a dry wash. The wind blows through your eyes like a hole in your eyes.

I’m tired of dying

I shoved my hands into my loosely worn sweatpants and headed to the living room. Han Ye-rim, dressed in outdoor clothes, is sleeping on the sofa. They put their heads together once and went out of the house.

I walked down the street in a hanyang outfit. It’s rush hour, so you can see people walking around in neat suits.

Did you mean to come out dressed a little neatly? It looks so white

Hey, I’m going to look good to anyone. just let’s go

I grabbed my slippers and headed to the subway station. You can see the container box. She crossed her arms on the shelf and asked the old lady.

“Boss, are you here in the morning?”

“Even today, there are young people who read newspapers. Find it below.”

A few newspapers were lined up on a small shelf. I flipped through the papers one by one.

“Let’s see, Daejin Ilbo… .”

“Second from the top.”

“Oh, thank you. take care.”

With the newspaper on his side, he headed to a nearby cafe. I ordered a coffee and sat down in a corner. After that, it doesn’t matter. He shook his head and read the newspaper. From the first page to the last page.

I looked at what was discounted in the advertisement section, watched the 4-cut cartoon a couple of times because it was funnier than I thought, and read the reporter’s critique without missing a word.

And after 40 minutes.

I drank a cold Americano and sighed lightly.

thank god.

That reporter, Yoojung didn’t post the article.

Although he received a white flag from the reporter for counter-intimidation, he did not believe what he said.

After returning home yesterday, from the afternoon to dawn, I pressed the refresh button thousands or tens of thousands of times on the Daejin Newspaper website to see if the article was up.

Fortunately, the internet article was quiet, but I was worried that it might have been published in the morning newspaper, so I went to the subway in the morning to buy the newspaper.

But worries were just concerns.

The reporter seems to have understood my sincere warning. Anxiety floats to the bottom of the water like a low tide. Internet articles, newspapers, and my heart are all as calm as the calm sea.

He smiled happily and drank coffee.

The Americano felt as sweet as thirty syrups were applied.

&

The sunlight streaming in through the cracks in the window seeped into my eyes. Han Yoo-jung frowned and stretched. Rubbing her eyes, she checked the alarm clock.

[07:45]

How long has it been since you woke up so early?

Most of the time, it was just the memories that Kim Hyun-woo woke up to.

Han Yoo-jung trimmed her hair and went out the door. It smelled delicious. He walked towards the kitchen as if led by footsteps.

“What happened? You wake up alone at this hour.”

Kim Hyun-woo, who was turning a frying pan in the kitchen, welcomed me warmly. There was a condescending look on his face.

“No, I just went to bed early because I was tired yesterday.”

Han Yoo-jung sat down on the chair, overcoming the embarrassed gaze. The side dishes were quickly brought to the table.

Half-cooked fried egg, browned octopus sausage, and seaweed soup with plenty of beef.

These are all Han Yoo-jung’s favorite things.

Kim Hyun-woo sat across from him. Han Yoo-jung asked.

“Who is your aunt?”

“I knocked, but there was no answer.”

Most of the breakfast was solved by Kim Hyeon-woo and Han Yu-jeong.

This was the reason why the diet was tailored to Han Yoo-jung.

In the quiet atmosphere, only the dishes were rattling loudly. Han Yoo-jung, who was drinking water, suddenly looked at Kim Hyun-woo.

“… ?”

I can’t concentrate on what’s going on, I just keep checking my watch. Han Yoo-jung thought while muttering the octopus sausage.

What are you going to do?

“mister.”

“yes?”

“You promised something before.”

“What promise?”

Han Yoo-jung furrowed her eyebrows. Kim Hyun-woo looked into her eyes and smiled awkwardly.

“Ah, that.”

“That, what?”

“It’s there, that!”

“Did you forget again?”

The skill to grasp the hidden emotions in Han Yoo-jung’s blunt face.

Among Han Yoo-jung’s acquaintances, it was the only special skill that only Kim Hyun-woo possessed.

That’s pretty uncomfortable to plant right now.

He desperately rolled his brain.

Soon the optimal answer came out.

“You mean you decided to buy me some dessert. I remember everything.”

“… … That’s not it.”

“no… ?”

Kim Hyun-woo’s smile froze. he asked, rubbing his face.

“I’m sorry, it was so sudden, I can’t remember. What was your promise?”

“It’s a game.”

“yes?”

“You promised to play games together.”

From the time of the department store to the Hunter qualification exam, I have already broken my promise twice.

Han Yoo-jung said sternly.

“Can you tell me about that game today?”

“ah.”

Kim Hyun-woo was in trouble.

“I have something to do today.”

“What is it?”

“Um, sorry. It’s a bit harsh to say It’s personal.”

Han Yoo-jung’s chopsticks stood still at Kim Hyun-woo’s tone that seemed to draw a line.

Han Yoo-jeong, who was licking her lips, barely spoke.

“… … I know.”

“yes.”

The chopsticks moved quietly again.

* * *

While eating, Han Yoo-jung’s face didn’t look very good.

It feels like a thorn is being stabbed in the heart.

I said to Han Yu-jeong, who was cleaning the dishes.

“Yoojung, you worked hard yesterday, but go and rest. I will do the dishes.”

“That’s Okay. I will do it.”

voice is cold

It’s not just about breaking promises.

If that’s the case, it’s because I was ranting about a word or two, and then it was resolved.

Parents, older brothers, or uncles with only a small age difference.

It seems that Han Yoo-jung usually looks at me like that.

But then I cut it off and said it was ‘personal’… … .

It’s upsetting and deplorable. Because you drew the line as someone else. It can seriously hurt your young heart.

I’ll talk a little bit better.

I regret it a lot.

However, this was really unavoidable.

I didn’t want anyone, especially Han Yoo-jung, to find out what to do from now on.

After a while, we decided to calmly settle the misunderstanding, and I went back to my room.

Then he sat down at his desk and opened the magazine.

I was able to quickly find what I was looking for.

[‘Second Lee Ji-ah’ Han Yoo-jung, the secret to high score?]

Han Yoo-jung, wearing a school uniform, is smiling brightly and posing.

How hard was it to make you smile like that? He told me dozens of funny stories, and to no avail, I pulled both cheeks.

This is truly the power of capturing the moment.

A momentary miracle.

I took the scissors and carefully cut out Han Yu-jeong’s article. I put the photo in the album and smiled happily.

This is Han Yoo-jung’s first article.

In the future, this album will be filled with many things.

I just hope the last chapter is full of good articles.

Clink!

Suddenly, there was the sound of a bowl being broken from the living room.

Han Yoo-jung must be washing the dishes.

I put the album together and went out.

“Yoo-jung?”

No answer.

what? What happened? footsteps accelerated

And I found Yoo-jeong Han standing in front of the sink.

“What are you doing there?”

My shoulders shrug in amazement.

“Hey, I was just thinking!”

“What?”

I asked absurdly.

“What do you do while washing the dishes? Didn’t you cut your hand?”

As she approaches, Han Yoo-jeong desperately waves her hand.

“mister!”

“yes?”

“What are you doing? Can’t you just tell me there?”

“After the sound of the bowl being broken. I came here because I was worried.”

“It’s okay, it’s okay! look at this!”

Then he swings his limbs, stiff and questionable, like a wooden doll that hasn’t been greased.

He opened his eyes and looked closely.

The ears that stick out through the hair are ripe and red.

“Do you have a fever?”

“no!”

“Your ears are red. Look at your face for a second.”

“it’s okay!”

“No, what is it?”

“Don’t come! Take the heat!”

“Are you really catching a cold?”

“Oh, no! I’m fine!”

He grabbed Han Yoo-jung’s arm, who was about to pull her back.

In an instant, Han Yoo-jung’s head turned quickly, and her eyes met with trembling eyes.

His anxiously shaky eyes and reddish cheeks look like someone caught peeking around naked.

Han Yoo-jeong said, avoiding her gaze.

“Ah, uncle.”

“yes?”

“Hey, you’re a teenager. I.”

“What?”

How do you say that with your own mouth?

“I’m just sorry for being grumpy for nothing.”

I think it was a little while ago.

Embarrassed by Han Yoo-jung’s interrogation, I cut it off.

“The sad thing I said earlier… … .”

“It’s okay if you don’t tell me! I know!”

Han Yoo-jung makes excuses for gibberish with a face that looks like it will explode anytime soon.

“I don’t feel sorry for you at all. It used to be, but not now.”

“What do you mean?”

“I, I don’t know either. What are you talking about?”

Conversation goes round and round without being connected.

Still, he seemed to know that Han Yoo-jung’s anger had subsided. I remembered the albums and magazines I had hidden in the room.

Just wait a little bit and try again late in the morning. It’s not about running away. Because I bought a magazine.

It was serious. It has been delayed for almost a month on the excuse of being busy. Because I told you not to worry about it again. I would have been very upset as well.

I have to keep my promise today.

“Yoojung-ah, it’s a game.”

“yes.”

“If there is something I have to see earlier, I will do it later. If it’s okay… … .”

Han Yoo-jung closes her eyes tightly and shouts.

“no!!”

“What?”

“it’s okay! Oh, I feel like playing alone today. Do what you used to do!”

“Are you going to play a game together?”

“I told you! puberty! Suddenly I changed my mind.”

Han Yoo-jung is in a hurry to wash the dishes. I was dumbfounded and looked at me with my arms crossed.

Clink! Clink!

Han Yoo-jeong, who ate two more cups, wiped the water from her hands on her clothes and left as if running away.

He scratched his head and looked at the dishes.

The dishwashing liquid was still there.

Yeah, it seemed like it would be from the moment I did it in a hurry.

As I roll up my sleeves and turn on the water, I hear Han Yoo-jeong’s voice behind me.

“mister.”

“You haven’t gone yet?”

“yes. I have something to ask you.”

Maybe he was hiding behind a wall, only his hair was sticking out by the door. It feels like I’m just feeling shy when I’m shaking gently.

“You know what you just did in your room.”

“yes.”

“Is this a hobby?”

“Um, no. Not that.”

He said while washing the dishes.

“I just do it because I like it. It’s what your heart tells you.”

“It’s a hobby.”

“is it?”

I heard you are right

“Have you been doing this for a long time?”

“No, for the first time today… .”

Why am I being obedient to answering this?

When I talk to him, my mind is relaxed without realizing it.

She raised her vigilance and shut her mouth.

Then Han Yu-jeong, who had been waiting for an answer for a long time, spoke up.

“Uncle, you know… .”

“yes.”

“I’m not really mad.”

“You told me before.”

“Just, yes.”

The humming voice faded away.

* * *

I got dressed and went into the cafe.

Reporter Cho, who was sitting in the corner, raised his hand.

“ah! Mr. Hyunwoo! here.”

sat down on the chair and asked.

“Are you talking on the phone, what did you call me for?”

“I have a present. Giving and receiving the real thing is also a good thing.”

“A gift?”

“Yes, it is a wonderful gift. I was itching how much I wanted to surprise you.”

Reporter Joe smiles sullenly.

– Do what you’re worried about. What kind of guild are we? I’ve already made the board. All you have to do is feed them money, so you just take what they give you.

“I watched the black box video a few times, but it doesn’t seem like I’ve even paid for it yet. So what’s wrong with that? I grabbed the camera and chased after him. It means that you will hand over the money until the second test.”

“yes?”

Wait, this gentleman has a present for you… … .

“Did you get any clues?”

“yes.”

right!

Reporter Cho pulled out a photo from the briefcase.

The manager of the Taesan Guild was handing money to someone.

He asked, pointing to an unfamiliar face.

“What are you doing?”

“Haha, who are you?”

Reporter Cho explains while drinking coffee.

“Do you know how to run a random number system when forming a team in the second test?”

“Like a self-defense arrangement?”

“Yes, what is this, they say it is random, it is random. How do those of us who only see the result know if it is fixed or not? Did you enter a number in advance, or did it go back to the system? After all, no one knows except the manager.”

Reporter Cho revealed the man’s identity.

“I am a member of the system engineer team on the association side. It’s a money-back window.”

“So, that means… … .”

“Congratulations. Hyunwoo.”

Reporter Joe laughed.

“You have a nuclear bomb.”