"Hey, Min Yeo-joo. Wake up."
...What? No one at school is supposed to bother me.
Besides, I'm not Min Yeo-joo, I'm Woo Jae-hee.
But what is this strange feeling? The unfamiliar air, atmosphere, and...
Even the way he looked at me with disgust.
•••••
If you take a nap during your lunch break,
I got lost in the book I was reading.
Moreover, he's not just a mob character—
As a villain.
01
"...What is this?"
When I sat up from lying face down on my desk, an unfamiliar school view unfolded before me.
And seven men surrounded me.
I don't know who it is, but I don't like the look in their eyes.
"...Hey, what are you guys staring at?"
"teeth?;"
"Is this a new way to get attention? That's bullshit—"
"Shut up. My head hurts."
"Wh...what?"
I cut off Jungkook's words and focused on the memories that were coming to mind.
•••••
Name: Min Yeo-joo
Min Yoongi's younger sister.
I hate Kim Yena.
Age: 17
Height: 168 cm
Weight: 49 kg
The illegitimate child of a world-class company.
(Mother: Seo Hye-rim / Father: Min Hye-jun)
He is constantly being falsely accused and manipulated by Kim Yena, who always plays the victim.
•••••
"Ugh, shit."
The situation was so ridiculous that I couldn't help but curse.
Then Seokjin glared at me sharply.
"...What is it?"
"Hey, can't you just shut up? You've been nagging me for a while now."
Smack—
In an instant, his cheek was flicked to the side.
The other six stared at me with blank expressions.
I burst out laughing.
"...A crazy woman."
Seokjin shook his hand away as if he had touched something dirty.
"You made the first move, didn't you?"
My eyes lit up.
The next moment—
He took out a cutter knife from his pencil case, turned the blade sharp, and forcefully stabbed it between Seokjin's fingers, which were resting on the desk.
Then he quietly rose from his chair and leaned his face close to Seokjin's ear.
"Don't get carried away."
My low whisper was so cold it sent chills down his spine.
Seokjin's face turns paler.
Seeing this, the other six were clearly shaken.
"What? Everyone looks freaked out? Hehe."
"You guys are worthless to me—"
"Min Yeo-joo...!"
"If you understand, then disappear.
And to the guy who hit me on the cheek, get out of here before you lose the use of your fingers."
Despite his smile, he spoke in a cold and heavy tone, and the seven of them immediately returned to their seats.
— except for one person.
Park Jimin.
"Huh? Why aren't you moving?"
「…」
"What is it?"
"You've changed, Min Yeo-joo."
"…teeth?"
"But... I quite like you now."
"…teeth?"
Jimin chuckled at me as I frowned, and went back to his seat.
02
"Ugh... Shit, I need a cigarette."
It's Woo Jae Hee's habit, not Min Yeo Joo's.
Whenever I was feeling bad or so angry that I couldn't control my facial expressions, I would always go up to the roof and smoke a cigarette.
I was feeling terrible because of the seven people from before, so I unconsciously searched my bag and pockets.
Bang—
The square box feels comfortable in your hand.
Without even taking it out, I knew immediately that it was a cigarette, so I got up and headed for the roof.
•••••
Clack...
I tried turning the doorknob several times, but it seemed the rooftop door was locked.
I immediately took out the hairpin that I had put in my hair.
Insert the tip of the hairpin into the keyhole, turn it a few times, and—click.
It opened easily.
As I stepped onto the silent rooftop, I took a cigarette out of my pocket and put it in my mouth.
Click the lighter and light it.
Then he crossed his arms and leaned against the fence.
He holds the cigarette between his fingers and inhales slowly.
"...That's disgusting."
Unlike the sweet flavors that Woo Jae Hee prefers, Min Yeo Joo's cigarettes had a strong bitter taste.
While exhaling, I look at the brand name written on the box in front of me.
Black menthol.
...I don't think we have the same hobbies, Min Yeo-joo.
•••••
After smoking the cigarette to the last drop, he casually dropped it on the ground and stomped it out with his shoe.
Just as I reached for the doorknob to head back in—
Bang!!
The door slammed open.
"...What is it, Min Yeo-joo?"
That face full of disgust looking down at me.
It was Kim Yena.