“Beomgyu, you like this, so eat it!”
“Beomgyu, I bought this because I thought of you!”
“Beomgyu, this • • •”
It wouldn't be out of place to call it a battle of spear and shield, but Kim Yeo-ju consistently showed Choi Beom-gyu kindness, while Choi Beom-gyu ignored her advances. Despite this, Kim Yeo-ju not only came to Choi Beom-gyu's class every break to stamp attendance, but also smiled at him as if she hadn't remembered anything from the morning.
“Talk to me for a minute.”
“Wow, Beomgyu spoke to me first..!”
“Stop fooling around and come with me.”
I swallowed hard and followed Beomgyu, who was speaking in a rather contrived manner, as if setting the mood. The place I arrived at after him was a set of stairs in a corner, where children rarely passed by.
“What do you have to say? Are you... trying to confess something...? Wait, I'm not ready yet.”
“Should I do it in moderation? Are you doing it on purpose?”
"What are you talking about?"
"I'll be blunt. I hate you. There's no reason, but just seeing you makes me irritated."
"Why are you telling me this? Are you trying to hurt me? If so, you're mistaken. Even if you act harshly, I'll still approach you. I really like you."
“I just said I hate you, but this whole situation makes me hate you even more.”
Beomgyu's face, which had been gradually hardening, hardened completely and left. Left alone, Yeoju's face also stiffened for a moment, but even that only briefly regained its former form, and she quickly smiled before returning to her class as if nothing had happened.
“I guess I’ll have to go see it again during my next break.”