“Beomgyu, you’re a good kid.”
“Beomgyu, you’re still handsome today.”
After about a week of being ignored and treated as invisible, Kim Yeo-ju remained steadfastly by Choi Beom-gyu's side, never giving up. The kids watching around gave Yeo-ju a thumbs-up and were busy praising her, but the more they did, the more Choi Beom-gyu's face crumpled.
In the end, this time too, Kim Yeo-ju won.
Kim Yeo-ju had secured victory, but she wasn't feeling particularly good. The more victories she achieved, the more her relationship with Beom-gyu deteriorated. But her pride wouldn't allow her to lose.
“Should I just stop...”
Now I feel like I have no pride left.
***
I've liked Beomgyu since the day we first met. Seeing that handsome guy smile brighten my once-dark world. So I decided to like him. But Choi Beomgyu hated me. For a while, I couldn't even figure out why.
“Even I don’t think I would want to bring a dark child into a bright world...”
I thought I'd gotten used to feeling disliked for no reason, so I wouldn't mind, but it still hurt like hell. So I deliberately acted brighter and more cheerful. I thought that would hide my darkness a little. But I guess that wasn't the case. I guess even if you hide your dark side, it shows.
I forced a smile on my face, grabbed my aching wrist, and headed towards Beomgyu's class.