W. Malrang
"Hey, look at that supporter's strength..."
I was starting to get annoyed by that girl who kept aiming at me and deliberately trying to hit me in the face. I used to just slowly dodge the balls, but when she threw them, I caught her and slammed her.
I quickly swung the ball and it hit his leg. Did I lose control? He collapsed to the ground. He was glaring at me, hissing, but there was nothing I could do.
"What are you looking at, you're out"
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"Taehyun, do you have time after school?"
"I'm going to school"
"..You don't go to school."
"I'm going to start going today"
Kang Tae-hyun's response, overheard from the sidelines, was a sight to behold. If you're going to lie, make it sound plausible. "You're saying you go to a cram school you don't even go to? Are you trash?" I muttered to myself, and Kang Tae-hyun chuckled, as if he'd heard my thoughts.
“You didn’t forget that we agreed to go to the academy together after school, right??”
"...me?"
"Who else but you, heroine?"
"I'm sorry, but I,"
"Yeah, math and English are so hard, I understand that too."
No, over there...
Yumin Yoo, standing in front of me, slowly hardened her expression. Despite noticing, Kang Taehyun clung to me the entire time, not even sparing Jimin a glance.
As soon as the bell rang, I stood up with my bag in my hands. Yumin also returned to her seat without saying a word. As I was walking down the hallway, Huening glanced at me from the side. "What's that girl? She was no joke when I saw her in gym class earlier."
"I don't really think about it. She just seems like a girl with a strong competitive spirit."
"He doesn't seem like a bad kid."
"What? Then why are you selling out an academy you don't even go to, let alone answering my questions?"
"It's annoying"
In the end, Kang Taehyun's firm answer left Huening and I dumbfounded. Clicking our tongues, we checked our phones as they vibrated, and there was a KakaoTalk message from Oppa.
[I'll go to your class, wait]
"..Hey guys! I'm going to class for a bit, so go home first."
"Hey, don't run or you'll fall!"
"Eung-Hyun-ah, go first!"
Despite being warned not to run, I ran anyway. I regretted rushing out of the classroom as soon as the bell rang. The thought of going home with my brother made my heart race again.
The moment I opened the door, I held my breath in an inexplicable sense of tension.
"!..."
The blackboard was filled with the words 'Han Yeo-ju, you slut' written in red chalk.
It was Beomgyu oppa who was glaring fiercely at Yu Ji-min, the main character of the handwriting, while pulling her by the collar with all his might.