"Hey, do you know Seo Yeo-ju?"
"Yeah, no... I don't know..."
"Ha... Okay, go."
This guy, who had been standing in the first-year hallway since morning, asking first-year students passing by if they knew Seo Yeo-ju, was Park Jimin. Since that day, the image of Seo Yeo-ju had been on his mind, so he had finally come down to find her himself.
"Ah, shit... If you don't know anything, then what did I see?"
"Yeah, Jimin, that's why you're an idiot. Can you please just shut up and go back to the second floor? I'm about to jump out of my skin."
Jimin, whose blue hair contrasts with Jimin's pink hair, asks Jimin, gritting his teeth as he mutters.
"I'm sorry. Find Seo Yeo-ju."
"I've never even seen him, how the hell am I supposed to find him?"
"Just find a pretty girl."
Kim Taehyung chuckled at Jimin's shameless words and thought to himself that he would kill Park Jimin someday. Who on earth was that 'Seo Yeoju' that he came all the way to the first year level without even coming to his senses... Taehyung thought that Park Jimin's quirks were really serious.
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๐.ย Such a Savage
While Park Ji-min was struggling to find Seo Yeo-ju, our main character, Seo Yeo-ju, was walking to school peacefully and chatting with her friends.
"Hey, did something really annoying happen to you while you were working yesterday?"
"Oh, what is it this time? An 80-year-old man asks for my number?"
โNo, not that much. Some punk kept asking me for cigarettes and asking if I knew who he was.โ
"Oh, are you handsome?"
"Yeah, handsome, no, listen to me!!"
"Soring. Keep going."
"She dyed her hair completely pink and went to Hwayang High School, and asked if I didn't know her... and then suddenly she asked me why I was pretty..."
"Pink...? Hwayang...?"
Yeoju looked at her friend, who was standing tall in the bustling hallway after hearing her words, as if asking why. Her friend simply stood there blankly, a serious expression on his face. Then, looking back at Yeoju, he spoke.
"By any chance..., you're a pair of idiots, but your eyes are a bit big..?"
"Oh, how did you know??"
"N, you...!! By any chance, Park Jimin.."
"Oh, that guy!"
Following the tips of the heroine's fingers, who confidently pointed at someone, a strawberry-like head appeared. The heroine's friend simply closed her eyes tightly. "That" senior, Park Jimin. Even if I didn't know about school rumors, I never thought I wouldn't know about that senior.
"Uh, why...?"
He asked, flustered, as his friend, who was clenching her fists and closing her eyes tightly, stood there. Seeing her gaze waver, the friend sighed and grabbed her shoulder, about to tell her about Park Jimin.
"Seo Yeo-ju?"
"...yes?"
"I found it."
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"M, what are you looking for...?"
"...Pretty?"
"Oh, fuck. I don't need you anymore. Go."
Jimin, who was walking quickly with his long legs after seeing Yeoju, ruthlessly chased away Taehyung who was chasing him and stood in front of Yeoju.
"Do you remember me?"
"N, yes... Yesterday, at the convenience store... no, it's a customer."
Jimin chuckled at the stern expression on the female protagonist's face and handed her a black phone.
"Can I have your number?"
"to?"
"Give me your number."
"You don't like it...?"
Asking for her number confidently was a complete failure. Jimin, who had imagined her shyly saying "yes" and then punching in her number, was deeply shocked. Meanwhile, Seo Yeo-ju was staring at Jimin with wide, questioning eyes.
"S, you don't like it?"
"no, I do not want."
Jimin, who was frozen in place by the heroine's words that hammered nails into his fluttering heart, licked his lips with his tongue and spoke.
"Uh, why.. s, do you hate it?"
He asks the female protagonist, his mouth corners raised with a forced stammer, seemingly oblivious to the female protagonist's friend, who stands beside him with her mouth open in shock.
Although it is understandable to be flustered, Seo Yeo-ju boldly holds up three fingers and speaks to Jimin.
"first!
I hate people who don't even wear their school uniforms properly."
"Second, my hair is too pink and it's burdensome."
"and...."
โItโs really burdensome to do this when there are other kids around.โ
Three of the heroine's fingers bent again, and Jimin, deeply shocked by her words, simply lowered his head. Jimin let out a laugh and raised his head again to speak to the heroine.
"Is there anything you don't like? Tell me now."
Only then did Seo Yeo-ju, who glanced at Jimin's expression and cleared her throat, whispered quietly so that no one else could hear.
"D, smoking too,,"
At the heroine's wordsokay. Jimin, who had answered with a stern face, turned around and left the first-year floor. Finally, Seo Yeo-ju let out the breath she'd been holding for a moment, quickly ignoring the stares around her, and dashed into the classroom. She assumed Park Jimin had naturally given up...
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however...
"hi?"
"Wh,what..?"
"How is it, do you like it?"
...what is this?