Taehyung appeared like a comet last year, making his name on the Hwayang University student roster. I'd heard he'd transferred from a university across the Pacific, but the rumors about his appearance, dwarfing the topic of being an international student, were overwhelmingly swirling around campus. "Have you seen that transfer guy? He's really handsome." Classmates in the same department were stunned by the unexpected appearance of a unicorn, and other departments were no exception. Despite his cold and prickly appearance, he had a friendly personality that made him a friend without any regard for others. Even when they heard he didn't have a girlfriend, everyone, regardless of their own self-respect, was eager to talk to Taehyung. His nicknames at the time were "Management" and "Heartbreaker."
It's a little better now, though. Ji Yeo-ju is so attached to Kim Tae-hyung that it's embarrassing to put anyone else between them. It's still unknown whether they're attached or if they were made to be, but that's how it is. Ever since the two of them started hanging out together, Tae-hyung's attitude has changed, however slightly. The female junior I had a crush on said, "It feels like a wall that wasn't there before has been built up. It feels like it's twice as hard to approach him." When they first transferred, they seemed so awkward that you might think we were meeting for the first time, but after about two months, there were so many accounts of them eating alone together or going somewhere together that their classmates thought they were starting a relationship.
"What time is your class?"
"I have no class today."
"what?"
"I told you. I just came out to see Jiyeoju's face."
They say they're friends, but I can't believe that at all.
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"......"
Taehyung immediately replied, then leaned back on the living room sofa, practically lying down. Slurp. The weight shifted to his legs, causing his body to slide endlessly. Lately, he hadn't paid much attention to his hair, and his bangs were long enough to obscure his eyes. Taehyung spread his hand wide above the sparse light in his field of vision. Apparently, Jiyeoju's recent distancing from him wasn't just a feeling. It wouldn't matter if she was overtly uncomfortable, but for her to act the same as before while secretly trying to link Taehyung to someone else... it was driving him crazy. Sooyeon? I'm sorry, but I didn't even know she existed. And I don't want to know. Kim Taehyung frowned faintly, carefully fiddling with the mini cushion next to him as he wished the only human relationships in the world were between him and Jiyeoju. "Oh, is this a little gloomy?"
But there was no other way than self-reproach. Most of the cause was mine, so blaming anyone in this situation would be ridiculous. Well... Now. I lift my gaze from my blank stare into space and let out a sigh. I know I shouldn't show it, but when I'm feeling down after a day that's been too much for me, I tend to get greedy. I glance at the blank screen. Less than thirty minutes have passed since the conversation ended, but it already feels like hours have passed. The time she's been away has been particularly long. Now that I'm confessing, Kim Taehyung likes Ji Yeo-ju. Despite all that, the reason he can't shake off the stigma of being her friend is simple.
Because Kim Taehyung, Ji Yeo-ju.
"What was in the locker?"
"······."
“I thought it was trash so I threw it away, what should I do?”
Because you can't like it.