| Is senior Min Yoongi really gay? |
W. G.
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-Uhā¦ Hi, heroine!
-highā¦
-Hey, you're having a hard time because of that gossip, aren't you? The more it's like this, the more confident you become... Yeah? You know it all dies down with time, right?
Awkward smiles and awkward greetings.
Awkward people.
Awkward professors.
Their selfish curiosity marks the end of the awkward consolation.
-Butā¦ are the rumors true?
What's the point of walking into the classroom with your back straight, trying to look confident? Before you know it, you've been influenced by them, and before you know it, you've become an awkward person, curled up and staring at the floor. It's all because of that damned brat!
I don't know how many times I've said the same thing today. Actually, nooooo!!!
ifā¦
excuse meā¦
You knowā¦
I'm sorry...
Well, you're going to say the same thing anyway, but you start off differently every time.
-Are you really a lesbian?
Name: Dog Class.
Age: I don't know, but it's okay.
Characteristics: As the name suggests, it is a bastard bastard. I want you to be my ex-boyfriend who accused me of being gay the day he was caught going to an illegal business.Ā
Was it a great sin to hope for a casual encounter after seeing only her face in the first place? Dayeon chuckled as Yeo-ju banged on the wall of the quiet hallway, clearly being punished for contributing to a lookist society.
-ć ć ć When did you know I could drive a piece of shit properly?
-What about the dog class?
-He went to fulfill his national defense duty.
-What, how do you know?
I glanced up from where my head was resting against the wall. Dayeon handed me the phone and said something. "Wipe your nose and then speak..."
-Did you get blocked on Instagram too?
Even though I shaved my head, my face was still a statue, you damn punkā¦ Even though it wasnāt love, I couldnāt help but shed tears because I liked him.
-But, there's a senior with a similar reputation to you.
-Huh? Who is it?
-What did he sayā¦ that Minā¦ Minā¦
-yunki min?
-what.
-That senior is popular, isn't he? Because of 'this'.
As he brought his hand up in front of his face and shook it up and down, Dayeon clicked her tongue and looked away.
-You're just naturally... Yeah. Go find that senior.
Band Club
The sounds of electric guitar and drums occasionally leaked out through the tightly closed door. I took a deep breath and immediately tried to say the three-letter name Min Yoongi to the group of male seniors I saw, but no, at the single word āMinā, they pointed to a cornerā¦ Could it be that I was trying to say āMintāā¦ Thank youā¦ Heheā¦ I turned to the man with his hat pulled down low, smiling sheepishly.
Black shirt.
Black hair.
Black pants.
Black guitar.
A man whose skin was so pale that it was almost worrying, with only the color of earth, was playing the guitar with his fingers covered in rings.
-Heyā¦ Seniorā¦
-Sorry, I'm gay-
-i know!
Like some vending machine, I just touched it and it automatically explained my sexual identityā¦ I guess this senior got screwed over like me.
-ā¦
The senior, who hadn't even raised his head once, finally showed his face. He lifted his hat with his long fingers and met my eyes. His triangular eyes were a bit frightening, so I glanced around the room. The seniors from before were nowhere to be found, just the two of us. He's handsome. A cold handsome man, at that. No matter how I looked at it, this must be a confession hall. It seemed like a lot of female classmates had been there to flirtā¦ I swallowed hard and looked again, but the senior's gaze was still fixed on me.
-I know... Ha...
Thinking that she was in the same situation as him, all the strength in her body left her and she collapsed next to Yoon-ki.
No, whether true or false, rumors of being gay are incredibly damaging. Everywhere you go, you get stares, and you get cursed at for things you didn't even do... I'm in the same situation right now.
-Senior, what should I do?
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-Senior, I know this sounds crazy, butā¦ Could you pretend to date me just once?
-Well, I'll decline.
-We're just pretending to date... ?? Senior, please clear up the rumors too...
-I'll decline anyway.
Yoon-gi, who was constantly fidgeting with the earrings in his ears, blurted out unexpected words. The startled female protagonist, fidgeting, followed Yoon-gi. As Yoon-gi leisurely put his things into his bag and started walking away, the female protagonist blocked his path with both arms.
-Whyā¦? No, why?
-Sorry, I'm gay-,
-yes?
-Oh, it's a habit. Ignore it.
I like thisā¦
Is it comfortableā¦?
-You drink this. I didn't put my mouth on it. You... you're sweating a lot.
The female protagonist froze, feeling as if she'd been hit in the head. Then, Yoon-gi, who had poured coffee to the stone in front of him, bent down and examined the statue's face closely. A bewildered and embarrassed expression was a bonus.
-Hereā¦ grab it.
When the 10,007th error window popped up in Yeoju's head, Yoongi had to personally put coffee in her hand. Yoongi, fixing his guitar bag, brushed the back of his head as he passed her, and Yeoju barely regained her senses when he brushed her shoulder lightly.
I didn't get what I wanted, and what the heck is this iced coffee? Looking at the iced Americano in my hand, two thoughts came to mind. Senior Min Yoongi is a jerk, and all good-looking people are gay.
I shook my head at the ridiculous thought that maybe Gaechaban was also gay.
Character introduction
yunki min:
3rd year of college
Department of Computer Engineering
Heroine:
freshman in college
Creative Writing Department
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