17ㅣInterference
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“Why did you call me?”
“Are you… dating Jimin?”
“Ah… yes.”
“How long have you been dating?”
“It wasn’t that great, I think… it’s been about three days.”
“Break up.”
"yes?"
“It’s an important time for you both right now, and you shouldn’t be cheating on me right now.”
“What are you talking about now?”
“Do you know Han Ye-na from the third grade?”
“Ah… yes, I know.”
“But why that senior?”
“Yena and Jimin were dating, but Jimin seduced you after you transferred schools.”
"… yes?"
“So, I found out you two were cheating and Yena said something nice to me, but you said something to her… like swearing at her?”
“And, Park Jimin, he has no manners, so I think it would be better to just break up quickly.”
“You have to study now, Ayoung. It’s a really important time right now.”
“… That senior said that?”
“You don’t need to know that, I’m just saying this because I’m worried.”
“Don’t believe what that senior said.”
“And Jimin, please don’t judge me arbitrarily. Jimin and I are getting along well, so please don’t meddle.”
“Let me just say one more thing… It’s not me that Jimin is flirting with, it’s that senior. Jimin isn’t even interested in that senior.”
“…Can you say this to your teacher?”
“Aren’t you worried about your grades? I’ll even write your resume for you.”
“It’s my grade… You can ruin it.”
“Even if I don’t go to college or get a job, I’ll eat well and live well.”
After finishing her conversation with the teacher, Ayoung immediately ran down to the third-grade classroom. She saw seniors for the first time, and the scenery was both familiar and unfamiliar, but Ayoung remained unfamiliar and began searching for Yena.
“Senior Han Ye-na!!”
“Oh my, who is this?”
“Why did you come all the way here, Ayoung?”
“You said something strange to the teacher, wasn’t that your doing?”
“…What did you just say?”
“You heard me right, say it again?”
“No matter how angry you are… you must be polite, Ayoung.”
“Isn’t it rude to start with, to make up bad stories about me and lie to me?”
“If there is such a thing as common sense, you shouldn’t talk to me like that.”
“Why are you so angry, Ayoung?”
“You call that talking now?”
“You don’t deserve to be called a senior. You have to act like a senior to be called a senior.”
“All the third-year students are looking at me right now. Are you going to stay here like this forever?”
“Why, are you being rude?”
“Well, if you do something like that and it doesn’t sell, you’re not human.”
“Is that something you should say to your senior right now?”
“I told you before, you have to act like a senior to be treated like one.”
“If a senior behaves worse than a junior, then he is not a senior.”
“… I’m going crazy, really.”
Yena lowered her head, then brushed her hair back and looked up. Tears were streaming down her cheeks. Ayoung was momentarily taken aback by Yena's appearance, but more than embarrassment, she felt a sense of injustice.
“Are you… crying now?”
“I’m the one who wants to cry. I was suddenly dragged to the principal’s office without knowing anything and was scolded for things I didn’t know.”
“It’s all… because of you.”
“Hey, she’s crying.”
“… Why are you interfering, senior? Who are you?”
“Talking informally to my seniors, making them cry… The more I look at it, I realize it’s not going to work.”
“Is that the right thing to do to your senior right now?”
“I think I’ve said this countless times: If you act like a senior, you’ll be treated like one.”
“…Stop it, Ga-eun.”
“Anyway, even Yena is still a senior…!”
“Stop it, Min Ga-eun!!”
“…”
“Huh, this isn’t even fun.”
With those words, Ah-young returned to the second-year floor, where Yena collapsed and cried. Ga-eun stared blankly for a moment before comforting Yena, who had collapsed. She then angrily asked the other third-years if they were watching.
“Did you talk to your teacher for a long time?”
“No, not for very long.”
“But why are you so late? I wanted to see you.”
“Just… something came up.”
"okay?"
“Yeah, I’m a little tired…”
“Lie down for a bit. Class starts in 5 minutes, so rest for at least 5 minutes.”
“Thank you, teacher, wake me up when you get home.”
Ah-young closed her eyes for a moment after telling Jimin to wake her up. Exhausted from her problems with Yena, Ah-young quickly fell asleep and didn't wake up until the teacher came in. While Ah-young was sleeping, the teacher came in, and Jimin gently woke her up.
“Okay, class begins.”
“Ayoung, wake up…”
“… Hmm.”
“Yoon Ah-young, what are you doing now?”