"Beomgyu, do you want to eat this?"
"I have no appetite."
"So, what about this?"
"I don't like it."
Today, Choi Beomgyu refused all of Kim Yeo-joo's presents.
If you were seeing this for the first time, you might think that Beomgyu is extremely shy.
However, if you ask his classmates who went to the same school, they will all say the same thing.
Someone who isn't shy, is considerate, and doesn't know how to say no.
All of these positive adjectives apply to Choi Beomgyu.
"Shall we go back to class now?"
"Ugh, I don't want to go back. Not being able to see Beomgyu's face for 50 minutes has already made my eyes water..."
"Not me. Only you."
"That's also a cool charm..."
"Beomgyu, could you explain this to me? Oh, maybe I interrupted you? I'll come back later, sorry..."
"Not a damn thing to interrupt. What problem?"
Just a moment ago, the atmosphere was cold and tense, like walking on ice.
Seeing Beomgyu's face instantly change into a smile, it was Yeoju who froze up.
Still, he forced a smile so Beomgyu wouldn't notice, causing his mouth to tremble slightly.
Soon the clock struck the exact moment, as if it had been waiting for that moment.
The sound of a bell rang throughout the school building.
After the bell rang, Beomgyu finally took his eyes off the test paper on his desk.
I stared at the seat in front of me, which had been filled with warmth just a moment ago,
I quickly looked away.