Choi Beomgyu felt that Kim Yeo-joo was an obstacle that would destroy the trust that he had worked so hard to build up. That's why he often ended up being sharp with his words towards Kim Yeo-joo, and he was often asked awkward questions by other people.
"Beomgyu, do you hate Yeoju?"
"Does it look like that?"
"Yeah, it shows on your face. Every time I look at Yeoju, her brows are really close together."
"……That's right"
“Do you know that there are rumors going around the school right now? You have a really good reputation. So everyone is making a fuss, asking, ‘Who is that stormy transfer student who’s upsetting Beomgyu?’”
"I didn't know it was a rumor."
"Well, I think there must be a reason why you dislike someone. You're not the type to dislike someone for no reason, are you?"
"There's always a reason to dislike someone..."
No matter how much I thought about it, I couldn't find an answer as to why I dislike Kim Yeo-joo so much.
"Ah, how frustrating."
Ruffling his neat hair, Beomgyu held his throbbing head and came to a conclusion.
"There are so many reasons why I don't like it, I can't just pick one."