quick-witted love

Ep. 03

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written by incitizen



Rule 1: A quick-witted person recognizes a quick-witted person.





I recognized Choi Beom-gyu. So what about Choi Beom-gyu? Did Choi Beom-gyu recognize me? My answer is "No." If you ask why, I'll change the question. Does Choi Beom-gyu know about Seol Yeo-ju's existence? My answer is "Well." Because Choi Beom-gyu is so famous, I only knew about his existence and recognized him as a fellow Korean. We have no connection. To Choi Beom-gyu, I'm just "Choi Soo-bin's friend."


Won Chae-young returned exactly one minute and 47 seconds before the professor entered, dangling a cup of coffee in her hand. Judging by the coffee in her hand, she must have been to a cafe.



The professor wasn't that cruel. I was worried because Professor Han was the one who started the first period on Monday, but thankfully, the class ended after a brief 40-minute orientation. Apparently, even Professor Han can't help himself on the first day of the semester. As I nodded at Choi Soo-bin's suggestion to stop by the fruit shop and put my laptop in my pouch,


"Let's wrap up the class here. Please arrange for groups to work together on the group project by Thursday. We'll have about six people per group."

Shit. Cancel. That vicious bastard. My good mood suddenly cooled. The professor's single word caused the excited atmosphere in the classroom to cool down. Perhaps the sighs heard here and there spoke volumes about my state of mind. Professor Han left after making the atmosphere gloomy. If there were a contest to cool down the atmosphere, Professor Han would definitely come away with a gold medal.


“My class is in the third period, but it ended early and I lost track of time. Spend some time with me at the fruit shop.”


Choi Soobin and I didn't have any more classes today, but Won Chaeyoung didn't. She had to retake a liberal arts class we had taken together last semester. Thinking about the group project, I figured it would pass quickly, so I agreed. I could feel Princess Soobin's glare behind me, but I didn't know how much more annoying it would be if I didn't heed her quick-witted request.



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At 10 a.m., perhaps because it was still early, there was no one in the office. Choi Soo-bin threw her luggage on the table and began searching through her locker, presumably for student council work. We sat down in a row, starting with Choi Soo-bin's luggage. The middle seat was mine.

KakaoTalk - A notification rang on all three of our phones at the same time.


[Today at 6:00 PM, Unhong and the Opening Ceremony - Ssingsing Pocha]

Damn it, I forgot today was the opening ceremony.
Whoever caught it, they messed up the date. An opening ceremony on the first day of school is horrific. It's fucking horrific. Choi Soo-bin glanced at me and said something.

“Will you go with me..?”

I was startled when I glared at Choi Soo-bin, who was dead.
If Choi Soo-bin were a puppy, her ears would definitely be floppy. But since she looks like a rabbit, let's just call her a rabbit.


“What kind of opening ceremony is this on the first day of school? I didn’t expect it to be like this even though there’s no way to set a date.”

I vented all my frustrations on Choi Soo-bin, a mere team member. But then, Choi Soo-bin, who had been listening to me with a sullen expression and standing below, turned his gaze to the back of my head. Feeling something strange, I stopped talking and followed Choi Soo-bin's gaze. Then, I saw Choi Yeon-jun and Choi Beom-gyu standing in front of the fruit shop door and stopped dead in my tracks. Shit. This is a disaster.




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I'll be back with Part 3.5 on September 29th at 11:00 PM. This third episode is a bit short. I'll be back with a continuation of Part 3.5.