I was a little surprised by the author's contact.
On the one hand, it was really good.
So I went to meet the author with a happy heart.
Until I saw that sightThat's right.
I turned around when I heard my name.
and A person was seen holding the author's wrist tightly.
It was Kim Tae-hyung, a classmate I wasn't very close with.
I approached them, not a little, but very angry.
Hey, what are you doing?
‘Are you asking because you don’t know Min Yoongi?We're having a conversation'
Let go of that hand when you say something nice.
What if I don't say anything nice?
I wanted to hit him once, but I held back because of the author.
‘I gave you a chance’
Just when I was about to really hit him, I heard the author's voice.
Senior, please let this go.
Maybe he's trying to stop me.
The author dragged me into the club room.
Until then, I couldn't make him angry.
‘‘I’m sorry, oppa, because of me.’
How can you not be angry when you say this?
‘Is your wrist okay?’
Yes, it's okay.
‘Oh my, you’re lying’
‘It’s really okay!’
‘Why are the bruises so bad?’
‘Your skin is also very delicate…’
How did you know that, senior?