Hoon looked down at the screen for a moment.
Homework. That one word strangely sank my heart.
Ah, so that's why I contacted you.
But I soon shook off that thought.
But the fact that you contacted me means that you thought of me first.
Hoon quickly organized the notebook spread out on the desk.
I neatly erased the remaining graffiti marks here and there.
[Hun]
Yeah! I did
wait for a sec
Hoon tried to answer calmly and brightly.
Before taking the picture, I glanced over my homework one more time.
I wonder if there's anything wrong, if my handwriting is too bad,
I wonder if Sooni will laugh at me.
[Hun]
This is it!
A few seconds later, a reply came.
[Sun]
oh
Thank you haha
thank you
It was the end.
Hoon waited quietly, looking at the screen.
I was hoping something would come next.
…
…
Nothing came.
My palms got sweaty for no reason.
Is it right to end the conversation like this?
Or should I talk to him more first?
Hoon mustered up his courage and tapped his phone screen.
[Hun]
Suna
I'm sorry I couldn't talk to you at school today
I regretted it immediately after sending it.
Isn't it a burden for nothing?
Do you think I'm a nuisance?
The reply came later than before.
[Sun]
Why are you sorry?
That's just what happens
Just something like that.
Hoon's heart fluttered.
Still, I liked the conversation going on, so I asked again.
[Hun]
Do you want to go home together tomorrow?
The number 1 next to the message he'd sent with courage, unfortunately, didn't disappear right away. Hoon couldn't put his phone down, clutching it in his hand.
Tiring
[Sun]
tomorrow?
Look lol
'Look'
The word made Hoon's chest feel heavy.
Uncertain answer
A tone that seems to say not to expect anything
Still, Hoon answered brightly.
[Hun]
Yeah, I get it!
Sun did not respond any further after that.
The next day, Hoon arrived at school a little earlier than usual.
Just loitering around in front of the classroom
Sooni just waited for her to appear.
Class was about to start, but Sun-eun didn't show up. She always did, but today I was feeling a little uneasy.
Outside the window, I spotted a playful face caught in the distance by the teacher.
As expected, I was among my friends.
The homeroom teacher didn't say a word even after seeing Soon enter the classroom. The demerit points just kept piling up.
Soon came into the classroom and didn't even pretend to know Hoon.
As if last night's conversation never happened.
Hoon's face hardened.
I held the mechanical pencil in my hand tightly.
still…
I guess we're dating.
Hoon repeats this to himself.
I quietly turned my gaze away.
