It's unfair

01. First meeting

A warm spring day with cherry blossoms in full bloom and fluttering in the wind.

That day was your and my 'first meeting'.

Now that I'm a full-fledged high school senior, I ended up sleeping in late just like I did in my second year, and since it was late anyway, I left home leisurely.

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"Wow, the weather is nice-"

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"On a day like this, we should go on a picnic and eat a packed lunch..."

The weather was really nice that day, and as I was walking looking at the blue sky, I bumped into a man running from the opposite direction and fell backwards.

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"evil!"

I was so shocked that I couldn't stop crying, and tears started to well up in my eyes. I tried to look at the man who had bumped into me, but there was a hand on my thigh.

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'What the heck, this hand... Did you do that on purpose, or did you fall over and do that?'

오세훈

"are you okay?"

The man grabbed my hand and helped me up, and while he was doing that, I twisted my ankle and stumbled, but I was caught again and held tightly in the man's arms.

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"Ah, uh... I'm sorry..?"

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"Are you hurt anywhere?"

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'But why are you speaking informally? When did you meet me?'

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"Excuse me, how old are you?"

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"Me? How old do I look?"

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'Oh, this is ridiculous. I asked a question and now you're asking me a question back?'

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"No, I asked first, so shouldn't you answer first?"

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"Oh... I see, sorry."

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"I'm 28 years old, but you look like a student."

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"Aren't you late?"

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"...That's right."

오세훈

"Should I give you a lift? Your leg looks hurt too."

I expressed my inner joy at the offer to give me a ride, but then I thought about it and wondered what kind of person I was, so I shook my head and declined.

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"Oh, no. It's okay."

오세훈

"Huh, he's not a weird person."

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"yes..?"

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"I can see it all on your face."

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"I'm late, I'm sorry for hurting you."

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"...Well, if that's the case then what..."

Eventually, I got into the man's car and arrived safely. But the man also got out and went up the stairs.

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"Do you have any business at our school..?"

오세훈

"Hmm, I guess I have some business to attend to."

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"Oh, yeah... Then I'll be going now."

I ran into the classroom and hit Chanyeol on the back, who was still sleeping.

박찬열

"Who are you, do you want to die?"

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"It's really ugly... ugh."

박찬열

"What the heck, are you dying?"

When Chanyeol, with his magpie-like hairdo, grabbed the back of my neck and lifted me up, I struggled and glared at him.

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"Put it down, you little shit."

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"Where the hell are you going, you little thing, huh?"

He chuckled, patted my head a couple of times, and then lay back down.

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"Ahhh, wake up! I'm bored!"

박찬열

"I'm tired, oppa. Let's go to sleep."

Chanyeol pulled my body closer to him and fell asleep while holding me in his arms.

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"Hey.. s.. phew.."

To some, it might look like a sweet act of affection, but to me, who was being held, I felt suffocated.

오세훈

"Are you showing affection from the first day of the semester?"

Suddenly, a familiar voice was heard, and then Chanyeol's stuffy body was lifted.

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"That earlier..?

박찬열

"Oh, who is it?"

오세훈

"This is your homeroom teacher, you little shit."

The man stood at the podium and introduced himself. His name was Oh Se-hoon, a strangely fitting name.

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"Let's get along well for the next year."

It was the moment when the complex thread of our relationship was connected.