Park Jimin, the top student in the school with a split personality, and Kim Yeo-joo, the last studen
I can't even do this
Heroine: Phew...
It's gym time, so Hajung and Jeongguk came to the gym together, and I'm just pounding the floor right now.
Heroine: I wanted to catch it... but what should I do...
Hajung: What? Are you trying to escape?
Heroine: Yeah..huh? What?
Hajung: I'm so happy that you said okay.
Heroine: What do you want me to do?
Hajung: Pidgey, idgey
Heroine: Dodgeball?!.. Miss, I can't do it
I had no choice but to play dodgeball, and as soon as the game started, the kids started throwing the ball, and soon other classes started coming into the gym.
Hajung: Huh? They're in class 6? Your ex-boyfriend's class?
Heroine: Be quiet
Hajung: J.. Wait a minute, Kim Yeoju, you're the ball!!!
I was wondering if there would be a ball
Heroine: Whoa!!
I screamed as I saw the ball flying at me hard, but for some reason it didn't hurt, and someone was holding me.
Heroine: Ah...thank you...
Heroine: Park Jimin..?
The person I wanted to see the most is standing in front of me.
Heroine: Why are you... me...
Jimin: You broke up with me, who always supported me in these things, even though you couldn't even do this.
Jimin: I really ate alone that day. My wounds hurt.
Heroine: I told you so..
Jimin: I ate badly that day, my wound hurt.
Heroine: So...what should I do...
Jimin: Let's have a meal together
Heroine: Okay, I understand, so let's go to your class.
Park Jimin nodded and went to his class, and I sighed and said I wasn't playing dodgeball properly.
My ankle twisted as I tripped over the other kid's foot trying to avoid the dodgeball. I fell with a crash, and the dodgeball hit my wrist hard, causing it to turn red and swollen.
Hajung: Hey..!!!!! What should I do.. Are you okay!!?
Heroine: Ugh...it hurts...
Jungkook: Should I listen?
Heroine: You have a shoulder injury... No...
I tried to get up on my own, but I kept falling down again, and I got sad.
Heroine: Seriously... I'm so pissed... Ugh...
Jimin: Don't cry. The kids will think you're funny. Let's go to the infirmary together.
Heroine: Jimin..?
Park Jimin picked me up and hugged me, then carried me to the infirmary.
Jimin: I arrived
Heroine: I must have been heavy...
Jimin: Not really...
Jimin took me to the infirmary, but the teacher wasn't there. Jimin sighed and took me to the infirmary bed and sat me down.
Heroine: What are you doing..?
Jimin: I need to get treatment
Heroine: You?
Jimin: You don't like it..?
Heroine: No... It's just... I was a little surprised.
Park Jimin gently wrapped his arms around my ankles.
Heroine: Ugh... It hurts so much... Did I stretch my ligament?
Jimin: Turn your ankle
Heroine: No...it won't work
Jimin: I think my ligament is stretched.
Heroine: Then what should I do...
Jimin: First, wear a pressure bandage and an ankle protector on top of the pressure bandage.
Jimin: Okay
Heroine: Yeah..
Jimin: Are you hurt anywhere else? Hey, what's wrong with your wrist?
Jimin: This is too much...!! Who the hell threw this?
Heroine: It's okay...
Jimin: It's bruised and red and swollen, what's wrong with that?
Heroine: Haha..
Jimin: I'm going crazy..
Heroine: Sorry...
Jimin: What do you have to be sorry about?
Jimin: I'm sorry for going alone that day.
Jimin: Even at the sushi restaurant... I'm sorry
Heroine: It's okay, it was my fault.
Jimin: That's why I'm asking you now
Heroine: Huh..?
Jimin: Let's meet again because you're not here
Jimin: I'm going crazy, heroine..
Jimin: Now, pretend you can't win and come to me... Since I'm without you... The day goes by so slowly that even when I sit still, I think of you...
Jimin: Come to me now..