Short Stories & Stories Collection
(23) Have you eaten?_1 [Yoon Ji-sung]
It's university O.T. day.
Because I am so quiet and shy, I still don't have any friends to eat with.
It's not that sad.
Now it's something I'm used to, like eating rice.
I sat alone, blankly, leaving two seats on either side.
나
"When does it start..."
My poor phone screen keeps turning on and off without any notifications.
Thump-
I looked to the side and saw a man sitting next to me.
He said this when I was staring at him intently and then suddenly turned my head away when our eyes met.
윤지성
"Have you eaten?"
나
"Huh? Oh... no..."
윤지성
"Why?"
나
"I had to come out in a hurry..."
I tried to turn my head again with a faint smile.
윤지성
"Then do you want to eat together later?"
윤지성
"I know a ton about good restaurants."
This guy looks skinny, but he seems to like eating quite a bit.
Well, when I first saw him, his greeting wasn't 'Hello' but 'Have you eaten?'
나
"Ah...yes! Good."
사회자
The heads of each department (and their representatives) please come forward for a moment.
나
'Who will be the head of our department...'
I roll my eyes and look around for the overdose.
-Squeak
윤지성
"I'll be back."
나
"Uh...where?"
윤지성
"Because the Department of Theater and Film is so big."
Yeonyoung and... Yeonyoung and... Yeonyoung and!??!?!
나
"I... I'm also in the acting department..."
I was going to say Yeonyeong too.
He was already greeting other students and professors from afar.
After a few announcements, the O.T. ended.
I got up from my seat, packed my bags, and was about to leave.
윤지성
"You should go eat with me!"
윤지성
"Could it be that you forgot...?"
나
"Ah... no! No..."
He smiled faintly, grabbed my hand, and ran.
사람들
"Oh~ Yoon Ji-sung! Who's next to you?"
윤지성
"You don't have to know."
I think his name is Yoon Ji-sung.
But wait... isn't that what I'm talking about?
사람들
"Is there already a CC (campus couple)?"
나
"Ugh..."
윤지성
"I'm sorry. I made you hear this."
And yet, it was he, or rather, senior Yoon Ji-sung, who walked without letting go of my hand.
나
"are you okay."
It seems like for the first time in my life, I held someone else's hand tightly on my own will.