"Sir, don't mind other people's business."

Jeon Jungkook_01

장원영

"Jeong Yeo-ju! Let's hurry and go check the class."

정여주

It's just a hunch, but we're not in the same class.

With the new school year and new semester dawning, the 2nd-grade class placement chart is invariably plastered right in the center of the 1st-grade classroom blackboard.

While this friend and that friend are happy to be in the same class, there is even a friend shedding tears of joy over not getting in.

I also looked through my number, filled with both anticipation and fear.

정여주

"Number 24, 25, 26, Jung Yeo-ju... Class 8?"

장원영

"Oh my god... we got eliminated."

Jang Won-young~ We're in the same class.

장원영

"Ah, that's a relief. I was worried about what I would do if I didn't have any friends there."

What class is Jeong Yeo-ju in?

정여주

I'm in Class 8. Is any of you in Class 8?

All I got in return was silence. I went back to the blackboard and checked the class assignment chart to see if there were any other friends in the same class as me.

Out of classes 1 through 10, there is only one person in class 8: me, Jung Yeo-ju.

정여주

"I'm alone?"

장원영

"Oh no... Don't worry. I'm in the class right next to yours, so I'll come find you."

정여주

Is this a divine revelation telling me to study instead of playing with friends?

I spoke nonchalantly, but inside I was very worried. I slung my bag over my shoulder again, went down to the second-year classroom, sat in an empty seat, and just fiddled with my cell phone for no reason.

When everyone was suppressed in an awkward and tense atmosphere, just waiting for this time to pass quickly

With the loud sound of the door opening, a male student reeking of a delinquent entered, his bag slung over one shoulder and his tie half-untied.

bang-

전정국

"Class 8?"

His name, clearly engraved in three letters on the name tag.

It was Jeon Jungkook.