Spring Day, the Beginning of First Love

๐ŸŒธ01 Only Me, Spring

It was summer,,,,

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Don't write novels, Park Woojin. Are you a late-onset second-year middle schooler? It's spring now.

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Oh my, I just had a good time!

Woojin, who had been hit on the head, was in a state of emotional turmoil when he was touched by Jihoon, who glared at him with his eyes. "What, what. Get rid of that second-year middle school syndrome." Jihoon, beside him, stuck his tongue out and glared at him. "Why is Mosol suddenly talking about love?"

"Will you stay by my side? I still miss the last time I saw you."

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โ€ฆ โ€ฆ Hey, do you know what it feels like to be in love without actually being in love?

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That's bullshit, then what is it?

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โ€ฆ Oh, please.

[ Spring Day, the Beginning of First Love ]

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I'm going to the convenience store, so stay still and don't think about anything else.

Maybe it's because he's suffering from late-onset chuunibyou, but he always makes cheesy remarks. Maybe it's because he's mentally immature, but sometimes he acts in a way that's indecipherable. Oh, if I do this, I'll be treated like a weird kid.

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When will love come to meโ€ฆ

Sometimes I even hummed. But it wouldn't be easy. With a picky ideal type and an introverted personality, would it be easy to approach him?

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Ah! Ah seriously, why are you hitting me again!!

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You're sitting there singing a love song. Drink some water.

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โ€ฆ Starting the new semester, I'm really getting on people's nerves. I'm a sophomore in high school and I'm really immature.

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Are you doing well? Even your ideal type is so picky. Will you be able to date for the rest of your life?

Nothing special, right? Short, cute, nice voice, charming, only looking at me, andโ€ฆ

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Then I'll do it - Look, I don't want to believe it, but I'm smaller than you and I have a nice voice, I can act cute if I want, and I'm pretty, right?

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โ€ฆI donโ€™t want to die.

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Then, let me introduce you to someone.

Suddenly, in a fit of rage, he searched through his phone for a photo and flashed it in front of him. Huh? Wait a minute, isn't this girl really pretty?

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Huh, if you treat me well for a while, I'll let you meet. He's so popular~

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You're popular with everyone you meet. Do you know how much I was rejected because of that?

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You're aiming for everything, so after you're introduced, you have to figure it out yourself, right?

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โ€ฆWhere can you find such an irresponsible person?

A kid with a huge network and, needless to say, immense popularity. That was Park Ji-hoon. He was the complete opposite of the ordinary Park Woo-jin. Sometimes I felt envious, but what good was I doing being jealous? Nothing changed.

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Hey, hey, let's go quickly anyway. If you're late from the first day, you'll die.

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Why does he care about time? You have to live long enough to see.

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...come on foot. I'll go by bike.

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What the heck is this? Hey, that's mine!!!

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Phew, who keeps bothering you?

Sometimes, it was quite fun. Like stealing Park Ji-hoon's bike and going for a beautiful ride down a cherry blossom-covered path. Even when someone chased me like crazy from behind, I just laughed and kept going. Then, I realized, "Oh, there's someone I thought wasn't there."

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Uh...uh huh?!

He stopped and looked up, his face etched with shock. A girl, probably around his age, was right in front of him. She must have been shocked, but he was even more shocked. He quickly threw his bike asideโ€”not that Park Ji-hoon needed to worryโ€”and ran straight to the girl.

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Are you okay? I can't see ahead...

"That could be true. You seemed more surprised than me."

Before I could even finish my sentence, he immediately said it was okay. He smiled brightly and helped me get my bike up, and he seemed so kind. That wasn't the point. Since we were wearing the same uniform, the first thing I noticed was the name tag.

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What class are you in?

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Ah, Park Woojin!! You little shit, you hit people and throw bikes too? You really told your aunt everything-

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I'm in class 1 and my name is Kim Yeo-ju, as you can see on my name tag. What class are you in?

Wow, cider. I haven't seen many people interrupt Park Ji-hoon, have I? A kid who's as loud as turtle chips and sounds like it's going to rip your ears off...? No, that's not the point. Are you in class 1 right now?

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I'm a transfer student this time, so I don't know much about it. Can I go with you? If it's not inconvenient.

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Oh, you're a transfer student? It's my first time seeing you. Then let's go together.

As expected, Park Ji-hoon is good at speaking. But somehow, it feels like Park Woo-jin stole the words. Well, I guess I should be satisfied since we ended up going together thanks to him.

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Where did you transfer from?

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But you transferred in your second year of high school? Where are you from?

...We're friends, so I guess I have to put up with this much, right? I wonder if he's in love with me. You can't do that, can you? If you abandon your friend without loyalty and become a couple on your own, you'll die.

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Oh, I forgot I had to go for a bit. You guys can go first.

I waved lightly as I passed. I tried to wave hello, but it got stuck halfway through. Park Ji-hoon was waving energetically.

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Do you like him? He acts a little different.

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Oh, what are you talking about? That's not true. People say that first impressions should be good.

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The Park Ji-hoon I knew didn't treat people like that... Okay, try your best.

It's a shame, but I have to let him go. I snatched the bike back from my friend, who vehemently denied it. "Run hard!"

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Hello, my name is Kim Yeo-ju, and I'm a transfer student from 00 High School.

As expected, he captured the attention of all the students from the moment he first appeared. With a faint smile and a sharp voice, who wouldn't pay attention? In fact, I was surprised myself when I first met him.

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I want to sit next to Woojin. He's at the very back.

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...are you talking about me?

Everyone was surprised that such a model student would sit next to such an ordinary, yet so ordinary person, and their gazes turned elsewhere again.

"What? You two know each other? Why are you and Park Woojin..."

"Yeah. He doesn't look like he has any friends."

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I'm sorry, but it seems like you guys don't have any friends. It's noisy, could you please be quiet?

I slammed my heavy bag down on the desk and glared at the two in front of me. They'd been smiling all along, so I hadn't expected this, but I guess they're the type to speak up.

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Woojin, ignore those kids. Then let's get along well from now on!

I couldn't refuse the hand he offered me, eyes wide open. The moment I took his white, smooth hand, I felt something.

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Please take good care of me. Thank you for your help...

The bell rang, signaling class. I'd never been this nervous in front of anyone before, but after holding hands earlier, I suddenly felt a shiver. Every little thingโ€”the way I brushed back my flowing black hair, the way I straightened my pen, the way I wroteโ€”everything.

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'Is spring really coming now...'

But even if spring comes, I won't be able to greet the spring breeze with affection, right? As I always say, first loves never come true.

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Woojin, show me the handwriting part here.

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Huh? Oh, really...!

That first love, I think we can achieve something. Doesn't it seem like it could start with exchanging clear, refreshing glances?

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Hello, my name is Whistle and I am the author of [Spring Day, The Beginning of First Love].

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This is a school story and a romance, and this is a free serial. I will serialize it regularly with about 3,000 characters.

= I will write comfortably, so please read comfortably.

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I ask for your continued support and hope you'll feel free to read it whenever you have time. Thank you for reading to the end.