Why are the male leads like that?
10: Sports Club Senior (2)
I was so confused, I was almost disillusioned. The world... no, the inside of a novel, how small. I couldn't join them as they chatted and laughed. The only difference was that the table was littered with bags of chips and cans of soda.
“Hey, Park Jimin. If you were late because you were buying snacks, why didn’t you just say so?”
박지민
That's a different story. Anyway, it's true that it's late.
“Anyway, you are too immature.”
박지민
Thanks for the compliment-.
Even just eavesdropping on the conversation, I could tell. Typical "sweetheart" type. I thought I was the only one who liked him, but he was the class president, the object of everyone's unrequited love... things like that. It's even more confusing when you try to piece things together.
I let out a deep sigh. Then, I clicked my fingernails and fell into a rut of worry.
Okay, let's think about who Park Jimin is.
First of all, the male lead and the supporting male lead are automatically eliminated. When I hear their names, I don't think of their families, and I've never even met them.
But if you're a top student, which is something all the main characters have in common, things are different.
Wait. Then you're not in the same category as me?
Well, he's an extra who's close to the main characters but never appears in the novel. Sounds plausible, doesn't it?
His eyes sparkled, unable to shake off the excitement. He didn't forget to occasionally praise himself as a genius. Squeak. He heard someone sit down next to him, but he ignored them. I didn't think it was me. There was no way anyone would approach him first...
김달래
Oh, the car!
Why do my expectations always go awry? I was startled by the unexpected stimulation. I immediately stroked my moist cheek and turned my head. And there it was.
박지민
Drink delivery.
There was that mysterious senior. Drawn in by his charming smile, I accepted the can he offered me. It had an apple drawn on it, as if it were a gift. I felt like he was the one who had surprised me just now.
As time passed, my throat became parched. But I lacked the courage to drink. That staring gaze was burdensome. The apple in my hand raised its voice. In the midst of the commotion, only the two of us remained silent.
박지민
...Oh. Do you hate apples? You brought them just for my taste.
김달래
No, no!! I like apples.
김달래
It's just... I'm a bit shy...
박지민
..I'm sorry. I forgot for a moment.
He's dead. But what does it mean to have momentarily forgotten? A question mark appeared in his voice, as if he knew me well. ··· Even a strange, inexplicable feeling. My senior gave me a faint smile.
박지민
I know.
김달래
yes?
박지민
I know you well, junior.
박지민
It won't be late.
What does that mean?
Ah. He sighed. His voice was blocked, as if something had stopped it. It just sank back into his throat. He said nothing more.
“Park Jimin!! Come here!”
박지민
Oh, I see.
After a short answer, he slowly rose from his seat. He'd been spouting off incoherent words, and now he'd just walked away. It wasn't my place to remain silent, though. I watched him pass by.
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I couldn't figure out what was going on inside.
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