episode_0172

“Wow, you rented out this entire pension? That’s amazing.”

A two-story white pension in Gangwon Province.

Surrounded by a stream, with a separate barbecue area, and they even raise dogs.

The pension exudes a peaceful and serene rural atmosphere that just looking at it makes you feel at ease…

“Who are you talking to?”

An Hyunho approached, smiling brightly.

I wanted to tease him about being so excited, but I knew it would only make things worse, so I just kept my mouth shut.

I know why he’s in such a good mood.

“Just talking to myself.”

“Kim Woojin is just a goofball. Oh, it’s so funny. He’s just a joke.”

“He’s such a buzzkill, can he just leave?”

“We don’t have much to do as second-year students, right? The professors leave the work to the third-year students, and the menial tasks are done by the first-year students, right?”

How strange is this position?

“So what? You have a lot of friends. Go hang out with them.”

“You have more friends than me. But I want to be with you today. I have something to ask.”

“What?”

An Hyunho’s expression became serious.

After glancing around, he whispered softly.

“Hey, do you remember when we all went out for drinks last time?”

“How do you know if you put it that way? Tell me in detail.”

“When Han Kang and Jinho came. We were supposed to meet Kyua, but you all showed up, and in the end, we all drank together.”

“Oh, when we drank with those idiots?”

“Those idiots…”

I remember it clearly because I ran away in less than 30 minutes.

I still remember the hateful looks the first-year students gave me.

“You and Kyua left together that time, but you didn’t come back… What did you do?”

Oh, right.

I forgot that An Hyunho is now trying to date Kyua, who is now a first-year student representative.

It seemed like they were subtly flirting.

“Have you given up on Choi Eiseo now?”

Just to be sure, I asked cautiously, but An Hyunho frowned.

“I asked Eiseo to have a meal with me once, and now she’s blocked me on KakaoTalk.”

“….”

“She had only blocked my number before… Now if I want to talk to Eiseo about English-related things, I have to ask someone else to pass on the message.”

“I shouldn’t have asked. It just hurts my heart.”

It was heartbreaking, but An Hyunho shook his head.

“It’s fine, I’ve found a new love.”

Is it Kyua?

It’s all or nothing.

An Hyunho hates Kyua, and Kyua hates An Hyunho.

“Nothing happened. Kyua doesn’t like me, and I don’t like Kyua.”

“Really? Seeing you even get involved with Juhee senior is unbearable.”

“Watch your mouth. If the seniors hear you, you’re dead.”

I looked around with my lips tightly closed.

Fortunately, Juhee senior was chatting with the professors, discussing various things.

Compared to dropping the bomb in the mafia game earlier, she seemed relatively calm.

She acted as if nothing had happened.

“Hyunho, I don’t particularly like you, but this time is different.”

“How is it different?”

“I dislike Kyua more than you. So I’m telling you, don’t bother with her. Just find another girl.”

“….”

“I’m serious, Hyunho. If you feel even a little friendship towards me, listen to what I’m saying clearly-.”

“Kyua! Isn’t that heavy? I’ll help you!”

An Hyunho saw Kyua moving the alcohol bottles and ran over like a guard dog.

“Oh, Oppa! I’m fine.”

“Your arms are thin, you might break them carrying this.”

“Oh, I’m strong. Look at this.”

Kyua tried to show off her strength by lifting a heavy bottle.

And smoothly passing the alcohol to Hyunho was a skillful move.

‘Alright, you little rascal.’

Even if she calls me later crying to drink with her, I won’t go.

Thud.

Someone bumped into me and passed by.

It was Yurin.

“……”

I stared blankly at Yurin, who shrugged off my touch, then turned her head away and snapped, “What are you looking at?”

“Oh, nothing.”

“Hmm.”

She walked away confidently.

I shouldn’t mess with her right now.

Anyway, what Junhee senior said was that I rejected his confession.

He suggested we just forget about it, so nothing really happened between us.

Yurin and the other two probably understand that.

“But emotionally, it might be hard to accept.”

The mind understands, but the heart doesn’t.

A man wavering between three people and confessing to another woman would naturally feel bad.

They know I rejected him.

It seemed best for each of us to sort out our thoughts.

“Choi Yiseo…”

Yiseo was chatting with the senior students and professors.

At first glance, nothing seemed out of the ordinary.

“That’s even scarier.”

Next is Yerin.

Yerin was helping move luggage among the first and second-year students.

She was kind and polite, with a gentle smile that she didn’t show me.

“I should unpack my stuff too.”

So I headed to the second and third-year boys’ room to unpack.

“Sigh.”

What’s the difference between me and Gyuah?

Such thoughts started to creep in, bringing self-doubt.

* * *

“What’s this schedule?”

I checked the MT timetable on my phone while lying on the bed.

There’s a mini sports competition before dinner, probably because the professors like it.

People were already gathering at the volleyball court in front of the pension.

“I don’t know.”

I decided to just flip the blanket over and pretend to be asleep.

There’s no point going now, I’d just be scrutinized and whispered about.

Junhee’s bombshell in the Mafia game must have spread by now.

“Woojin, aren’t you coming?”

The senior student from the third year called me before leaving.

“I’m not feeling well.”

I brushed it off, and he left without pushing further.

“If you were going to do this, you shouldn’t have come to the MT.”

I could have just stayed in the dorm and looked at my phone.

Even Yerin, who wanted to hang out, gave me a creepy look earlier.

In the end, I was alone.

Creak.

I heard the front door open.

I quickly covered my phone and pretended to be asleep.

It might be someone coming to get me.

As I silently urged them to leave in my mind…

Swoosh.

The bed shook, and I felt weight on my stomach.

“Is that Yerin?”

Surely a guy wouldn’t climb on top of me.

But if she had the audacity to come into the guys’ room and join me on the bed…

“What are you doing?”

Instead of Yerin, an unpleasant girl was on top of me.

“Why are you pretending to sleep?”

First-year Gyuah was squeezing my waist with her thighs.

If Ahn Hyunho saw this, he’d be furious again.

But this time, it wouldn’t be the same as with Choi Yiseo.

Back then, we were rivals, but now we’re friends.

“Get off, or I’ll hit your head on the bed frame.”

I warned her seriously, and Gyuah chuckled dismissively.

“Because of the senior, do you know the current atmosphere is heated, right? The first-year students have something to chew on because of the crazy senior with long legs, so they like it, and the second-year students are cautious of other seniors.”

“Get down.”

“Thanks to that, the MT is very enjoyable. When you drink, you can’t predict what kind of trouble will happen.”

Annoyed, he pushed with force.

Kim Gyu-a fell under the bed.

However, this time, he landed with a flexible posture as if he had anticipated it.

“I learned how to fall neatly from YouTube because of the senior.”

“…You learned something useful.”

To be able to do the falling technique so neatly.

I wanted to learn it too, but the conversation continued.

“So I was curious and came. In a way, we’re in the same category, right?”

I wanted to deny it, but my words were stuck.

I couldn’t deny it, so I let out a deep sigh.

“How is it possible to share like that? When I see Senior Yerin or Senior Lee Seo, they know they’re competing with each other, but the atmosphere is good.”

“Are you asking me about that?”

I really want to punch him.

“Why. I’m curious. I always hid the fact that I cross my legs three times.”

“Don’t be curious about useless things. And I don’t know either, you idiot.”

Annoyed, I threw a pillow, and the guy fell back as he pushed away.

“Oh, really. I put on makeup!”

His whining still had the air of a high school student.

‘What’s so good about this kid…’

I wondered if An Hyun-ho would ever have a normal relationship.

“I tried to learn from the senior. How to tease.”

“If you weren’t a girl, I would have really hit you.”

“Wouldn’t the senior hit a girl too?”

“How did you know? You’re riding on the edge right now, so be careful. You might really get hit.”

Thump thump thump thump!

Then heavy footsteps coming in.

Someone was coming in when Gyu-a didn’t even close the door.

Bang!

“Se, Senior?”

The one who entered the room was Senior Ju-hee.

After scanning the room, she approached Gyu-a and grabbed his chin, slamming him against the wall.

“Do you have a mouth like a piece of shit, junior?”

“Ah, uh, ow!”

With a cold gaze, Ju-hee glared at Gyu-a.

Gyu-a either got scared or his strength was too much that he couldn’t speak.

He just wriggled without any proper rebellion or excuse.

“Se, Senior! I’ll catch the kid if you keep doing that!”

Seeing Gyu-a about to cry, I urgently stopped her, and Ju-hee slowly released her grip while catching her breath.

“Ow, it hurts so much!”

Grabbing his chin, Gyu-a cried.

But the moment his eyes met Ju-hee’s, he stopped crying and knelt down.

“I’m, I’m sorry! I got too close!”

As expected.

There’s something closer than the law.

“You got too close. If you do that to Wujin next time, you’ll really die.”

When the gangster who used to beat him said that, it was really scary.

Trembling, I intervened between Gyu-a and Ju-hee.

Looking at Gyu-a’s back, I blocked Ju-hee’s view and said.

“Se, Senior. But what’s going on here?”

I awkwardly changed the subject, but it seemed like the senior didn’t want to spend more time on Gyu-a.

Scratching her cheek, she sighed.

“I’m trying to help.”

“What?”

“The atmosphere got weird because of me. So I’m trying to help the kids feel better.”

And she added.

“You said you were going to sort out your complicated relationships with women.”

“….”

I closed my mouth for a moment.

Ju-hee’s clear eyes demanded an answer from me.

After a while.

“Yes, that’s right.”

I nodded firmly in response.

“This time, it seems like it would be best to clearly sort things out during the MT.”

Gyu-a said.

Everyone who attended the MT seemed to be murmuring about this issue.

That meant not only me, but also the names of three other people were being tossed around.

Of course, it was clear that it was not good news.

“I should speak up clearly.”

If not.

It seemed like it would only end up hurting the three people even more.

“Okay.”

Senior Ju-hee nodded with a smile, and.

“I, I will help too!”

Gyu-a chimed in, apologizing for the incident just now.