29 – Please take care of me?
“Hey, are you tall? How tall are you?”
“… It’s 183.”
“How big is that? Is it too damn big?”
“… Ask me something like that.”
“Kick-kick… What do you think? Did I ask if your feet are big?”
“Haa… “
The name ‘Kim Tae-yeon’ was written on the business card embedded in the girl’s shirt.
It’s filthy burdensome to keep talking while crossing your legs in a short skirt like that…
Actually, I’m on the weak side for a girl like Kim Tae-yeon, who has a rough style.
No, rather than being weak, it would be more accurate to say that I don’t know how to treat you.
Actually, among the girls I’ve ever met… I mean, none of the women I’ve actually talked to face-to-face have been of this type.
In my previous life, no woman other than Kim So-yi didn’t want to talk to me, and in this life, the only women I got involved with were Ara and Min-ah, to say the least, girly type.
All the girls at the Blue Sky Kindergarten or the base school that I went to had that style.
At least, is my real mother, Lee Yoon-ah, similar to Kim Tae-yeon?
However, Yoona Lee said, “Even though she is not like a mother, she has been a mother for a while, so she is a bit different.
Anyway, what… The bottom line is that a female bully like Kim Tae-yeon is a tough opponent for me.
If you’re a bully like the black boys, you can just defeat them, but you can’t do that because you’re a girl.
I was passing the time by answering Kim Tae-yeon’s nonsensical talk without much help, and then the homeroom teacher came in.
After listening to the homeroom teacher’s self-introduction, I follow his guidance and move to the auditorium… Oh you’re really pissing me off
“Hey, that… Kim Taeyeon? You are a bit too attached.”
“Why? I’m embarrassed? Are you ashamed to touch a girl because you don’t look like that? Did you come out of middle school?”
“… Oh, you smell like cigarettes.”
Ah, I miss Gu Min-seop.
Even though Kim Tae-yeon smokes her cigarettes on her makeup brush, her face is pretty enough, so wouldn’t it be okay if Min-seop introduced her to her?
No, Min-seop Gu is also the son of a good family, so you can say that you don’t like girls like this.
Because Gu Min-seop and his friend also have an unexpected side. His father also works as a prosecutor.
When I went to the auditorium, I saw freshmen lined up by class.
We also lined up in two lines according to the homeroom teacher’s instructions.
Of course, next to me was Kim Tae-yeon, who was annoying me.
Okay or not, I looked around and found Minseop Gu, who was in the class next to me.
“Who are you looking for? What? Do you have a girlfriend?”
“What is a girlfriend… I’m looking for a friend, Min-seop Gu in the class next to me.”
“Yeah~? Then you don’t have a girlfriend right now?”
“… What if you don’t And I told you to stop clinging.”
“Kick… While good.”
… I think I’m going to lose because I’m a real woman.
I see that he is rubbing his body against it, claiming to appeal to his charm, but I am annoyed.
Of course, it’s not because I’m a eunuch, but… Do I still have lingering feelings for Kim So-yi?
I don’t feel very good thinking that other girls are like this to me even if it’s not this bully Kim Tae-yeon.
Even though I came back to the past, I wonder if I was a lofty and naive person to the point where I felt rejected by women other than Kim So-yi.
Or…
“Hey, Hansol Lee!”
“Minseop-ah… !”
After the boring entrance ceremony, I responded to my friend’s voice calling me.
It’s the first time I’ve been so happy to be friends with this guy for 10 years.
I ran to Minseop Ku and hugged him.
“What, what!? Are you out of your mind Get off you bastard… Everyone else is watching!”
“Hey, Minseob… I really had too much work.”
“Did this bastard really eat something wrong… Anyway, get away.”
“Oh, is this the friend you were talking about? But do you think the two of you are very close?”
Taeyeon Kim approached us and asked.
That also naturally while putting a hand on my shoulder.
Seeing such a sight, Min-seop Gu’s eyes naturally widened.
“What? Who is he? Hansol Lee As soon as you entered… Can I tell Yuara about this?”
“What do you mean… Hey Kim Taeyeon, you go first now. Let me talk to my friend.”
“Me too~ But who is Yuara? Didn’t Hansol mean you didn’t have a girlfriend?”
“Oh really… “
Why cross the line like this?
Why are you pretending to be close and interfering in a topic you are seeing for the first time today?
“Hey Kim Taeyeon, go… Whoever Yuara is, what are you going to do knowing that? … Do it in moderation Do you know why I leave you alone because I like you?”
“Hansol is very angry~? Okay? Why don’t you go ahead and wait?”
“What are you waiting for? Just go.”
“Okay~ Don’t open your eyes like that~”
Kim Tae-yeon left with such an itchy tone.
I’m still a bit anxious…
“Hey, who is that? She’s pretty, but… Are you not feeling well?”
“I don’t know, the seat next to me keeps saying that…. Gu Min-seop, don’t you like that kind of Anne too?”
“Are you asking me to drop a bomb right now? I’m not doing this to my friends…. Rather, look at this. Did you know this?”
“What is this?”
What Minseob Ku held out was his smartphone.
What was reflected there was an SNS account called Byeolstagram, which has started to become popular these days.
And the owner of the account… It was ara
“What is this? How did you know this?”
“You didn’t know either? I knew because a guy in my class was watching today too.”
“… Why is this… “
Most of Ara’s posts were photos of her volunteer activities.
There were also short videos of her occasionally doing popular dances with her friends.
Ah, there is also a picture taken with Park Min-ah.
“Look at these comments. Everyone is praising that he is the third largest conglomerate, but he has a f*cking concept and is pretty. It’s been a few months since I opened an account, but I have over 100,000 followers.”
“… But what is this b*tch? Are your legs pretty? The f*cked baby… At first glance, is that something a 30-year-old bastard would say to a kid who’s barely entering high school?”
“Yaya, there are a lot of bastards like this on pretty kids accounts. If you care about that, you can’t do social media like this.”
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“… Why is Yuara doing this?”
In this video again, the pants look too short. In that video again, the dance looks very erotic.
The kid doesn’t need money, and he doesn’t even have a servant, so why is he doing this? After all, I got busier when I went to high school.
“Hey, how do I make an account for this?”
“Now Yuara’s SNS is monitored? It’s very harsh on you too.”
Gu Min-seop said that with a very tired face.
———-
I broke up with Min-seop Gu and went back to the classroom, and Tae-yeon Kim was standing in front of Han-sol’s seat.
She found her Hansol and came to her with a happy face.
“Hey, why are you so late?”
“… What. Kim Taeyeon, why are you waiting?”
“I was going to go home with you. Now, let’s go, Lee Han-sol.”
“What nonsense? I know where my house is… Oh, I don’t know, I’ll go on my own, so Taeyeon Kim, go to your house too.”
“Kick-kick… yes yes.”
I didn’t even pretend to listen to what Hansol said, Kim Taeyeon followed him.
When I ask why you are following me, you get away with saying that your house is also in this direction, and when I ask you to walk a little further away, you answer why you are so self-conscious…
Hansol got off the bus, ignoring her as much as possible, thinking he would lose if he cared about her.
But even though they were about to arrive home soon, Kim Tae-yeon was not separated from Han-sol.
Are you sure you’re thinking of sneaking home like this?
It’s not even her own home, so Han-sol turned around and asked her, thinking that it really wasn’t enough.
“… Taeyeon Kim, really go now. You don’t intend to come into my house like this, do you? That’s not really It’s not really polite.”
“Pu-sup… They say it’s not polite~ Hansol, you really look like an old man. Are you trying to get close like that? More than that, wow~ Is this neighborhood really good? Aren’t you rich? Do you really live in a place like this?”
“This is real… “
Hansol was genuinely annoyed at this damn girl who didn’t even pretend to listen.
How have you lived your life so far that a 17-year-old can’t tell the difference between acceptable and unacceptable actions?
“Huh? Is Hansol mad? Why do you have something like this~? You can’t be in a relationship if you’re just angry about this? I don’t like men who are so timid~?”
“… Let go of this.”
Kim Taeyeon did not change her rustling attitude even after seeing that Hansol’s expression had become stern.
Rather, I crossed my arms around him and flirted with him.
And just as Hansol was about to shake her off, a voice came flying in.
“Sol?”
“Ah, Araya… “
I unexpectedly ran into Ara in front of the house.
Ara’s round eyes were fixed on a strange woman clinging to Hansol’s arm.
Ara asked.
“… Is Sol your friend?”
“No, I wouldn’t call them friends… Uh, I just sit next to him and he follows me… “
“… Okay? Then should I say hello too?”
Ara approached Hansol and Kim Taeyeon.
Kim Tae-yeon, who felt an unknown force from her smiling face, unknowingly untied her arms from Han-sol.
“Hello? My name is Yooara.”
“Oh, hello. Ki, my name is Taeyeon Kim… “
The moment the two women faced each other closely, the match was already over.
She is a woman with clean, white skin with only light makeup, unlike herself with full makeup on.
Unlike herself, who wears vulgar clothes that accentuate her figure by shortening her school uniform, she is a woman who looks good in neat clothes.
A woman who looks noble even without wearing a single luxury brand.
Kim Tae-yeon felt how insignificant she was in front of this woman named Yoo-ra.
Then, looking at Kim Taeyeon, who lowered her eyes, Ara smiled and said,
“Anyways, it seems that you are at the same school as our Sol. Please take good care of Sol from now on? Ah, but don’t cross her arms without being close like before…. It looks like there aren’t too many people. Let’s go Sol.”
“Uh, uh uh… “
After stepping on Kim Tae-yeon, who had already died, with cold words, Ara took Han-sol and entered the house.
Stuck clinging to Hansol’s side as if showing off to the loser who was watching from behind.
Our MC is so weak it’s actually sad,
I didnt hate her that much… poor girl