Chapter 30 (1/2)

Sinsul was mad at Myohan for a few days. Myohan offered to help him prepare for the finals, but that didn’t work. There was only one thing he wanted, and that was soccer. Of course, Myohan couldn’t find out what made him transform into a dog. Eventually, he gave up, and now he was almost ignoring the dog-boy.

He was about to use his lunch time on studying again, but then Yuja called him.

“Hey, do something about him.”

Yes, Sinsul was mad, and he wouldn’t say a word.

“He keeps looking at you.”

He just kept staring at Myohan with his sad puppy eyes.

“He wouldn’t play with me.”

The bell rang to announce lunch time. Yuja looked at Sinsul. He had flopped over his desk after he heard Myohan’s cold reply. Yuja frowned and asked, “What have you done?”

He was sure Sinsul was the one who had done something wrong, but Sinsul didn’t say anything. He just looked up, thinking it wasn’t fair and pouted. He looked really, really sad. What had he done after following Myohan to get his help? Yuja sighed, and then he called Myohan again.

“Hey, just be nice to him this once, okay? I can’t endure his whining anymore.”

“I wasn’t whining!”

O Shin touched Myohan’s hand. Myohan, who was reading his schoolbook while shaking a pen with one hand, had no choice but to look up. Sinsul was now looking at him. He clearly wanted his attention, but when Myohan actually looked at him, he looked away. Then he started to glance at him. Myohan didn’t like to be bothered, but the dog-boy was somewhat cute, so he called him.

“Hey, Sinsul.”

It made him almost jump out of his chair, but he said nothing. Well, it didn’t matter. Myohan stretched his back and yawned. Chookjae poked Sinsul and told him to grab the chance, but he just huffed and looked away. Myohan called him again.

“Sinsul.”

He looked at Myohan only then. He was clearly thinking, ‘Maybe?’ Myohan smirked. Sinsul looked away again, muttering about being fooled. Myohan chuckled and called him again.

“Hey, dog.”

“Yes, I’m a dog, so don’t call me.”

There were only a few students in the classroom, but Myohan was too open about it. It was good that their classmates knew how they usually were and didn’t give any attention. Myohan could see he was really mad, so he stood up.

“Follow me out.”

“Yes, you should go out and have your butt kicked.”

Myohan sounded like he was picking a fight, but Yuja was glad to hear it. He even waved his hand at Sinsul, telling him to shoo off quickly.

O Shin was looking at Myohan now. He pressed Sinsul again.

“You’re really not coming?”

“Unless you play soccer with me…”

Myohan slowly walked to the back. Sinsul was surprised to hear a creaking sound and looked back. Myohan opened Sinsul’s locker and took out his ball. Sinsul immediately jumped to his feet.

His expression changed from depressed to excited in no time. O Shin laughed to see his shining eyes. Myohan walked as slowly as he could. Then he stood at the back door and looked back. Sinsul gulped hard.

“Let’s go.”

Of course, the dog-boy ran out. Yuja sighed and Chookjae shook his head. When Jagyeom came to get Myohan’s help with a math problem a few minutes later, he asked, “What the? Where’s Myohan?”