Chapter 52 (1/2)

“Let’s play, let’s play, let’s play!”

“Let me go unless you have a death wish.”

“How can you sleep so early when we’re on a trip?”

“…How can you be so noisy even when we’re on a trip?”

That was Yuja. He took a shower last and frowned with a towel around his neck. He said he could hear nothing but Sinsul’s voice as he took shower, sat down, and then started to dry his hair with the towel. He took out a can from his bag and threw it to Sinsul.

“Stop bothering him and drink that.”

Sinsul snatched the can cleanly in the air. He complained that it almost hit him, but Yuja paid him no attention. Myohan opened his eyes and saw ‘Yuja (citron) Ade’ written on the can. Yuja had given him the same thing when he was cleaning the school hallways as his punishment.

“You really live up to his name.”

“Just go back to sleep.”

Myohan smiled. He had meant to sleep, but now he thought he couldn’t miss such a good opportunity. He got up, thinking of pretending to hang out with Sinsul and hear Yuja out, but then Sinsul jumped to his feet with the can in his hand.

“It’s too wrong!”

“You finally realized there’s something seriously wrong with you?”

“Yuja, why are you always so cold to me?”

“What?”

“….Fine! I’ll go and bring friends who will play with me.”

With that, he left the room without closing the door behind him. Myohan frowned, half-sitting and half-lying.

Yuja said coldly, “He can just go there and play. Why is he bringing them here?”

“Tell me about it.”

Now that Myohan’s chance was gone, he lay down again. He didn’t forget to retrieve his duvet. Yuja just took out a book and started to read it in silence. And as for O Shin, he stroked Myohan’s hair as usual. It was so quiet that a teacher who was on patrol duty came in, looked around, and left in disappointment.

Sinsul came back many minutes later. Myohan thought he could hear noises coming closer in the hallway, and he wasn’t wrong. O Shin muttered, “They’re here.” At the same time, the door was opened and Sinsul came in running. But he wasn’t alone.

“Well, let’s play now!”

What they saw first was Jayeom with a frown. Miho stood behind him and seemed very uncomfortable. Sajun gladly said hi after seeing Myohan. And then there was Myo Cheong, who seemed to find everything irritating, and Jino with his eyes still sparkling as usual.

“…What the.”

Yuja’s remark made Myohan think, ‘Oh, déjà vu.’ He had been in this situation before, more than once.

“This is our class’s president!”

Sinsul happily pointed at Yuja. He put down his book with an awkward smile. He wasn’t the only one who felt that way. Myohan and all the boys behind Sinsul felt the same thing. Jagyeom was the first to point out Sinsul’s flaw. He glanced at Myohan, looked around the room, and said as if he couldn’t believe it, “They haven’t agreed to this, have they?”

“…Well, let’s play!”

Sinsul pretended not to hear the question and sat down. The room was small and only meant for four people, so now it was really crowded with nine people in it. It made them realize just how spacious Myohan’s living room was.

Myohan had no choice but to get up with a hard frown. He had meant to get along with Sinsul, but he hadn’t thought it would get this serious.

Yuja was also having trouble assessing what was happening. Sinsul had brought a bunch of boys he had never seen before saying they should all play together, so of course he didn’t know how to react to it. He did see a few familiar faces, but he had talked to none of them. Yuja only knew two of them. Jino, who was a famous athlete, and Miho, who had a lot of bad rumors about him.

“I’m so sad we aren’t using the same room.”

“Shit, that pervert is at it again.”

“Just leave him alone. I don’t want to even think about it.”

“What should we do? Let’s play cards!”

“Cheong, please get rid of your frown.”

“…Hi.”

Myohan kicked Sajun away and made Miho sit next to him. O shin was now sitting at his other side. He looked at Yuja who still didn’t know what to do, and Myo Cheong and Jino were having another quarrel. He let out a sigh. Oh, whatever.

“Who are your roommates?” Myohan asked with a frown and Miho seemed like he wasn’t sure if he was asking him.

“Jagyeom and a few other boys.”

“What about those bullies?”