Chapter 66 (1/2)

After going to the school store every day, Myohan found out that Chandeul went there every day after having lunch. For the first few days, they nodded to each other when their eyes met; Myohan was currently able to get close enough to him to ask what he was buying.

The problem was that Chandeul’s eyes still showed fear as he looked at Myohan.

“He’s here.”

Sinsul ran into Seonhan on his way back with snacks. Sadeol spotted Myohan from afar and jumped up and down happily. Sajun said a few more stupid things and got almost killed by Myo Cheong. Chandeul came out of the cafeteria only after all of them had left.

Myohan stood up, looking at his still chubby face. Jagyeom asked with wide eyes.

“He’s the pig?”

Myo Cheong scowled before Myohan could say anything. He wasn’t happy about being outside on such a cold day. He shuddered and stomped a foot.

“Hey, shit, he’s too thin. There’s no way he’s the pig.”

“Cheong, you must get rid of your prejudice that all pigs are fat.”

“That’s more of a fact than a prejudice.”

As Miho glanced at Myo Cheong glaring angrily at Sajun, he muttered,

“But he does look like a pig.”

Myohan heard all of their complaints. He snorted and said,

“If he gets scared and runs away, I’ll make all of you pay for it.”

He headed to the store before anyone could stop him. Sinsul yelled, “Myohan! But I also bought you a snack!” Still, Myohan told him he didn’t need it.

It was quite hot inside the store. He undid his coat buttons and sat down in a corner.

Chandeul came in soon afterwards. He looked a little excited. He just had had his lunch, but his eyes shined as he looked at the snacks. Myohan got himself a pile of snacks, paid for them, and moved towards Chandeul.

“Oh!”

Anyone could have seen that he was doing it on purpose. Myohan bumped into him while he was distracted by the snacks and dropped a pastry. Chandeul didn’t notice what he was doing, as he was facing away from him.

“Oh, hi again.”

Myohan said hi, as if their meeting again was nothing but a coincidence. Chandeul looked at him with wide eyes. He quickly picked up Myohan’s pastry and offered it to him. But Myohan looked down at his arms full of snacks, looking troubled, then he grinned.

“You have it.”

“Huh?”

After that he quickly walked out, before Chandeul could stop him. Then he dropped what was in his hand. When he was outside again, he gave the snacks to Seonhan and Sinsul who were still arguing. Seonhan took all the snacks and looked at Myohan with twinkling eyes.

“Wow, Myohan, are you giving these to me?”

“But I bought your snack too!”

Myohan nodded, narrowed his eyes, and looked back at the school store. Chandeul was picking up what he had dropped, still holding the pastry.

“Stop taking Sinsul’s snacks, eat these.”

“Friend…!”

Myohan sounded as if he didn’t care at all, but Sadeol was really touched by his gift. Myohan hadn’t asked about it, but Sadeol was probably misunderstanding about something. Well, he had told him he wasn’t a tiger, so he thought it would be fine. He didn’t bother to point it out, so he went back to the bench. Miho, who was looking at the shuddering Jagyeom with pity, looked up.

“What did you do?”

“Nothing much.”

“Can we please go inside? The cold’s killing me now.”

Myohan couldn’t agree more with Myo Cheong. O Shin stood up and wrapped an arm around Myohan’s shoulder. He was wearing nothing more than his school uniform, despite the cold. Myohan really couldn’t figure out how he managed it.

Before he went inside, he looked back, and he could see Chandeul looking around the place. He saw Myohan and his friends, but Myohan pretended not to notice his gaze and walked away. Chandeul was clearly wondering if he should call out to him, but he couldn’t bring himself to approach the group.

“Setting up a trap is always basic.”

Myohan took off his coat the moment they were inside. Then he pointed at his chest. The thing that was supposed to be on his neat vest was nowhere to be seen. He grinned as he looked at those confused eyes.

“I’ve cast a bait.”