Chapter 84 (2/2)

“Yuja’s not the class president anymore.”

“He will be soon.”

Yuja was going to be the class president again. That was obvious, and even Sinsul couldn’t say otherwise. Then, he pointed out the window with wide eyes.

“Wow, look at him!”

Someone was running on the racing track. It could be only one man. Myohan nodded without interest.

“That’s Choi Jino, right? Wow, he’s really hard-working.”

“But you’re playing soccer every day too.”

“I do it for fun, but he’s a pro runner.”

“That’s exactly why he has to train even harder.”

Yuja came in after about ten minutes. Jino was dragged inside by another student who had to be Myo Cheong.

Yuja came with Chookjae and said goodbye to him. Then, he frowned and sighed to see Sinsul and Myohan.

“Really? We’re in the same class for three years in a row?”

“I was wondering about that too,” Myohan said as he got up.

Sinsul tried to follow him, but then Yuja stopped him and scolded him for trying to follow Myohan to the toilet. Myohan wondered how he knew he was on his way to the toilet.

The hallway was full of boys. They were partly excited about finally becoming seniors and partly worried about getting admitted into universities this year. Myohan saw two familiar faces among them.

“Oh, shit, why were you running so early in the morning?”

“But Cheong, I really have to train really hard from now…”

“Not that much, you idiot!”

They passed Myohan. He met eyes with Jino for a split second, but Myo Cheong mercilessly dragged him away. Jino kept looking back at Myohan. He could guess what he was thinking with those sparkling eyes.

“Sadeol! Seonhan! I told you not to run in hallways!”

“Oh, miss! Please have mercy on us!”

Someone ran into him a minute later. As he had been in a daze staring Jino and Myo Cheong walking away, he tumbled and fell.

“I’m sorry! Are you okay?”

But Sadeol grabbed him before he could fall to the floor. His light-colored eyes flashed. Seonhan looked at Myohan in worry.

“Sorry! Are you okay? Are you hurt?”

Myohan wanted to laugh. He found it so hilarious that he had been intimidated by him.

“I’m fine.”

He hadn’t fallen, and he wasn’t feeling any pain. Then, he went into the toilet before the two could stop him.

“So…”

Was it a series of coincidences? He recognized the two standing inside. They looked like two mild plant-eating animals frolicking together.

“I’m glad he’s not in your class.”

He didn’t mean to eavesdrop, but their conversation found its way to his ears as he washed his hands. Miho’s sister had come to him in his dream. He cried so much after he got up and his eyes swelled up. Jagyeom promised to go to her resting place together later. After that, Myohan turned and left.

‘I want to ask you one thing…’

What he had said to the god a few months ago. He still wasn’t sure about it, but he suppressed his doubt and forced himself to speak.

‘The boys, could you make it like it never happened?’

‘With their memories?’

‘Yes, like they’ve always been normal.’

‘Maybe I was wrong.’

He couldn’t help feeling a little sad and lonely, but he had already made his decision. When the god asked if he would be fine with it, he just smiled, although his eyes said otherwise.

‘I pity them.’

Did he feel bad for them? No. The boys had been punished instead of the subjects, and it was the price they had to pay.

‘No friends, no lovers, no families.’

However, he didn’t want them to be thrown out by their families or lose friends. Sometimes, seeing them having fun together made him feel pity for them. Yuja had said he was worried about them, but actually, he couldn’t know yet. There was only one thing he knew: the punishment was just too harsh for them to endure.