Chapter 90 (1/2)

Chapter 90: Chapter 90

So the five boys headed to Chookjae’s place the next day: Chookjae, Yuja, Sinsul, Myohan, and Shihuang. Chookjae was a little surprised to see the new transfer student who wasn’t even acquainted with him tag along, but somehow, it felt like he belonged in the group, so he came.

“Oh, Chookjae, your friends are all so handsome!”

Yesterday, Chookjae’s grandmother had been happy to hear that he would invite some friends over. She was glad to know he had friends other than Sinsul. As Sinsul had come to visit a few times before, he went in first.

“Granny, it’s so nice to see you!”

“Oh, Sinsul, you came?”

“Of course, how would I ever miss a visit to you?”

Myohan went to Chookjae and whispered, “Didn’t you say your grandmother is scary?”

‘Have I ever told him about her?’

But Chookjae soon dismissed the question and explained, “She’s scary only when I come home late or try for a sleepover.”

However, he couldn’t help feeling strange. He was sure his grandmother had once scolded him really hard, but he couldn’t remember anything about it. What had it been about?

“Let’s do homework. Everyone, take your books out.”

As Chookjae’s room was too small for five of them, they put a short table in the living room and sat on the floor. His grandmother offered to bring them some fruit, but Yuja stopped her. He took one of the apples and the knife from her and started to cut it himself.

“You’re really good at this for a boy.”

“These days, both boys and girls should be good at homemaking stuff.”

Myohan and Shihuang just worked on their workbooks without saying much. Even Sinsul focused hard, probably because of the pressure of being a senior. Of course, it didn’t last long. He chewed the tip of his pen, and then spoke.

“You know, this reminds me of something.”

Yuja cut him off immediately, “Don’t talk.”

Chookjae’s grandmother said he would make a fine class president and went into her room. They didn’t get to say he was actually a class president.

Chookjae took pity on sad Sinsul and asked, “What is it?”

The dog-boy soon regained his smile.

“You know, at Myohan’s place, we…”

“Sinsul!”

This time, Myohan stopped him. He realized his mistake and shrugged. Yuja frowned, but he soon forgot about it and put apple slices on the table. He was even better at it than Chookjae’s grandmother.

Their talking ended there. Sinsul complained about something from time to time, but Chookjae was completely focused on his homework and couldn’t hear any of it.

They talked about the University Entrance Exam and which university they wanted to attend. They were awed by Yuja’s perfect plan and scolded Sinsul’s lack of plan. Time flew while they were doing work.

“You’re leaving already? I thought you would stay for dinner.”

“But they should go home and have dinner.”

Chookjae’s grandmother said she had planned to cook something really nice for them. They promised to come to visit again and left. Chookjae put on slippers and followed to walk them out.

“Your grandmother is well.”

Myohan looked happy about it. He had stared hard at her just before he left. Chookjae thought it was weird. He was sure he had never talked about her to him, but he was strangely interested in her.

“Next time, let’s do homework at Myohan’s place.”

“Who said anything about inviting you?”

“You think you get to say that when you’ve done, like, zero homework?”

On their way home, Sinsul tried to set up the next homework meeting, but Myohan objected. Chookjae looked up at the sky. The sun was setting and the sky was turning red.

“You know,”

He didn’t know why he was saying it. It was probably because the sun was too beautiful.

“Let’s study at your place next time.”

As they went past by a wall, he saw a cat sitting on it. It was looking at him with yellow eyes. He got into a staring match with it, but then Myohan said bluntly.

“My place isn’t for public meetings.”

The cat looked away. It jumped down the wall and disappeared. When Chookjae turned, Myohan snorted, looked up at the sky, and smiled.