Chapter 93 (1/2)

Chapter 93: Chapter 93

Chandeul could have forgotten about it. It wasn’t like they were in the same homeroom. Myohan and the new kid probably didn’t even know him. Nevertheless, he just couldn’t stop thinking about Myohan. He was afraid of him, but for some reason, he kept thinking talking to him once would be fine.

“Oh, where’s my nametag?”

It all started when he lost his nametag. He ran into a cat with fierce eyes on his way back from the cafeteria after lunch and walked fast to leave it behind, and he ended up losing it. The pin he used to fix the nametag on his jacket had been a little loose.

‘I wish this school would get rid of nametags too, more and more schools are doing it these days.’ He thought as he slowly walked to the school store. He had gone there at least three times every day until last year.

“What are you going to do?”

He looked everywhere and couldn’t find his nametag, so he was about to give up. He really didn’t want to buy a new nametag when he had only one more year to go. Then, he heard familiar voices.

“I should return it to him.”

It was the two people he was so afraid of. They were standing in front of the school store and talking while they looked down at something in Myohan’s palm. It was Chandeul’s nametag.

“And you’ll do it yourself?”

“You want me to do it all over again?”

Myohan snorted. He put the nametag in his pocket and came up with a different solution.

“I can just give it to Sajun.”

The nametag said nothing but Chandeul’s name, but still Myohan was saying he would give it to Sajun. He knew Chandeul and Sajun were in the same homeroom.

‘Has Sajun mentioned me to them?’

Chandeul wondered.

“Why bother? Just give it to him yourself.”

“Of course not.”

Anyway, his nametag had been found, so the problem was solved. Chandeul thought so and walked away to go back to his homeroom, but what Myohan said after that made him stop.

“He’s afraid of me.”

He sounded so bitter. Anyone else would have thought he spoke dryly and unconcerned, but it sounded bitter to Chandeul.

Myohan said with a sad smile, “That cowardly piggy.”

Chandeul had thought Myohan didn’t know him. He might have heard of his name, but he was sure he didn’t know he was so afraid of him, but it turned out he had been wrong.

“You’ve lost your nametag, right?”

The next day, his nametag was returned to him by Sajun. He just said someone had found it and given it to him, but he wouldn’t say who it had been.

As Chandeul took it and put it back on his jacket, he couldn’t help thinking about what Myohan had said. How did he know how Chandeul felt about him? And what was that ‘piggy’ thing? Really, it was too complicated.

Thoughts kept coming up one after another. He ended up thinking about it for hours, and after lunch, he went to the school store and bought a pastry as he did often since last year.

“Um, hey, could you call Myohan?”

His heart pounded strangely. Only Myohan, Shihuang, and another boy who was probably the class president were there. The class president with glasses looked surprised to see Chandeul, which was strange.

“You wanted to see me?”

Myohan came out with his eyes full of sleep. Chandeul flinched when their eyes met, but then he gave him the pastry.

“Thank you for finding my nametag.”

He had many things he wanted to know. Myohan acted like he knew him, so he wondered how he would react when he got to see him. He was still afraid, but he knew Myohan wasn’t bad. Myohan looked at him and smiled softly.

“Thank you.”

Chandeul thought he would at least how he had found out, but he said nothing.

‘You can’t keep avoiding it.’

What his grandmother had said flashed in his mind.

“Hey,” So he called Myohan and said something that made no sense as he was on his way from the school store. “I’m going to the school store.”

Myohan looked at him, a little surprised. The scene felt strangely familiar, so Chandeul scratched his cheek as he continued.

“…Would you like to go with me?”

Just like that, their friendship resumed.

The cat was sitting on the bridge and looking up at the starry night sky. It was as dark as black silk and full of stars. It blinked its yellow eyes and gently moved its long tail. He looked faint, as if he was about to disappear at any moment.

“I knew you’d be here.”

Shihuang sat down next to it and looked up at where it was looking.