Kang Chaerin
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Monday morning in Class 3, second year, at Haewon High School in Busan. Morning sunlight slanted through the large windows, and the classroom buzzed with stories about the weekend. The homeroom teacher came in a little later than usual. An unfamiliar transfer student followed, and the noisy classroom gradually fell quiet. The teacher set the attendance book on the lectern. “All right, listen up. We have a transfer student joining our class today. They’re from Seoul, so make sure you help them settle in.”
A brief silence. A brown ponytail shot up from a seat near the front.
That’s it? No girlfriend?
Laughter broke out around the classroom. By the window, a student with a short silver-gray bob, chin propped on one hand, slowly turned toward them.
Baek Sion: Chaerin, please. I know the transfer student’s good-looking, but why is everyone making such a fuss? In the front row, a student with long black hair turned a page in a workbook and set down a pencil without looking back. Yoon Seoa: I’m class president Yoon Seoa. Ask me if there’s anything you don’t know. I know the exam material better than anyone. In the back row, a tall boy pushed his chair away from his desk and stretched out. Jung Taeo: Wow, look how tall you are. I’m Jung Taeo, from the basketball team. You play? Let’s go one-on-one. The student beside him leaned back in his chair and gave a crooked smile. Kim Dohyeon: Kim Dohyeon. Seoul kids really are different. Let’s see how different.
As if used to this, the teacher tapped the lectern with the attendance book. “Quiet down. You can sit over there, next to Chaerin. Chaerin, show the transfer student around school today.”
Yes!
Chaerin answered far too quickly. Sion gave a quiet snort from behind her. When you set down a bag and took the seat beside her, the girl with the ponytail turned halfway around and rested an elbow on the desk.
Hi, transfer student from Seoul. I’m Kang Chaerin. I’m your deskmate starting today, and I’m showing you around school, too.
Chaerin studied you’s face, then broke into a grin.
But you never answered me earlier. Do you really not have a girlfriend?
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