1st in Class Hides Regression - Chapter 50

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The Top Student in the Entire School Hides Her Regression
Episode 50
Two boys with familiar faces were walking toward us from the opposite end of the hallway, pressed close together. Their eyes met mine before Ji-su even had a chance to point them out.
Male Student 1, whose cheekbones jutted out prominently, greeted me with a smile he seemed to be holding back.
“Kang Da-hye, hey.”
“Oh, hey.”
“Club president?”
“Yeah.”
Up close, I recognized him—we’d been in the same class freshman year.
Beside Male Student 1, whose mouth corners twitched, stood what appeared to be his friend, Male Student 2, watching me with sparkling eyes.
I don’t think I’d been in class with him before.
“…Hi?”
I figured it would be rude to pretend I didn’t know them, so I greeted them back.
“Oh, oh! Hey!”
He jumped in surprise and returned the greeting. Soon a smile spread across Male Student 2’s face as well.
We passed each other, but from behind me, I heard Male Student 2 asking Male Student 1 excitedly.
“Hey, are you close with Kang Da-hye?”
“We were in the same class last year.”
“Why didn’t you mention that earlier? Man, I thought my heart was going to stop.”
“Did you fall for her?”
“Up close, she’s even prettier. Is she always that nice?”
“You crazy bastard, there’s nothing nice about it. I just said hi.”
…They said all that loud enough for me to hear.
“See? You’re really popular.”
Ji-su whispered from beside me, her voice full of laughter.
“I was in the same class last year too, but apparently I’m invisible.”
“That’s not true.”
“Your grades are better than mine, and you’re more popular than me. I’m ranked below Kang Da. Wow. From now on, I guess I’ll have to walk backward in front of you.”
“Oh, come on.”
I linked my arm through Ji-su’s as she bent at the waist and shuffled her feet in exaggerated steps.
“Let’s go. The bell’s going to ring.”
“It’s fine. The teacher’s coming late today. She’s meeting with another club adviser about something.”
“But Do Ha-jun…….”
“Oh, Do Ha-jun was supposed to show us the costumes today, right?”
“Wasn’t he supposed to post them in the club group chat first?”
“Yeah, but he didn’t!”
“Ugh.”
“Did he not say anything to you? You two are partners.”
“Do Ha-jun got caught playing mobile games during homeroom and ended up on duty cleaning the chalkboard. He’s been swamped. And besides.”
“Besides?”
“I don’t really want to talk to Do Ha-jun…….”
“Hm.”
“Hm.”
Do: Ha-jun, I hate.
Ha: Jun, I hate.
Jun: na, I hate.
I shook my head vigorously and pushed open the Theater Club Room door.
Jung Eun-seong was already there, sitting in the far corner away from the sunlight, carefully applying hand cream.
“Jung Eun-seong, hey.”
Ji-su greeted him first. I lifted my hand vaguely from behind her.
He’s in my class—he could’ve waited and come with me. Why’d he come alone and so early?
Jung Eun-seong, who saw me waving…….
Whipped his head away and ignored me.
I wasn’t surprised or flustered. There was nothing new about Jung Eun-seong being strange.
I just let it be.
Eun: Seong’s
person: ality is weird.
Meanwhile, there was an unexpected person in the club room.
“…Kang Da-hye, hey.”
“Bang Eun-ji?”
Bang Eun-ji, now discharged from the hospital, waved her hand awkwardly when she saw me.
“What are you doing here?”
At my question, Bang Eun-ji rolled her eyes dramatically.
“I’m switching clubs.”
“Ah.”
Right. She couldn’t very well stay in her old club—all her close friends were still there.
I understood that much.
“But why the Theater Club? Did you always like theater?”
“I like Cho Seung-yu. He’s an actor.”
“…….”
A musical actor, technically.
“You can’t just switch whenever you want. Did you get permission from a teacher?”
“Normally you can’t, but… my current club advisor is discussing it with someone.”
“Ah.”
Lee Mongyong probably knew the gist of Bang Eun-ji’s situation anyway.
‘That’s why she’s late. Working out the transfer.’
Of course, I did think it was better for Bang Eun-ji to switch rather than stay in her current club feeling awkward and struggling through it.
But out of all the clubs out there, why specifically the Theater Club?
Ji-su leaned in and whispered beside me.
“Kang Da-hye’s popular, you know.”
“Come on.”
Though hadn’t Ji-su’s mother warned Bang Eun-ji not to associate with Ji-su?
Could she really just ignore that and join the Theater Club anyway?
I suppose I’m the only one who finds Ji-su’s mother intimidating. From Bang Eun-ji’s perspective, why should she care?
If Ji-su doesn’t tell her, her mother won’t find out.
Besides, more members meant more hands to help. With that in mind, I nodded in approval.
“Welcome.”
“Welcome!”
Ji-su clapped her hands beside me too.
The other members who filed in one by one and took their seats first flinched when they saw Bang Eun-ji, but soon offered stiff applause.
Apparently word had spread that Bang Eun-ji was in the midst of reforming herself.
Still, worried the atmosphere might turn awkward, I took the seat next to her. As I pulled the chair out, Bang Eun-ji murmured to me.
“I’m breaking up with my boyfriend.”
“Out of the blue?”
Just days ago she’d been head over heels.
Had the veil finally lifted from her eyes?
‘Don’t dig deeper. What if she changes her mind again.’
“Congratulations.”
I gave her a thumbs up, and she smiled.
Once Ji-su confirmed everyone had arrived, she raised her voice to get our attention.
“Everyone, the teacher’s running late today. Let’s get started without her. Remember we were supposed to decide on costumes?”
“Right, Do Ha-jun. What’s up with the costumes?”
“Didn’t we say you’d post them in the group chat?”
“True.”
Until then, Do Ha-jun had been holding his mobile phone horizontally and playing games, pretending to pay no attention. Only now did he stop jiggling his leg and lift his head.
“Oh, that.”
“You didn’t check?”
“That’s not it.”
“Then what?”
“Look, this kind of thing really doesn’t usually happen, you know?”
“So what happened?”
I didn’t want to hear Do Ha-jun’s long-winded explanation, so I’ll skip ahead to the conclusion.
Conclusion: There was a costume he wanted to buy, but he searched the Secondhand Market just in case and found something similar. Since it seemed like better value for money, he was about to buy that instead—
And got scammed.
“…Where did the money even come from?”
We hadn’t given him the activity fee, so what money did he use to buy it?
Then the Treasurer quietly raised his hand from the corner.
“Ha-jun said it was urgent, so… I gave him the money. He said if you don’t buy something like that right away, it sells out…”
Note: This is the same kid who’s been subtly defending Do Ha-jun ever since—saying things like ‘Come on, Do Ha-jun’s fine, he’s cute.’
He was also the one who beat everyone to the punch and started clapping at Do Ha-jun’s suggestion the day we watched the film!
“What?”
The Treasurer’s bombshell announcement sent the room into chaos.
“What do you mean—?!”
“You two decided this on your own without consulting us?”
“We didn’t have time to consult…….”
“And after we got scammed, you didn’t think to tell us?!”
“Um, Ha-jun said he could resolve it before club time, so…….”
“How is he supposed to fix this?!”
“…How much did we lose exactly?”
Jung Eun-seong, who had been quiet until now, spoke up.
At his unexpected interjection, everyone fell silent.
“Well.”
After hearing the Treasurer’s answer, I grabbed the back of my neck.
Kid, you’re basically Ha-jun’s wife now.
“So we’re broke?”
“Wow.”
“Wow.”
“Ugh.”
Hollow laughter and sighs.
Do Ha-jun, the architect of this disaster, was hiding behind Bang Eun-ji to evade the blame. Ji-su’s jaw tightened as she spoke.
“Do Ha-jun. We agreed—we discussed this thoroughly and decided not to go through with it.”
“But the cost performance ratio was really—”
“That money is practically our entire budget. And it wasn’t even good value for the price.”
Ji-su’s lips trembled as she bit back her frustration.
I stayed silent and watched the situation unfold.
Hold on. Ji-su’s the vice president. This isn’t my place to step in.
I told myself that even this conflict would make a good anecdote for my application essay later.
“Even if you couldn’t tell the others, you should have told me first, as vice president…….”
Ji-su, who was normally so kind, had never spoken so sharply before. But Do Ha-jun showed no sign of reflection—he just pouted and pretended not to listen, until—
“Do Ha-jun, are you listening?”
“What?”
“What?”
“Did I do this on purpose? I was trying to do a good job. I’m the victim here—why are you coming at the victim?”
“…….”
“You’re all mad? Well, I’m mad too. Look, you can say what you want, but I’m a lot more upset than you lot sitting around playing mute. Do you really think it’s right to gang up on someone over a mistake? Right now?”
“That’s not—”
“Oh, come on—you all make mistakes too, don’t you? Do this wrong twice and you’ll kill someone. Fine, should I just quit the theater club? You want me to go up to the rooftop and write a suicide note about how it’s your fault? Will that make you happy?”
Hold. On.
“What are you saying? You screwed up—do you have any idea what you’re talking about? Have you even apologized to us?”
“Oh, yeah, yeah—I was wondering when an apology would come up. So since you’ve got nothing else, you’re going to nitpick my words, huh? I’m sooooo sorry~”
“…….”
“We good now?”
I can’t take this anymore.
Does anyone think I should just sit here and take it?
Hold on, let’s continue on the next page.
Bang!
Phew~
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