1st in Class Hides Regression - Chapter 72

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Ranked 1st in School Hides Her Regression
Episode 72
“The top two students in the entire school are both girls. How is that even possible?”
“Do Ha-jun’s Mother, perhaps we should—”
“We need to separate boys’ and girls’ scores and rank them differently. Girls at this age are all cunning—how are the boys supposed to compete?”
“Exactly! My son is big, but he’s such a gentle kid…….”
Seo Jae-gyeom, cradling a basketball under his arm, turned to glance at me.
“Did that ajumma just call us idiots?”
“She called you an idiot. I’m a girl, so I got a pass.”
I poked my head out past the stairwell and peered down.
The Homeroom Teacher was wiping his brow, guiding our class’s parents through the school. At the back, Jang Ji-won had linked arms with some woman.
Probably Jang Ji-won’s mother-in-law.
She’d rushed over in a panic, thinking her son had caused trouble, but now that she’d realized her mistake, her face was slack with bewilderment.
‘Don’t worry, ma’am. Your son actually did cause trouble.’
Let Jang Ji-won stay attached to her for now.
“The woman who just lumped all the boys together and called them idiots—that’s Do Ha-jun’s Mother.”
I could spot her instantly by the tennis skirt, identical to the one from before the Regression. Next to her was Do Ha-jun’s Father, presumably. Both parents showing up—the boy must be very well loved.
But who was Park Soo-hwan’s father?
“Why are you spying on them anyway?”
“Aren’t you supposed to be at basketball practice?”
“Yeah, but this looks way more fun.”
Sigh.
“Then duck down a little.”
Your mother sees you here and everything goes to hell.
I pressed down on Seo Jae-gyeom’s head to hide him and squinted down at the floor below. My Cellphone fed me a real-time play-by-play of the Classroom situation from friends upstairs.
Twenty minutes before lunch period ended.
I tumbled forward as the cluster of parents and the Homeroom Teacher were about to enter the Teacher’s Office.
“Kang Da-hye! Perfect timing—come say hello. This is our class president….”
“It’s an emergency!”
“What?”
“The Classroom Television fell down! Do Ha-jun got crushed under it!”
“What?!”
“What?!”
“Where, where!”
I herded the panicked parents up to the fourth floor where the Classroom was, Do Ha-jun’s Mother at the front.
Seo Jae-gyeom beside me dropped his jaw in confusion.
“What…?”
“What else? It’s a lie. Come on, follow me.”
When we arrived at the Classroom, a fight was already underway.
“That’s why I’m telling you—don’t call her noona!”
“What are you talking about? I only called her that because she seemed mature?”
“Stop lying! That’s gross!”
“It’s not, it’s not! Yoo Jin-ha, what do you think ‘noona’ means?”
“You’re trying to make fun of her by giving her the same name as that weird girl!”
“What weird girl? I have no idea~ But Yoo Jin-ha, how would you even know that?”
“Maybe you watched the weird video~”
The pent-up frustration my friends had been holding in for days exploded now that the big moment was close.
But when we got upstairs, there was no fallen Television—just a girl and a boy bickering while the parents stood bewildered.
“Ha-jun!”
“Huh? Mom?”
Do Ha-jun, who’d been grinning peacefully, widened his eyes when his Mother burst through the front door.
“Oh, Mom! Your clothes—what is that….”
This was it.
I pressed the Remote Control in my hand and turned on the Television.
I unmuted the silent video the boys had queued up and cranked the volume to maximum.
The screen on the Television hung from the ceiling filled at once—connected to a computer.
Before anyone’s eyes could even register a woman doing some bizarre dance on the screen, the sound burst through the Classroom like a gunshot.
The parents who’d rushed in, the Homeroom Teacher, other students passing in the Hallway—
They all froze with their eyes bulging wide, locked onto the Television.
I smiled sweetly at Park Soo-hwan’s group, their faces drained of all color as they stared back at the screen.
Good afternoon, parents visiting Go Go Go High School.
I’d like to introduce the boys in Year 2, Class 2—so gentle-natured that we have to separate and tally their grades apart from the girls’.
“Well, boys will be boys….”
“They’re at that age when curiosity gets the better of them…….”
“It’s not like they directly harassed a girl in the same class. They just watched some BJ videos among themselves—what’s the big deal…….”
“Honestly, I find it creepy how cunning that class president girl is, lying to us and dragging us all here.”
“If you have complaints about your friends, you should talk it out nicely and kindly, not make a huge scene by bringing parents and shaming your friends. Aren’t those girls more of a problem….”
I’m losing my mind.
Do you really, genuinely believe that?
So Park Soo-hwan and Do Ha-jun watching it in class makes them victims, but we’re the problem for reporting them and exposing them?
Friends?
They stopped treating us like friends first, didn’t they?
By now, our classroom had filled with teachers and parents from other classes, along with their kids. We’d somehow become the hottest issue-makers in Go Go Go High School.
I’m so hot right now. I should debut instead of Jung Eun-seong.
“See? This is how these girls crush our sons’ spirits!”
I watched Do Ha-jun’s Mother pointing accusingly at me, my expression blank.
While Do Ha-jun’s Mother was making a scene, Do Ha-jun’s Father remained unmoved. If anything, he seemed embarrassed by the whole situation and had quietly slipped to the back. At a glance, you couldn’t even tell he was Do Ha-jun’s father.
“They treated us the same as those girls on TV?! They called us ‘apple juice’ and ‘sister’!”
“No, that was just because it sounded mature, that’s all.”
Yang Yeon-hee sure has a vivid imagination.
Emboldened by parents who were more sympathetic than expected, Park Soo-hwan smirked. Behind him, Do Ha-jun and Jang Ji-won’s husband snickered.
On the faces of Park Soo-hwan’s group, held high with confidence, there was no trace of the embarrassment or shame you’d expect from being caught doing that in class.
“Yang Yeon-hee, honestly, even if you danced for free, nobody would watch. That’s a fact.”
“If what you’re saying is true, shouldn’t you be thanking us instead? We said you looked like a pretty older sister.”
“Only kids with real worries would kick up such a fuss. All the girls in our class should just relax.”
“Ha. Park Soo-hwan’s a real clown.”
I just want to beat them all up and wrap this up at chapter 72.
“Those insane bastards….”
I stopped Seo Jae-gyeom from stepping in.
“Stay out of it.”
This is our fight. We’re handling it.
I caught Ga-eun’s eye. At the signal, she glanced around the chaotic classroom once more.
Peep!
She blew the whistle.
‘That whistle’s pretty useful.’
The sharp blast of the whistle, loaded with authority, silenced the room.
“Now, wait—!”
Peep!
“I was just—!”
Peep!
Ga-eun, silencing the excited Do Ha-jun’s Mother with the whistle, spoke up.
“So it’s fine because they didn’t harass a girl in the same class? Whether watching that kind of video in a classroom full of kids counts as harassment is beside the point—but isn’t this harassment too?”
And what Ga-eun pulled out was
screenshots of the group chat between Park Soo-hwan and seven others.
Our final killing blow.
‘In the future I came from, sexual harassment in college group chats was pretty common.’
Those guys didn’t just materialize out of nowhere from the sky. There’s no way the signs weren’t there back in high school.
That’s why I’d been watching for a chance to peek at the messages they exchanged.
By a stroke of luck, after Multimedia Room class ended, Jang Ji-won’s husband left the computer on without shutting it down. He’d left the PC version of KakaoTalk logged in too.
Do you remember what Do Ha-jun did last year?
Number 1: Woo Do-yeon. Number 2: Han Ji-su. That popularity poll about the girls?
‘They couldn’t break their old habits and rated our classmates by appearance after all.’
Based on the BJs they liked to watch—who measured up, who didn’t.
From here to here is datable. From here onward, they’re so ugly it’s impossible to even exchange words once every three days.
Do Ha-jun, Park Soo-hwan, Jang Ji-won’s husband…… Eight boys in total were in there.
We have sixteen boys in our class. Half of them were.
At first, the friends wanted to print it out and post it on the bulletin board. Just like the midterm rankings that went up before, they wanted to post ours the same way so the whole school would see.
I was the one who talked them out of it.
‘If you put it up, the kids won’t pay attention to what the boys did—they’ll pay attention to us instead. They’ll just keep asking, “So who’s number what?” in that tone.’
Punishing the boys would take a back seat. After everyone finishes reading it excitedly, they’ll just give the perpetrators a light ‘that’s really messed up’ and call it a day.
‘If things don’t work out, we can go public then. For now, let’s just show the adults.’
It won’t have the same impact as revealing it to the entire student body, but keeping our friends out of the spotlight matters more than that.
As expected, the Homeroom Teacher and the adults went pale the moment they saw the KakaoTalk screenshots.
“Yes, this is irrefutable evidence of sexual harassment.”
“What on earth is all this!”
The Vice Principal and Grade Director came rushing in after hearing the news.
“Teacher Seo! Turn off that screen first!”
“Yes, yes!”
The flustered Homeroom Teacher scrambled toward the PC.
As the woman with her hand on her hip stopped the video player, a folder containing multiple video files appeared on the screen.
Just looking at the thumbnails made it clear there were several appalling videos.
Everyone who read the filenames held their breath.
-Kang Da-hye calling me “oppa” and making a face lol
-Woo Do-yeon dancing for ten thousand won
-The day Yang Yeon-hee really looked like her sister
The filenames revealed exactly who they’d been imagining while watching those BJ videos.

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