1st in Class Hides Regression - Chapter 85

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Ranked 1st in School Hides Her Regression
Episode 85
Seo Jae-gyeom, holding his gym shirt, made as if to remove his top. He stopped short, but as the fabric lifted, his abdomen came into view.
That is to say, abdominal muscles.
Standing beside him, I jumped back in shock. What in the—! What is that testosterone display!
“Waaaaah!”
“Waaaaaaaaah!”
Cheers erupted like hail.
Hearing the screams—almost shrieks—Seo Jae-gyeom laughed and lowered his shirt.
Was this the confidence of a man born handsome enough to strip in front of the entire school without a shred of hesitation?!
That nothing he does could possibly displease anyone?!
Not a trace of embarrassment or shame in sight.
What’s certain is this:
Our class group chat just exploded.
And so did my brain.
Ugh… wow….
I can’t remember what I was trying to say, I can’t think, nothing makes—???
“Whoa… we’ve gone straight for the heavy hitters in the first round! I think it’s all over!”
The PE teacher standing nearby shouted into the microphone.
“How about it—wouldn’t our History teacher like to give it a shot?!”
Lee Mongyong shook his head with a laugh and on the spot handed out ice cream to the entire school. The principal started dancing.
That traitor student teacher did some magic trick, or whatever. I don’t know—I was in the Restroom at that point. Didn’t pay attention.
But even money and dancing and magic couldn’t compete with showing off one’s physique.
In fact, right after, during “bring whatever the students will love most,” Seo Jae-gyeom snatched the wooden stick from the neighboring class teacher and then, as if by accident, snapped it clean in half.
“Waaaaaaaaah!”
What is this showmanship…….
Even if an idol came to school, they wouldn’t get this kind of roar.
With Seo Jae-gyeom’s performance, our team took home victory in the themed race.
[Score Board]
Year 1: 350
Year 3: 185
The five points were for abdominal muscles.
“Kang Da-hye, who’s the most handsome in our class now?”
“Obviously Seo Jae-gyeom!”
With a proud lift of his chin, Seo Jae-gyeom came down from the platform as I enthusiastically patted his back.
You know what I mean?
When guys wear clothes and their shoulders and back are so broad that the back of the shirt pulls tight and creates several taut horizontal lines?
That’s what Seo Jae-gyeom’s back looks like right now.
Why am I mentioning it?
Because he just looks especially handsome today!
“What’s next?”
“The coeducational relay race by grade!”
“Who’s running for us?”
“Su-a and me, and the rest are from different classes.”
“The boys?”
“All from other classes.”
“But what’s he doing over there?”
As I kept patting his back, Seo Jae-gyeom pointed toward the bleachers.
Jung Eun-seong, who’d been sitting in the back, had come down to the front. He was doing Stretching, pulling one arm across his chest toward his opposite shoulder.
Cheeks flushed, Jung Eun-seong watched as Seo Jae-gyeom and I came forward, and he gritted his teeth with a sneer.
“Someone everyone would agree is handsome?”
“Hey, you were just too far away…….”
And Seo Jae-gyeom is handsome.
Anyone who denies that fact is the only person in this entire high school.
“Hmph.”
With a smug expression toward Jung Eun-seong, Seo Jae-gyeom went to drink the Ice Big Cas Cider he’d won earlier.
Unable to openly blame Seo Jae-gyeom for his victory, Jung Eun-seong childishly complained to me.
“They called for handsome people to come up, and I didn’t get picked. I can’t believe it.”
“Sure, sure.”
“Just one face to rely on, and I’m out here surviving this harsh world…….”
That much…?
“Jung Eun-seong. There can’t possibly be anyone in this world more handsome than you. You need to accept that.”
“Who? Name one person.”
…….
“There isn’t one.”
He’s unbearably full of himself.
“But why did you come down here?”
“I’m going to run too. The relay.”
“You?”
I asked, eyes lighting up.
This is perfect. He’s fast!
“Our school seems to have forgotten about my existence. I couldn’t let that stand.”
…….
Yeah, I get it.
“Good thing too. There were plenty of girls disappointed you weren’t in any events. We can just swap with someone from Class 8.”
I replied enthusiastically and brought Jung Eun-seong down to the Sports Ground.
Sure enough, the moment Jung Eun-seong appeared on the Sports Ground, absolute chaos erupted.
A Coeducational Relay Race: three boys and three girls, six runners total.
Jung Eun-seong and I were running last.
Up to that point, everything was fine.
“Nooo!”
The problem was that our Class 6 teammate fell right from the start.
She collided with a runner from the other team while turning the corner, and since she was small, she got shoved back hard. The red baton she’d been gripping tumbled away, rolling across the track.
In an instant, we’d fallen more than half a lap behind.
Su-a ran with all her might, but there was no way she could make up that gap alone.
“Wave technique activated!”
The rival team’s cheerleading captain in the opposite bleachers was waving a flag like a madman.
“Ugh!”
Now it was just Jung Eun-seong and me left!
Could the two of us really make up half a lap?!
I didn’t want to resort to such a cowardly tactic, but what choice did I have?!
“Jung Eun-seong.”
I called to him, the only one among us still composed. I tugged his arm, and he bent his head down. I glanced around at the chaos, then whispered in his ear.
“When Su-a comes in, act impatient and rush out to meet her early to take the baton.”
That way, the distance Su-a runs shrinks and the distance you run stretches. Su-a’s fast, but you’re just a bit faster than she is.
“And you, Kang Da-hye, go out and receive the baton from me, right?”
“Yeah.”
Let’s make Jung Eun-seong, the fastest among those of us left, run an extra two or three meters.
After hearing my plan, Jung Eun-seong was impressed.
“Wow… you really pull out every trick to win. That’s brilliant.”
“You’re not being sarcastic, right?”
“Not at all. Pure admiration.”
Su-a was already on her third leg, and Jung Eun-seong sized up the lead team, who was half a lap ahead.
“If I catch up to that, we’ll win?”
“Obviously.”
“Good.”
And Jung Eun-seong kept his word.
The Oscar-worthy Jung Eun-seong, fidgeting anxiously and backing up nearly three meters or more, took the baton from Su-a.
He closed the gap in an instant—the entire half lap that separated us.
“Ahhhhh!”
The moment we overtook them, the roar exploded.
“That’s insane!”
The girl from the other team cheered, forgetting she was supposed to be supporting the opposite side.
Yeah. That was insane. He really ran beautifully.
All I had to do now was not mess it up.
Mimicking Jung Eun-seong’s restless act, I made a big show of anxiety and rushed far ahead to receive the baton.
Jung Eun-seong, never slowing his pace, pressed the baton firmly into my hands.
From my peripheral vision, I caught Jung Eun-seong lifting his shirt to wipe the sweat from his forehead.
“Ahhhhhhh!”
The girls’ group chat was definitely exploding all over again.
That was definitely intentional—wiping sweat with your PE uniform like that! You were conscious of Seo Jae-gyeom!
One lap.
Two laps.
Three laps.
As I rounded the corner, gasping for breath, I caught sight of two student council members at the finish line holding a white tape stretched horizontally.
“Ahhhhh!”
Don’t slow down until the very end! I can do this, I can do this….
We won!
But—
“Ack!”
The student council members, unprepared for how hard I’d sprint to the finish, didn’t release their grip on the tape—
and my abdomen collided with the taut Tape.
Unable to overcome my momentum, I pitched forward headfirst.
Jung Eun-seong, standing beside the finish line, caught me—only to tumble down along with me.
“Ugh….”
The two of us rolled across the track, locked together.
“Mmgh….”
“Kang Da-hye, are you okay?”
“Nearly broke my neck…. We won, right?”
“Yeah.”
“Thank goodness….”
“Hey, your knees.”
Jung Eun-seong, pulling me to my feet, frowned at the sight of my legs.
The PE shorts I’d rolled up earlier because the flutter annoyed me—below them, my knees and shins were badly scraped against the ground.
Bleeding. Great.
“Da-hye!”
“Kang Da-hye! Are you alright?!”
My friends, who’d rushed down in a panic after seeing me fall, widened their eyes at the sight of my knees.
“You two, what are you doing?! If you’re going to be careless, why are you even there? There’s been an accident!”
“S-sorry….”
“Oh my, Da-hye’s knee!”
Even my Homeroom Teacher came running, a hot dog stick in her mouth.
“Let’s go to the School Infirmary.”
“I’m fine.”
“Come on, Da-hye. Go and come back. The next act is the student teachers’ talent show anyway.”
“Alright then.”
Jung Eun-seong, glancing around at the friends gathered nearby, asked a question.
“Can I take her?”
“Of course! Go ahead and take her. My knee is killing me.”
The Class 6 friend who’d been in the fall first answered readily. Jung Eun-seong, nodding, suddenly turned to the friend with a question.
“You.”line>
“Huh?”

“Didn’t you fall earlier too? Did you go to the School Infirmary?”
“W-what?!”
The Class 6 friend stammered under Jung Eun-seong’s sudden scrutiny.
“N-no! I’m fine…!”
Fidgeting, unable to even look him in the face properly.
“?”
Jung Eun-seong tilted his head curiously, then leaned forward to peer at the Class 6 friend’s face. The friend’s cheeks flushed crimson, fluttering nervously.
The Class 6 friend backpedaled, putting distance between them, waving his hand frantically.
“G-go on, hurry up and go! I’ll tell your class about it!”
He flapped his hands, ushering me out by pushing at my back.
Goodness, any longer and he’d start crying.
I hurried out of the Gymnasium with Jung Eun-seong.
[Score Sheet]
Year 1: 355
Year 2: 285

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