I'm a C-Class, but All the S-Classes Are Obsessed with Me - Chapter 17

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Episode 17
The silence that had lingered among the new students shattered in an instant, replaced by murmuring that rippled through the group.
Moreover, the instructor’s voice as he called out their names was completely different from moments before.
‘What’s with all the sudden pleasantness?’
It wasn’t just me who sensed it—the whispers drifting from around me carried a hint of quiet resentment.
“Everyone, please settle down. If this continues, today’s lesson will be replaced with different Physical Training.”
At that rather chilling remark, everyone’s mouths snapped shut as if they’d never opened at all.
“It’s a decision based on efficiency. In exchange, the two of you will serve as Assistant Instructors today, observing the posture and form of the other new students.”
Assistant Instructor? Really?
Even if that’s the case, they’re still classmates……, and on top of that, he’s using formal language openly.
I scanned the crowd of Support Class Hunters to find whoever would be standing there in bewilderment.
It didn’t take long.
He stood out all the more for being so dark.
I was slightly curious about what reaction Seo Do-hyuk might be showing to the instructor’s words, but the distance between us prevented me from making out his expression.
Following the subsequent directive, I shook off any lingering hesitation and headed toward the Armory assigned to each class.
[ The Guardian of Taewon complains that there’s no way you could do anything with such toys that children wouldn’t even use, and swears to seize a weapon befitting your rank right this instant. ]
Huh? Seize?
I picked up what looked like a practice bow and examined it while voicing my confusion.
‘Wait, if that’s the case, then where did those other weapons come from when the Guardian handed them to other classes before?’
Can a Constellation even do that?
[ The Guardian of Taewon quietly takes a seat and begins counting the thorns drawn on the rose vine decorating the teapot. ]
Well, I suppose that happened so long ago it doesn’t matter. But why have you never shown me a bow before……?
Even though the weapon I was holding was supposedly a practice bow, its texture was quite rough.
When I drew the string slightly, both the weight and tension seemed little different from what I’d briefly held during the Physical Training test on orientation day.
‘Let’s just go with this one.’
I touched the other bows hanging in sequence, but they all seemed similar, so I eventually took the first one I’d chosen and headed to my designated position.
The students on either side of me were already busy taking their stances.
I could see Baek Seon-u watching over them, wearing the title of ‘Assistant Instructor’ for the day.
‘He’s definitely enjoying this.’
His face had relaxed considerably, and he wore a harmless smile that was drawing the eyes of several students.
I shook my head slightly and turned my gaze toward the Target.
That was when I caught sight of Seo Do-hyuk standing in another section.
‘What’s he holding?’
I drew the string slightly as if I were warming up, fixing my gaze on him. As I squinted in concentration, the shape of what he held came into focus.
[ The Guardian of Taewon remarks that another Awakener would have suited any other Constellation, and observes the other Awakener with narrowed eyes. ]
Unlike Baek Seon-u, Seo Do-hyuk wasn’t so much instructing anyone as he was examining a Short Sword from different angles, turning it over in his hands.
Most Support Class Hunters would find it awkward to hold something directly in their hands…….
‘Has he received separate training before?’
He spun the Short Sword lightly with practiced ease, then adjusted his grip so the blade pointed downward.
‘Yeah, a Dealer really does suit him better.’
Of course, I knew you shouldn’t judge by appearance alone, but I suspected most people here shared my impression.
‘……Get it together.’
This isn’t the time to be staring at him.
I withdrew my lingering gaze from him and redirected my attention to the bow in my hands.
First, I had to manage this toy-like thing.
I nocked an Arrow and slowly drew the string. At that moment, a sharp, grating, and ominous sound escaped it.
[ The Guardian of Taewon urgently advises that unless you want to catch the attention of the perceptive other Awakener, you’ll need careful control of your strength. ]
‘Absolutely go easy.’
Heeding the Guardian’s warning, I held my breath and tried to relax the tension throughout my body.
‘Is this about right?’
With my awkward posture, I eagerly released the string, and the Arrow traced neither an arc nor any proper trajectory, simply dropping at my feet with a soft thud.
…….
[ The Guardian of Taewon protests that surely this isn’t it either, and suggests you’d be better off gripping the Arrow with your hand and driving it into the Target directly. ]
Really? Shouldn’t you be encouraging me to try again, saying it’s fine even like this?
[ The Guardian of Taewon covers their mouth with their hand, saying their true thoughts came out backwards, and adds that their contractor will ultimately succeed. ]
……That’s basically giving poison and then the antidote.
Watching the Guardian’s mocking System window, I continued attempting, but for all too obvious reasons, I was merely repeating meaningless motions. Even though I was clearly controlling my strength, the result remained exactly the same every time.
I’d lost count of which Arrow this was when I was about to nock it to the string again.
“I knew this would happen.”
An unwelcome voice reached me from behind.
Rather than waste time looking back, I drew the bowstring taut with the resolve to shoot one more arrow, fixing my gaze straight ahead.
‘Huh, not bad this time.’
Unlike before, I felt a decent touch to the shot, but then—snap—as soon as I released, the result was no different from the previous attempts.
“Damn it.”
At least if it fell midway through its flight, I could accept that.
Before being a Hunter, I was still human, so frustration was inevitable.
And the moment I sensed the presence of someone who had taken a spot beside me, the heat rose even more intensely.
‘What am I doing to my pride.’
I exhaled deeply and reached for the next arrow. Then Baek Seon-u, who had taken a step closer, spoke in a low voice.
“Honestly, I had my doubts.”
He’d left so seriously just moments ago, and now he was approaching with that smile again—something felt decidedly off about it.
What exactly was he scheming?
“About what?”
I responded without even glancing toward where Baek Seon-u stood, then took my stance again and fixed my gaze on the target in the distance.
“I wondered if you were acting.”
Squeak—
The moment I failed to control my grip strength, that grating sound escaped again.
Without thinking, I twisted my body in that same posture, and at the same instant, Baek Seon-u stepped back.
“Wait, hold on. I’m truly sorry.”
Baek Seon-u raised both his hands beside his head, his smile easy and casual.
Anyone watching would think I was holding a gun.
Even though it was clearly my mistake, I pretended otherwise and opened my mouth while keeping the bow trained on him.
“Sorry for what?”
“For leaving like that earlier.”
“What did you mean by that just now?”
“First, put that down and I’ll tell you.”
I didn’t trust him one bit, but I loosened the bowstring that had been drawn so taut it seemed ready to snap and slowly lowered my arms.
Baek Seon-u then exhaled heavily and brushed the hair that had been partially covering his eyelids up and back.
“I’ve been thinking it over carefully.”
“And?”
Rather than continue speaking, Baek Seon-u’s mouth curved upward slightly in response to my question.
Just as I was wondering what he was plotting now, he suddenly closed the distance and pressed himself flush against my back.
In that confined space, his approach came faster than I could dodge.
Large hands then seized both my shoulders. I reflexively twisted to break free, but instead felt a steady, downward pressure that made it difficult to escape.
“What are you—”
“We’re in the middle of practice.”
“What does that have to do with what’s happening right now?”
“I’m too noticeable.”
At Baek Seon-u’s quiet words, I rolled my eyes and scanned the surroundings.
Only then did I notice several gazes directed toward us in my field of vision.
No matter what, I had zero interest in drawing attention.
Especially not from being tangled up with an S-rank who shone so brightly on the surface.
“You’re really going to do this?”
Just as I was about to snap a retort in disbelief, my gaze suddenly shifted toward the target. Caught off guard, my posture had twisted, and I found myself too flustered to speak.
When I said nothing, Baek Seon-u laughed softly and drew even closer. His warm breath touching the crown of my head felt somewhat suffocating.
“Wasn’t it you who wanted to know what I suspected?”
“That’s true, but could you step back a bit to say it?”
Baek Seon-u’s chest was nearly touching my back, pressed close against it.
It was unavoidable for instruction, but having someone else’s body heat suddenly thrust against me was definitely uncomfortable.
“When I first saw you, your movements clearly showed control.”
At his sudden words, I felt tension creep into both my arms.
What good was it to be rational in your head alone.
In moments like this, the body reacted before will could intervene, and there was nothing I could do about it.
Then Baek Seon-u gently lifted my lowered left arm.
His touch was so natural that the bow I’d been holding was aimed at the target once more.
I wanted nothing more than to brush off this uncomfortable warmth immediately, but I couldn’t ignore the eyes around us.
The firm arms extended from behind my back gradually locked my posture in place.
I could feel my own body growing rigid, yet he paid it no mind and tightened his grip on the wrist he held, murmuring low.
“The stumble at the hundred-meter mark, the power you held back in the final event—”
……
“How did you become someone else in just a few hours?”
At the last breath that touched my ear, my heart dropped.
I wanted to curse back at him, but the sudden tightness in my throat made it impossible.
He was quicker at reading people than I’d expected.
Or perhaps I’d simply been careless enough to let myself be caught.
‘I have to stay calm now.’
Perhaps it would have been better to remain still. The moment I showed the slightest reaction, I’d be hopelessly exposed.
“So I thought this was my chance.”
Baek Seon-u moved his thumb slowly across the inside of my wrist, brushing past where my pulse hammered. The spot where we touched seemed to burn.
“But…….”
At Baek Seon-u’s deliberate drawl, I drew in a sharp breath.
Like the moment before releasing a bowstring, when you stop breathing for an instant to focus.
“So it was real.”
The moment his words ended, the tension in my fingertips released, and the arrow flew in a straight line with a whistle—
It was the first time the pristine target bore a mark.
C-rank, yet all the S-ranks are obsessed with me.
Episode 17
Author
| Seo Yu-yeon
Publication Date
| March 6, 2026
Publisher
| TaleSix Inc.
Illustration
| Chogeuk
Title Design
| Mallang Kongtteok
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© Seo Yu-yeon, 2026
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