I'm a C-Class, but All the S-Classes Are Obsessed with Me - Chapter 32

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Episode 32
The Dormitory room felt different from the usual atmosphere, unsettled from the moment morning arrived.
It was already Friday morning, after all. Hye-rin had begun scurrying about the room preparing for External Training, and I found myself caught up in the frenzy, grabbing whatever came to hand. Then, as she was just sliding an umbrella into her bag, Hye-rin glanced back at me with a puzzled expression.
“Unnie, aren’t you bringing an umbrella?”
“An umbrella? Why?”
“The forecast showed rain for tomorrow.”
“Oh.”
At her words, my hand—still rummaging through my small suitcase—froze. I’d just realized I didn’t have a Folding Umbrella.
Bothersome. I couldn’t exactly run to a convenience store now.
‘…But then again, that rain might not even come, right?’
The thought eased something in my chest.
I’d lost count of how many times the forecast showed rain or snow, I’d brought an umbrella anyway, and the day had turned out perfectly clear. If worst came to worst, getting caught in a little rain wasn’t going to kill me.
After a final check of my things and closing my bag, I felt a brief vibration in my pocket that made my fingers twitch.
There weren’t many people who had my contact information, and one of them was in the same room anyway…….
‘Predictable.’
I glanced sideways at Hye-rin, who was still rustling around in the back. Then I sat down on the edge of the bed and pulled out my Mobile Phone.
What filled my vision was a name stored in cold, formal familiarity, followed by a brief message.
「Father: Be careful.」
“Ha.”
The short laugh escaped before I could stop it.
“What is it?” Hye-rin turned, eyeing me curiously.
I smiled and shook my head, then looked back down at the screen.
[ The Guardian of Taewon narrows his eyes in disappointment, noting that after all these years of watching, that is all he can manage to say. ]
My thoughts exactly.
He could’ve at least expanded it to “Come back safely” or something, couldn’t he?
Though even then, it wouldn’t really feel like genuine concern.
I scrolled through earlier messages with a muttered complaint, my thumb moving across the screen.
But they were all the same—identical, clipped phrases. Irritated, I turned the phone off.
That this was all he’d sent since morning was pathetic. I’d rather get spam. And his number being so pristine didn’t help either.
“Oh, I hope we end up on the same team.”
A thin voice cut through my thoughts. I looked up to see Hye-rin holding a bag that hung heavy at her side.
But the thing was swollen—packed so full that it looked like nothing else could fit. Just from the sheer bulk of it, I could tell it would strain her shoulders.
‘What on earth did she put in there……?’
Surely she didn’t forget this was only a one-night trip?
Curious about what was inside, I called out to her gently.
“Hye-rin.”
“Mm?”
“You didn’t pack anything weird, did you?”
“Training clothes, pajamas, a hair straightener, a hair dryer, and… oh! I forgot my toiletry pouch.”
As she counted off on her fingers, a laugh bubbled up despite myself.
How could someone with such a cute, round face dispense nagging like they’d lived for decades?
[ The Guardian of Taewon shudders slightly, conceding that the title of eldest daughter of House K is indeed not to be underestimated. ]
That seemed about right. When I’d first met Hye-rin, she’d mentioned having a sister five years her junior.
‘That explains the different vibe.’
Made sense. I nodded to myself.
“Unnie! Assembly in ten……!”
“Let’s go.”
At Hye-rin’s urgent call, I jumped to my feet.
Time had gotten away from me. If I didn’t hurry downstairs, the instructor would chew me out first thing.
‘Why is it always this frantic?’
I grabbed my small suitcase and hurried after Hye-rin, who was already out the door.
Even though I’d woken earlier than usual to help with the dorm supervisor’s office cleaning, somehow there was never any time to spare at the end.
[ The Guardian of Taewon’s eyes sparkle as he suggests you consider practicing the Miracle Morning together with other Awakeners. ]
Not a chance.
Not after the nightmare I’d endured days ago—now that trumpet call echoed in my ears like a constant ringing.
Besides, it had long since crossed the line from awkward into something else entirely.
Ever since that day, whenever Cha Yu-hyeon and I had passed each other in the hallway or the cafeteria, we’d acted like complete strangers—no hesitation, not even a tenth of a second—and simply brushed past each other.
‘Anyone watching would think we were enemies… which might not be wrong.’
If Cha Yu-hyeon hadn’t only told the dorm supervisor that I’d said I couldn’t do it and let him do it instead—if he’d added anything more—I probably wouldn’t have gotten off with just a month’s punishment.

‘So who told them to speak like that?’
Wait, no—I’d flared up and left first, that much is true, but I never actually said I couldn’t do it.
‘God, seriously……!’
It was just as I was running my fingers roughly through my hair in frustration, heading toward the Central Courtyard.
“You there, new recruit! Move it, move it!”
A sharp voice rang out from ahead, loud as if someone were shouting with diaphragmatic breathing.
By the formation, it looked like the A Class instructor.
‘That tone of voice—totally by the book.’
This was the first time I’d heard it in person. Is Cha Yu-hyeon going to sound like that later on?
Once I realized which recruit was being called out, I quickly sprinted toward the already-formed line.
[ The Guardian of Taewon finds themselves at a loss for words in shock, hands covering their mouth. ]
Huh? What could be shocking about anything here?
They seemed to have seen something startling, but my eyes caught nothing. I was curious, certainly, but this wasn’t the time—so I could only feel a twinge of disappointment.
Not long after I joined the line, the instructor—confirmed to be A Class’s handler—gave a brief explanation about the move to the External Training site.
Even so, the system window remained silent. What on earth had warranted such a fuss?
‘What’s going on now.’
The Guardian really does act on a whim about everything.
On top of that, Baek Seon-woo was quiet today too. We’d exchanged greetings earlier when he was already boarding the bus, but that was all.
‘Actually, I don’t mind.’
I never thought I’d be so grateful for the peace and quiet around me.
After stowing my suitcase in the luggage rack and boarding nearly last, I stood in the aisle for a moment, surveying the seats. Nearly all of them were already filled with pairs.
‘Let’s see……, where do I sit.’
Why did every single trip always turn into a seating problem for me?
“Move over, would you?”
At that moment, a sharp voice came from behind me. When I twisted my body slightly, an annoying face immediately came into view.
“Move. Don’t block me.”
“…….”
“Are you deaf.”
Should I hit her?
I’d already pressed my back flat against the seat to make room, but Park Si-eun brushed past me without hesitation. Thanks to her, I found myself on the receiving end of uncomfortable stares from the students sitting nearby.
“We’ll be departing shortly. Please take your seats and fasten your seatbelts.”
Still standing in the aisle, I heard the driver’s words from the front, and my eyes began darting about urgently again.
‘The back row’s way too scary.’
I’d have to avoid the very back seat.
My eyes met, in turn, with Seo Do-hyeok and Baek Seon-woo, each occupying a window seat on opposite sides, and then with Im Ji-an, sitting next to Baek Seon-woo.
‘Of course, there’s no reason to avoid Ji-an either…….’
But by that logic, there was only one empty seat left.
“Ugh, seriously.”
Of all places, it had to be next to Park Si-eun.
I was annoyed too, but when she shot me a brief glare—apparently as unenthusiastic about this as I was—Park Si-eun yanked her gym bag off the chair beside her and pulled it away.
“I’ll just sit down.”
“Sit if you’re going to sit. Quit running your mouth.”
Seriously, how am I supposed to deal with her attitude? Still, since she’d made room, I decided to let it go.
I barely managed to keep my composure as I dropped into the seat.
As the bus pulled away, the interior gradually filled with noise.
‘This feels like a school field trip.’
Actually, I was a little excited. Even though I knew this wasn’t a leisure trip.
It wasn’t just me, apparently—several students pulled out snacks they’d brought and shared them with the people across the aisle.
Though a warm, lively atmosphere spread through the bus, my seat was the exception.
“What are you staring at.”
Wasn’t that overthinking it? My gaze had just drifted naturally toward the window, but Park Si-eun let out a sharp murmur as if talking to herself.
Ding!
[ The Guardian of Taewon returns limply to their seat and lets out a long sigh. ]
Wait, where were you, and you’re only just coming back now? Do you have any idea how long I’ve been waiting for you?
The system window was so welcome in this moment that I nearly answered out loud.
[ The Guardian of Taewon’s eyes light up at this possessive reaction from the Contractor—their first—but then they pause, clutch their stomach, and suddenly dash off urgently in some direction. ]
What? Do Celestial Beings get food poisoning too? I’d never seen a message like that before.
So I kept calling out, trying to show genuine devotion, but there was no response.
‘Well, this is the one who’s always eating desserts, so it’d be weird if they didn’t get sick.’
For some reason, the suffering the Guardian was likely enduring felt inevitable to me, so I almost burst out laughing—though I felt a little sorry for them.
After that, I spent a while staring mindlessly at my phone until I realized the bus had already left the National Road far behind and was cruising well into the Expressway. Park Si-eun had already fallen asleep, her head bumping against the window at regular intervals.
At least it gave me a clear view of the outside.
‘What’s with the weather?’
The sky that had been clear when we left was now being swallowed by dark clouds. It really did look like rain was coming. I found myself regretting that I hadn’t brought an umbrella, just like Hye-rin had suggested.
‘Well, there’s bound to be a convenience store near the Resort.’
Whoever arranged this place wouldn’t leave us without one.
Thinking that easily enough, I turned my gaze back inside the bus and felt something off. Now that I noticed it, the chatter that had filled the bus earlier had almost completely died away.
‘……There’s nothing to do.’
Except sleep.
My phone was little more than a clock to me, and I’d never been one for books. In the end, I leaned back against the seat rest and closed my eyes.
That was when my consciousness was just beginning to drift away.
Screeeech―!
The entire bus lurched violently.
C-Rank, yet all the S-Ranks are obsessed with me
Chapter 32
Author
| Seo Yu-yeon
Published
| March 6, 2026
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| TaleSix Corporation
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| Mallang Kongtteok
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