I'm a C-Class, but All the S-Classes Are Obsessed with Me - Chapter 4

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Chapter 4
I turned my gaze toward him slowly at his smooth-tongued voice.
This close, his features etched themselves into my vision with startling clarity.
His height towered well past 180 centimeters, and his gentle eyes held warm brown irises; his light brown hair had a slight wave to it, and the corners of his mouth curved upward with an easy smile.
Though he seemed expressionless in his own way, his face bore that unmistakable brightness that made the word “smiling” fit perfectly.
As I found myself studying his appearance without thinking, he glanced down at me, and his eyes flashed with playful mischief.
“You did well this morning, though. Why couldn’t you use your strength just now?”
“…… That’s none of your concern.”
“Ah, that hurts when you respond like that.”
He grabbed at the fabric of his shirt near his heart, letting his eyebrows furrow weakly as if to show he was wounded.
I offered no further reply and stepped past him.
Or rather, I tried to.
“Don’t you think we’d be a good match?”
If only he hadn’t stepped directly into my path and blocked my way.
I met his gaze with an impassive stare.
No matter what happened this morning, the assessment of a “good match” didn’t apply. It had been too brief a combat to even deserve being called a coordination—barely long enough to matter.
So he and I would definitely not get along well.
“Ah—”
“Ah, I’m excited.”
“…… Pardon?”
“It’s been a while since I’ve had a chance like this. Feels like I’m back in the old days.”
What is he talking about.
I answered with a frown instead of words as he spouted incomprehensibilities. His demeanor suddenly turned serious.
“Baek Seon-woo. I’m twenty-five. And you are?”
God, couldn’t he just let me go.
Others were already moving on to the next venue, but we remained standing in front of the Gymnasium.
[ The Guardian of Tae Won strikes the armrest of his chair forcefully with his fist, demanding to know what that bastard thinks he’s doing with his contractor. ]
Though, to be fair, he simply seemed to want an introduction.
Still, I couldn’t understand it—this dangerous feeling that suggested I shouldn’t get any further entangled with him.
I chose silence.
Yet to simply walk away now would be unthinkable in the Eastern Land of Courtesy, so I offered at least a polite nod before shifting past him. The moment I did, he let out a short laugh.
“Tell me next time for sure.”
With that single remark left hanging at my back, he swept past me with his long legs in quick strides.
My feet seemed rooted to the ground as I watched his broad figure receding into the distance.
What should I even say about this.
It wasn’t exactly dislike…
just something felt off.
A distinctly uncomfortable sensation had taken hold of me.
* * *
Evening had fallen before the orientation finally drew near its end.
Following the guide into the Central Courtyard within the Academy, I found several booths set up beneath white tents—when they’d been installed, I couldn’t say.
With crowds of people pressing in, it looked like one of those university freshman festivals I’d experienced years ago.
‘I’m going to need to take a taxi home.’
There was no physical strain to speak of, but mentally it was another story.
Seeing lines stretch on this long, I wanted to simply pass out and wake up later.
While I was gazing off into the distance and stifling a long yawn, someone tapped my shoulder lightly from behind.
I glanced backward, but my view caught only the other person’s shoulder, so I had to turn my body more than halfway to see who it was.
“…… Ah.”
Why was he doing this.
“Waiting in line alone gets boring, so I thought I’d join you.”
The words “What do you want me to do about it” rose to the tip of my tongue, but I only gave him a sideways glance before turning back to face forward.
Then a soft voice settled into one ear.
“Time passes faster when you’re with someone, so I waited.”
In that instant, I was startled enough that I almost raised my hand to cover my ear.
[ The Guardian of Tae Won insists that this is definitely some kind of move, and the intent is unmistakable. ]
[ The Guardian of Tae Won adds that judging by his manner of speaking, he is absolutely not someone to be underestimated. ]
Honestly, it seemed less like a move and more like… perhaps my ears just happened to be there.
Yet the moment I became aware that Baek Seon-woo was standing directly behind me, the air grew awkward.
Of course, it was only me feeling that way, but there was something distinctly suspicious about how he had fallen silent.
There was no way I could turn around just because of something so trivial.
Ignoring the indefinable discomfort, I was grateful when time simply slipped away quietly.
I kept moving forward with the industrious queue.
“But then—”
“Ack!”
God, you scared me.
My body jolted at the sudden low voice that reached my ears. I’d let my guard down and paid the price for it.
I covered my ear with my palm and turned to face him.
“What on earth are you doing?”
“…I wasn’t trying to startle you. I’m sorry.”
“No, that’s not it.”
Sigh.
I barely managed to swallow a breath of exasperation.
Baek Seon-woo’s expression hardened—that was the only word for it—as though he hadn’t anticipated such a reaction.
‘Why do I suddenly feel bad?’
Could this have been the reaction he was going for all along?
“So what were you trying to tell me? It’ll be my turn soon.”
The line had already grown noticeably shorter—now only Long-Range Dealers and close-combat fighters remained. When I glanced across, the Support Class booths were nearly finished, with only a handful left.
“You really won’t tell me your name?”
In that moment, I remembered what Baek Seon-woo had said to me outside the Gymnasium.
“Next time, you’ll have to tell me.”
[ The Guardian of Tae Won reminds you that the other Awakener is not someone to be taken lightly, and begins searching for an object the contractor could throw instead. ]
Even now, the people in front of me were disappearing one by one. By the time my turn came, Baek Seon-woo, standing directly behind me, would naturally learn my information anyway—I didn’t understand what the rush was about.
I was just about to speak my mind when—
“I’d like to hear it directly from you.”
“…”
“Is that not allowed?”
He’d stolen my chance to respond first. At the same time, my eyes met those of the woman standing behind him. Her frown deepened the moment she saw me—a clear sign to keep it down.
Right, no matter how quietly we spoke, there was no way she wouldn’t hear us.
I finally gestured to Baek Seon-woo. His expression softened slightly, and then he brought his ear down close to my lips.
After that, I whispered as quietly as I could.
“Ju Ha-ryeong, twenty-five. Satisfied?”
Baek Seon-woo let out a brief exclamation, straightened his posture, and gave a small nod.
“Next student!”
At the immediate call, I moved forward without hesitation.
“Ju Ha-ryeong, C-rank, Combat Class, Warrior category. That’s correct, yes?”
“Yes.”
“Please sign your name here and wear your Name Badge until school ends today.”
The woman sitting in the booth spoke quickly and handed me a small object.
My spot was immediately taken by Baek Seon-woo, and I heard the same confirmation process unfold quietly.
And in that moment, I felt several gazes bore into the back of my head.
‘Could I be the only C-rank?’
Though the acceptance cutoff line did reach C-rank.
Since my father had told me nothing about the new students, I couldn’t help but feel cautious.
I stared down at the pristine Name Badge.
「C Ju Ha-ryeong」
The engraved letters on the silver backing touched my thumb roughly.
Honestly, I’m not sure if this is the right thing to be doing. Yet as I steeled myself regardless, I’d somehow already reached the School Gate.
Just a few more steps and I’d be out…
“Wait…!”
God.
Maybe this was some highly orchestrated strategy to torment me. Whether intentional or not, the sound of ragged breathing from behind made my feet stop.
I twisted my body slightly. In that glimpse, I caught sight of Baek Seon-woo with his hands on both knees, his torso bent forward.
“How is walking faster than running? I can’t keep up.”
Sure enough, his breathing remained perfectly steady.
[ The Guardian of Tae Won notes that the other Awakener seems to have superior acting talents after all, and reluctantly gives a thumbs up. ]
Guardian, don’t make such admissions so easily…
I ended up standing face to face with him, my arms crossed.
A gesture telling him to get to the point quickly.
Baek Seon-woo thrust his fist forward at me, then opened his tightly clenched fingers in one swift motion.
“I wanted to show you this.”
A small object lay in the palm of his hand.
“See you the day after tomorrow.”
After that, Baek Seon-woo left with nothing but a surprisingly understated farewell.
‘What kind of person does something like that?’
In twenty-five years of living, I’d never encountered anyone quite like him.
I watched his vacant spot with a bewildered expression, shaking my head slightly.
Soon after, I left the Academy myself, and as I glanced around the area, someone suddenly caught my eye.
A man who looked stern from head to toe stood leaning against the broad wall beside the School Gate.
‘Waiting for someone, I suppose.’
Just then, our eyes met for a moment. The man gave a brief nod first, so I merely nodded back and continued on my way.
Ding!
[ The Guardian of Tae Won solemnly advises that no matter what happens ahead, you must not be swayed by a single face. ]
Really, what are you saying so suddenly?
You’ve been watching over me as your contractor for years now — there’s no way that would ever happen.
While I was responding to the Guardian, a taxi that had just arrived pulled up, and I squeezed my weary body inside.
Through the window, that man passed by, still standing in the same posture.
I thought it was quite the contrast.
Those two men I’d encountered for the first time this morning, right there at that very spot.
C-rank, yet every S-rank is obsessed with me
Chapter 4
Author
| Seo Yoo-yeon
Publication Date
| March 6, 2026
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| Talesyx Co., Ltd.
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| Chogeuk
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