I'm a C-Class, but All the S-Classes Are Obsessed with Me - Chapter 44

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Episode 44
For some reason, I had the strange illusion that Cha Yu-hyeon’s lips were quirking upward.
Was it because of that reaction Jung I-seul had shown just moments ago?
“When do you have time?”
“Suddenly?”
Why suddenly ask about time? Was he really trying to set aside time to tell me something? In truth, I hadn’t asked out of genuine curiosity, so the question sat poorly with me.
“You seem curious about it.”
“I’m not curious.”
“You’ll regret it.”
Ugh, that word again—regret.
In my inexplicable frustration, just as I was about to look away from Cha Yu-hyeon, I became certain that the smile I’d glimpsed at his lips moments before was no illusion.
“The Dormitory Supervisor’s Office needs cleaning.”
Cha Yu-hyeon’s lips instantly captivated my attention.
“I’ll take responsibility and clear it for you.”
Unable to resist that seductive remark, I found myself responding with a subtle smile.
“Do you happen to like ramen?”
* * *
The April spring rain poured down like a midsummer downpour.
Having forgotten to bring an umbrella, I stood dazed, gripping my small suitcase as I stared at the curtain of rain.
“Did you send us out as advance scouts just for this? Pushing inexperienced people forward and then calling it a Setting Error—isn’t that terribly irresponsible?”
Seo Do-hyeok’s words kept echoing in my ears.
Even someone as reserved with emotion as he was had stepped forward for the first time then, raising his voice in protest.
“We’ll investigate thoroughly and promise to prevent this from happening again, so please trust us and follow along, yes?”
After the instructor’s parting words—the crowning touch to the whole affair—Seo Do-hyeok let out a hollow laugh and fell silent. He simply trembled, his fists clenched, his head bowed.
When his eyes finally met mine, he furrowed his brow with deliberate harshness. That gaze, sharp as a blade, was genuinely piercing. No matter how I tried to gauge the reason, my head only throbbed with pain.
Just as it did now, when no reason came to mind.
“Sigh.”
Dwelling on the past, my head drooped weakly.
‘Still, I’m most worried about Kang Hye-rin.’
I hope she doesn’t suffer any aftereffects.
Thanks to Jung I-seul, she’d regained consciousness shortly after, but still so drained that she’d needed Cha Yu-hyeon’s help to board the bus first.
‘So I’ve definitely incurred another debt now.’
He’d accepted my request to watch over her until we arrived without a word of complaint.
‘Ah, I give up.’
I habitually ruffled the back of my hair and positioned myself to dash toward the bus.
Just as I was about to step outside.
“Ha-ryeong, give me a hand.”
A clear, fresh voice accompanied one arm settling heavily across my shoulders.
‘When did he get here?’
I hadn’t noticed a sound.
My eyes immediately dropped from the person’s face to below—to his ankles.
‘Why doesn’t he just ask a healer from another class?’
This guy’s stubborness is something else, I swear.
Seeing the bandage wrapped there, I couldn’t help but let out an exasperated comment.
“You’re insane.”
“Don’t press on it this time. It really hurts.”
I barely held back a sigh before wrapping my arm around Baek Seon-u’s waist. With my other hand gripping the arm he’d draped across my shoulder, we were finally able to move forward slowly.
Of course, I benefited too.
Thanks to the umbrella Baek Seon-u was holding, I managed to avoid another disaster of soaked clothes.
“Why did you have to rush in like that?”
“Who could’ve known you’d end up carrying Kang Hye-rin?”
“You really didn’t know?”
“She’s just so tiny.”
“Never mention that in front of Hye-rin.”
I said it with genuine seriousness, but Baek Seon-u laughed shortly, as if I’d made some joke.
After that, only the sharp sound of rain hammering the umbrella continued.
‘It must hurt quite a bit.’
What exactly had crushed him to make him limp like that?
There was a reason why Baek Seon-u had barely shown himself until the Boss Clear.
Knowing that our team had already reached the 2nd Floor, he apparently rushed in at the moment the Terrace began to collapse. When he saw me holding Kang Hye-rin, he hesitated—and that’s when his foot got caught under the rubble, or something like that.
Anyway, I couldn’t believe there was another person this stubborn in the world.
So I broke the silence first.
“Baek Seon-u.”
“Hmm?”
“Is there anything you want? Something like that?”
“I’m tired of hearing that.”
……What kind of reaction was that?
Usually, that’s when someone says something like “I haven’t heard that since elementary school.” But since I was the one asking and found myself caught off guard, I glanced at his profile and parted my lips.
Seeing him grin like an idiot, it seemed I’d asked the question for nothing.
“Well, actually there is something.”
Perhaps sensing my gaze, Baek Seon-u spoke with shameless confidence and came to a stop.
Our eyes met in the empty air—his brown irises finding mine.
‘This feels wrong.’
Had I really asked for nothing?
Whatever he was thinking, Baek Seon-u’s lips didn’t curve downward. As I waited silently, listening to the heavy rain, his mouth finally opened.
“What do I do, Ha-ryeong?”
“Do about what?”
“There’s a lot.”
I worried about how many favors he was about to ask. I’d already promised to help, and I owed him besides—there was no way I could back out now and say I’d decide after hearing it.
“Tell me.”
“Then starting with my name.”
The moment I heard this, I didn’t understand, so I asked what he meant. But Baek Seon-u didn’t offer a clear answer—just a string of increasingly cryptic words.
“Call me this way from now on.”
“I already do.”
“Not like that.”
“Come on, explain―”
“Without my family name.”
In that instant, I silently repeated his name without the family name in my head. My skin crawled so badly I couldn’t help it, and I tightened my grip on his waist—a silent signal to stop talking nonsense and get on the bus already. But unexpectedly, Baek Seon-u’s resolve was firm.
And then, from somewhere in the distance, a horn blared sharply, as if urging us to hurry.
‘Seriously.’
Thinking about what had happened today, I couldn’t tell him no coldly.
Unable to look at his face directly, I dropped my gaze. Then, eyes shut tight, I did it.
“Baek Seon-u.”
“That’s too much. Do you know how much I―”
“Seon-u.”
“…….”
At my call, Baek Seon-u’s lips sealed shut. He hadn’t expected me to actually say it that way—his eyes went wide.
“There. Satisfied?”
Because I’d gritted my teeth, it came out as barely a mumble.
But he seemed to understand well enough. Baek Seon-u kept his jaw set and didn’t react at all.
‘If he weren’t like this, he’d have said something by now.’
When I tightened my grip on his waist one more time, a low laugh escaped between his teeth. Then he complied and started walking.
‘This is exhausting. Really.’
I shook my head weakly.
In that brief moment, it wasn’t my body that had emptied—it was my resolve.
We finally reached the bus, and as I climbed the steps first, Baek Seon-u folded the umbrella and followed. Then I naturally extended my hand toward him.
‘……What.’
How stupid of me to notice it only now.
His left shoulder was completely drenched.
* * *
「How’s Hye-rin doing?」
「Cha Yu-hyeon: Sleeping.」
「I’ll head to the front of the bus when we arrive.」
“…….”
Did the message get read without a response?
Unlike the curt reply I’d received earlier, this time ten minutes had passed since I checked, and there was still no reply from Cha Yu-hyeon.
‘This is ridiculous.’
He could at least send two circles—the bare minimum read receipt emoji.
I turned off my phone screen and sank deep into the backrest.
Baek Seon-u had suggested we sit together, but there was already only one empty seat per row.
And of all the seats, the one next to Seo Do-hyeok had to be empty.
‘I can’t very well seat them together.’
So I ended up taking it, but the discomfort was just as acute. The moment Seo Do-hyeok saw me, his frown deepened.
‘And he even gave up the window seat for me. What was that about?’
He’d originally been sitting by the window. I naturally intended to take the aisle seat, but before I could, he suddenly stood up and yielded it instead.
He even made a gesture with his chin, so I accepted gracefully—but that too had apparently been mentally filed away against me.
‘God, why is it so cold?’
Whether it was the rain making the interior chill, or the frigid energy radiating from the man beside me, my body shivered involuntarily.
Even so, I pressed myself as close to the window side as I could manage. I didn’t want to brush against him and invite those cutting glances, the way I had with Baek Seon-u.
‘Still, it feels strange without the Sponsor.’
Maybe that’s why people say to appreciate things while you have them.
Honestly, if he’d reached out to me now, I would’ve complained—but at the same time, worry had crept in. A sudden thought flashed across my mind: what if something had happened to my Sponsor?
‘Well, he’ll show up eventually.’
At least the low-grade great sword is still holding on, somehow.
After that, I tried to empty my mind, staring blankly at the raindrops hitting the window pane.
I even started counting how many drops fell.
Perhaps that’s why.
“…Please check your personal belongings once more.”
A sudden loud voice made my body jerk. My eyes flew open—apparently I’d drifted off while counting raindrops.
‘Oh, my heart’s racing.’
I pressed the heel of my palm to my chest, feeling the sharp, rapid beating against my skin.
I hadn’t experienced anything like this since my high school days.
‘But I feel clear-headed.’
Whatever it was, my mind felt lighter, and my eyelids were already drooping again. I pulled whatever I’d been covering myself with up to my neck and shifted my body, searching for the most comfortable position.
Then I heard a faint sigh from somewhere near my head.
‘…What?’
My head had been resting against the window side—so why was it tilted to the right?
The moment I realized it, my heavy eyelids snapped open. When I slowly straightened up, the jacket draped across my upper body naturally slipped down.
‘This isn’t mine.’
And it’s not as though Baek Seon-u came all the way here to cover me.
On a hunch, I turned my head stiffly to the right. There sat a man, his own head resting on his arm propped against the armrest, watching me intently.
‘He’s wearing a short-sleeved shirt in this cold.’
I was thinking he’d catch a cold—when a chill suddenly touched my thigh.
In my field of vision came Seo Do-hyeok, sliding his arm into the outer garment I’d been wearing until moments before.
It turned out I’d not only been using his shoulder as a pillow, but treating his jacket like a blanket.
My mind went completely blank. Covering my mouth with both hands, I looked at his profile and spoke quietly.
“I’m sorry.”
“….”
“Really, I’m so sorry.”
He offered neither a response nor a glance in my direction.
My apology simply dissolved into the air.
C-Rank, Yet All the S-Ranks are Obsessed with Me
Episode 44
Author
| Seo Yu-yeon
Publication Date
| March 6, 2026
Publisher
| Talesyx Co., Ltd.
Illustration
| Chogeuk
Title Design
| Malangkongtteok
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© Seo Yu-yeon, 2026
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