I'm a C-Class, but All the S-Classes Are Obsessed with Me - Chapter 48

—————
This chapter was translated by Lunox Novels. To support us and help keep this series going, visit our website: LunoxScans.com
—————

Chapter 48
As my gaze drifted across the bus, a small monitor mounted near the handrails displayed a news headline.
「National Special Laon Academy Training Difficulty Issue…, Controversy Continues」
‘At least there’s that.’
The sound was muted.
Yet I couldn’t tear my eyes from the string of breaking news captions scrolling across the lower ticker.
「Illusionist Rampage Incident in Apgujeong Area Plaza, Hidden ‘Freshman Contribution’ Mentioned」
「Korean Awakener Association, Identity Undisclosed…, Detailed Statement to Be Released Soon」
Then the image switched to grainy CCTV footage.
‘What is that?’
My brows furrowed hard, and I leaned forward to get a better look.
On the monitor, someone struck a bowstring with a long object and then disappeared into an alley before emerging again.
The image quality made the figure nearly indiscernible, but the dark clothing was unmistakably the same person.
Soon after, the footage captured the illusionist stumbling out of the alley with drooping limbs and bound wrists—a blurry but familiar sight.
‘Damn it.’
I forced down a heavy sigh and stared at the screen as though trying to bore a hole through it.
‘What in the world….’
So this was what it felt like to have fire in your chest.
I kept nearly bursting into hollow laughter.
I’d thought I’d slip through as merely a victim mentioned in passing, but this too had caught me off guard.
“Wow, who could it be?”
That’s when a flat voice cut through my thoughts.
It seemed like he was muttering to himself, but…well.
Baek Seon-woo would have recognized me immediately.
He’d still remember how I looked when we ran into each other in front of the Dormitory that day.
‘What….’
An arm suddenly swept across my field of vision.
The window that had been cracked open slid shut with a squeak, and a low whisper reached my ear.
“But is there really anyone who could pull that off?”
I followed him with my eyes as he lowered his arm and straightened up, and Baek Seon-woo met my gaze with an easy smile.
What could I possibly say here?
I turned it over in my mind for that brief moment, but nothing came to me besides my first instinct.
Mirroring his demeanor, I gently curved my lips and spoke in a steady tone.
“Yeah, I’m curious too.”
I kept my expression steady as I slowly turned my head toward the window.
Fortunately, I didn’t feel the curve of my lips waver.
But whether that was fortunate or not, Baek Seon-woo didn’t add anything further.
‘Ugh….’
I felt like I was sitting on a bed of nails.
Just moments before, my mood hadn’t been so bad.
Somehow, the ending was always where I faltered.
‘What curse is on me.’
Of all times, it had to be on the way back from the city.
The one consolation was that the ride back to the Academy didn’t take long.
Baek Seon-woo and I got off the bus and walked in silence, only to stop in turn at a bench in front of the Dormitory.
As a gentle breeze brushed past, his low, clear voice reached me from across the bench.
“Thanks for today, Ha Ryeong.”
I brushed the stray hair behind my ear and gazed at his eyes dispassionately.
“It was fun.”
“…Me too.”
“Next time, work on your form.”
“What? Yeah, I mean…?”
“Get some coaching from someone with a PE background.”
Where had that come from?
I realized my mouth had fallen open and quickly shut it again.
Whether amused by that, the corners of Baek Seon-woo’s mouth lifted into his usual playful smile.
“Get some good rest. See you tomorrow.”
With those words, he turned and headed toward the male Dormitory.
“…Seriously, unbelievable.”
I stood there dazed for a moment before letting out a soft chuckle.
‘Was that supposed to make me laugh?’
If I had one modest wish, it would be to spend just ten minutes inside Baek Seon-woo’s head and then come back out.
I shook my head lightly and walked toward the dormitory without hesitation, turning his words over in my mind.
Living this long and hearing someone call me a PE major for the second time…
‘Oh, that’s actually not bad.’
I’d wrung the bone of luck so dry it was practically dissolving. Lost in earnest deliberation over excuses, I found myself already standing in front of my dorm room.
The moment I opened the door, I felt a sudden presence and my feet stopped in their tracks. My eyes met Hye-rin’s, who was sprawled facedown on the bed.
She quickly lifted herself up and approached me, her voice bright and clear.
“Unnie! Did you eat properly? How about sleep? You didn’t cry while I was gone, right?”
Wow—I thought my mind was about to evaporate all over again the moment she arrived.
Yet as I met those lively brown eyes, the discomfort I’d been carrying seemed to melt away.
Besides, I’d been using the dorm room alone, so it had felt a bit empty. Just for a week, mind you.
I casually placed my hand on top of Hye-rin’s head and ruffled her hair, then stepped inside. Without even changing clothes, I brought over a small table and spread it out in the center of the room.
“Where did you go?”
“To get this.”
As I set the box I was holding onto the table, Hye-rin scurried over and claimed her seat.
She immediately examined the soft pink packaging and asked me about it.
“Wait, is this from that place? The one we couldn’t go to last time?”
“Yeah.”
“I heard they’ve gotten way busier. That’s insane. How long did you wait?”
“Um… about forty minutes?”
“You’re crazy. I’ll massage your legs before bed.”
Hye-rin, who’d even brought coffee at some point, was biting into a macaron, her small mouth working contentedly.
‘She looks like a squirrel.’
Her cheeks were so full and round—still plump with youth—that I felt an impulse to poke them.
Perhaps that’s why such an absurd thought flickered through my mind before vanishing.
If I’d had a younger sister like Hye-rin, would I have been even a little less lonely?
I watched her moving her mouth busily with contentment, then picked up a strawberry macaron and bit into it.
‘Wow, why is this so sweet?’
How is she already on her fifth one?
That was when I looked at Hye-rin, sitting across from me, with curiosity.
“By the way, unnie, did you see the news earlier?”
…
I nearly choked on my words just as I was swallowing, and downed nearly half my coffee in one gulp to clear my throat.
After settling my nerves with the chill, I asked what she meant. Hye-rin’s mouth opened as if she’d been waiting for this moment.
“You know, that day we went to the café after lunch and suddenly that crazy hunter—I mean, that hunter started a fight with you, and I came back to the academy first?”
Did she even take a breath?
I thought she was rapping.
But it didn’t end there.
“The person who caught that illusionist turned out to be a new student at the academy. Nothing’s been officially released yet, but who do you think it was? Someone at that level would be at least S-rank… surely it’s not Park Si-eun?”
She finished her innocent question and popped one of the remaining macarons into her mouth.
[ The Tuner of Truth trembles briefly and wipes the back of the Guardian of Tae-won, who is covering his ears with both hands. ]
[ The Guardian of Tae-won shakes his head and suggests just giving a vague answer to wrap this up. ]
“Stop cursing yourself, Hye-rin.”
I answered smoothly and then finished off the remaining coffee in one shot.
It was a moment where I found myself oddly proud of my own stubbornness in always choosing iced coffee, no matter what.
* * *
As expected, I’d been assigned to clean the Dormitory Supervisor’s office, and I let out a sigh as I scrubbed the desk hard with a cleaning cloth.
‘Cha Yu-hyeon said he’d take responsibility and handle it.’
Maybe it’s because I still haven’t eaten ramen?
Either way, at this point—already into the third week—I’d grown more than familiar with it.
I could tell with my eyes closed where everything was placed on the desk and around what time the supervisor came down to inspect, down to which spot he checked most meticulously.
[ The Guardian of Tae-won marvels at today’s strange behavior of his contractor and remarks that if she weren’t an Awakener, she could have succeeded through cleaning alone. ]
[ The Tuner of Truth glares at the Guardian of Tae-won and tells him to stop talking nonsense and do his own job properly. ]
[ The Guardian of Tae-won protests that he’s right, but demands to know what’s with that impure gleam in his eye—is strength all that matters? ]
[ The Tuner of Truth scoffs and replies flatly that strength might be all you’ve got, so what are you going to do about it? ]
…Well, it’s certainly lively and wonderful from morning, isn’t it?
Ever since I gained the Constellation called “Tuner of Truth,” there hadn’t been a quiet moment in front of my eyes. If I didn’t pay close attention for just a moment, the System Window would vanish, forcing me to ask who said what all over again.
Of course, times like these did make time pass faster thanks to the Constellations, which was nice.
‘It should be coming around now.’
After wiping down the window frame, I swept my gaze across the interior—and at that exact moment, the door to the dorm supervisor’s office swung open.
I turned immediately to offer a greeting, but the supervisor’s eyes widened the instant our gazes met.
‘What’s with that reaction?’
It felt like she’d stumbled upon something she wasn’t supposed to see here—surprise mixed with confusion.
The supervisor stood in the doorway without stepping inside, her head tilted at an odd angle as she stared at me.
Then, with an expression of genuine bewilderment, she asked me a question.
“Oh my—what are you doing here, Ha Ryeong?”
“…I’m sorry?”
What on earth was happening?
Last week, she’d watched me with nothing but a bright, refreshed demeanor all morning long.
Now, after she’d assigned me to do the cleaning, her reaction was nothing but bewildering.
We stood facing each other for a moment, heads tilted in mirror-image confusion, until the supervisor finally collected her thoughts and stepped closer.
“You didn’t receive the notice?”
“…I’m sorry?”
I’d somehow fallen into the habit of simply echoing her questions back like a parrot.
‘There was nothing like that.’
I’d been cooped up in the Dormitory the whole time—no one had come to find me.
The supervisor retrieved a file folder and checked something, then tapped her index finger against it as she spoke.
“I’m certain everything was processed last Friday.”
But what was she talking about?
I stood with the mop held respectfully in both hands, my eyes fixed on the supervisor’s profile.
Part of me wanted to demand answers immediately, but I summoned my patience and waited for her next words.
Fortunately, the awkward silence didn’t last long.
C-Rank, Yet All S-Ranks Obsess Over Me
Episode 48
Author
| Seo Yu-yeon
Published
| March 6, 2026
Publisher
| Talesyx Inc.
Illustration
| Cho Geuk
Title Design
| Mallang Kongtteok
Website
| https://talesyx.com/
Email
| [email protected]
© Seo Yu-yeon, 2026
This publication is issued by Talesyx under contract with the copyright holder and is protected under copyright law. Unauthorized reproduction or distribution in any form or by any means without written permission from Talesyx is prohibited.
UCI
| G720:N+A277-20260212008.0048
List Price
: 100 won

—————
This chapter was translated by Lunox Novels. To support us and help keep this series going, visit our website: LunoxScans.com
—————