I'm a C-Class, but All the S-Classes Are Obsessed with Me - Chapter 56

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Episode 56
[The Guardian of Taewon drops a salty-sweet dessert she’d been about to eat, her eyes widening in surprise.]
[The Tuner of Truth lifts her back from the sofa and focuses intently on the charged atmosphere building between the other Awakeners.]
‘Oh, what’s this?’
Is this exactly like a scene from the K-drama that the Guardian loves…?
I kept my chin propped on my hand and shifted only my eyes, watching Baek Seon-u and Im Ji-an in turn.
The moment the strange word “old feelings” left someone’s lips, Baek Seon-u’s eyelashes fluttered as if he’d glanced at her, but that was all.
Whatever he was concentrating on so intently, he was now tapping the pen’s tip against the paper in a steady rhythm.
“Baek Seon—”
“That was how long ago.”
At that, Baek Seon-u cut off Im Ji-an’s words and answered coolly—his voice devoid of warmth in a way entirely unlike his usual manner.
‘Wow.’
That was the only word my mind could conjure up.
With Baek Seon-u’s blade-like response, Im Ji-an merely smiled faintly, as though she’d expected nothing less.
‘…This is actually entertaining.’
So this is why people binge-watch dramas, I thought.
The curiosity about what would happen next was genuinely compelling.
This time, Baek Seon-u—who hadn’t spared her a glance until now—spoke first.
“Keep your distance.”
“Seon-u.”
“Use my surname.”
Damn, Baek Seon-u was scary.
The playful expression I’d glimpsed this morning had vanished entirely, leaving only a dry, detached demeanor.
‘They definitely know each other.’
I didn’t understand what these “old feelings” were, but did he really need to draw such a clear line?
It struck me as odd that Im Ji-an, meeting his icy gaze directly, merely continued smiling.
Suddenly something swept across my field of vision, then receded just as quickly.
‘Ah. I was staring too long.’
At some point, I’d become unable to tear my eyes from the two of them.
Before I could react, Baek Seon-u had turned toward me and thrust his arm out, extending something in my direction.
I finally lifted my chin from my hand and accepted the white paper he’d handed me.
‘What is this?’
As I read through the contents with a puzzled expression, Baek Seon-u’s voice came again, pitched half a tone higher than before.
“I think that might work. What do you think?”
The paper was filled with nothing but question marks and X’s—not a single circle to be found.
‘So that’s what he was scribbling at…’
Despite the involuntary laugh that escaped me, I examined each awkwardly scrawled letter carefully. I might stumble upon an unexpected combination.
And almost immediately, a single square box drawn in overlapping layers in the upper right corner caught my eye.
‘I’m genuinely speechless.’
I let out another soft laugh, then slowly lowered the hand holding the paper. Without acknowledging the person in front of me, I looked at the one staring only at me and spoke.
“…Baek Seon-u.”
“It’s fine, isn’t it?”
He skipped all the context and just said it was fine—what was I supposed to do with that? I’d grasped the gist of the note, but I asked to be sure.
“What exactly is this?”
“Our team.”
“Are you insane?”
I deliberately assumed a serious expression and shot back. Baek Seon-u then hardened his mouth and, without a word, tilted his head slightly to the side.
‘I can’t tell if he’s joking or what.’
While that thought crossed my mind, another gaze found its way toward me.
It was burdensome that even Im Ji-an was watching me now, but I maintained my composure and continued.
“Tank and Damage Dealer—what are you getting at with just the two of us?”
“We go full DPS.”
Baek Seon-u replied without blinking, his tone utterly indifferent.
‘Did he seriously forget?’
I was starting to wonder if, having done only theory classes lately, he’d forgotten I was C-Class.
And honestly, I had no idea why he wanted to work specifically with me, no matter how many times I tried to justify it.
So, the only names that survived the doodles in that white paper were his and mine.
My gaze then shifted to Im Ji-an, who had her eyes wide open, watching us both with evident interest.
‘I can see exactly what she’s thinking.’
I swallowed a sigh and looked back at Baek Seon-u.
“Not really. Unless there’s a Buffer.”
“See? Told you I’m needed.”
At my words, Im Ji-an quickly interjected, her expression brightening.
Sensing the moment, her clear voice pressed on.
“Baek—no, Baek Seon-u, even if you submit that as is, the instructor won’t accept it. Rules are rules, no matter how S-Class you are.”
Where had that shy demeanor gone? I found myself nodding along with Im Ji-an’s crisply delivered opinion.
“And besides, it worked out well.”
…….
“I like Ha-ryeong.”
“Pardon?”
“What?”
Baek Seon-u and I both blurted out questions in unison at her utterly guileless, out-of-nowhere confession. But Im Ji-an merely looked back and forth between our bewildered faces, curling up the corners of her mouth.
[ The Guardian of Taewon finishes off the last of the dessert, remarking that at this rate, surely the contractor’s Favorability ratings must be rising without her even knowing. ]
[ The Tuner of Truth recoils in shock at the Guardian’s undignified behavior, then subtly shifts to sit a little farther away. ]
If this situation really were a game, there was no way to know where that Favorability had climbed from.
Yet I couldn’t deny that my mood wasn’t particularly sour about it.
“Or was it that time on the bus—”
“Hey, Im Ji-an.”
At that moment, Baek Seon-u half-rose from his seat and covered Im Ji-an’s mouth with his own hand.
‘Why’s he doing that? Now I’m really curious.’
He withdrew his hand just as quickly and sank back into his chair with a heavy sigh.
“Fine. All three of us.”
His voice came out hollow, as if he’d given up entirely. But Im Ji-an’s face was positively radiant.
It was the smile of a victor. Until now, I’d only ever seen her as purely innocent, the type who’d fall for any con. This moment shattered that image completely.
‘This is like watching Kang Hye-rin.’
At the thought of Kang Hye-rin’s ingenuous face, I found myself laughing softly before I could stop it.
A chill shot down my spine.
I wasn’t the only one who felt it—Baek Seon-u was already turning his upper body toward the source, and Im Ji-an’s smile was slowly stiffening into a hard line.
I shifted my gaze naturally toward the back of the classroom.
“Ju Ha-ryeong.”
The moment our eyes met—those dark pupils—my name was called out coldly.
‘…What’s this about?’
Since my return, she’d been ignoring me so thoroughly that it had actually been a relief.
Now all eyes in the classroom seemed to turn this way.
Because it was Seo Do-hyeok looking down at me with an expressionless face—the kind of bearing that suggested he’d draw out an icy blade if I misspoke.
“Yes?”
I looked up at Seo Do-hyeok’s impeccably polished face and replied. Fortunately, my voice came out quite steady.
“You haven’t decided on a team yet.”
What’s with that confident tone?
He was plainly asserting that because I was C-Class, I didn’t belong anywhere yet.
Just as I was about to fire back, Baek Seon-u let out a short, bitter laugh and suddenly stood up. He stepped in front of me, turning his back, blocking half my view.
‘This is a bit much.’
I quietly slid my chair back further and tilted my head to the side. At the same moment, Baek Seon-u spoke.
“She’s with me.”
…I feel like I’ve seen this scene before.
The instant that thought crossed my mind, I grabbed Baek Seon-u’s arm.
Seo Do-hyeok’s gaze immediately followed, then shifted back to me.
[ The Guardian of Taewon cheers that this is true K-drama, telling the Tuner of Truth that he hasn’t been wasting his time watching worthless things after all. ]
[ The Tuner of Truth shoots the Guardian a side-eye at the fuss, then turns to the side and glances surreptitiously at the other Awakeners. ]
Then Seo Do-hyeok, his eyes leaving me, fixed his gaze on Baek Seon-u and opened his mouth.
“Why.”
His single, brief but forceful word seemed to freeze the entire classroom. Though perhaps it was just me feeling that way, the commotion was definitely quieter than before.
I flicked my eyes subtly to the right.
‘Ah…’
Just as I thought.
Every other student left in class had turned to stare at us.
‘These guys really stand out.’
As I swallowed a silent lament at the awkwardness, Baek Seon-u spoke.
“I don’t owe you an explanation.”
At his blunt reply, Seo Do-hyeok’s head suddenly turned toward Baek Seon-u’s desk. A moment later, a piece of paper appeared in Seo Do-hyeok’s hand, and he murmured as if to himself.
“One Pure DPS, one C-Class, one Buffer.”
Wait—was he serious?
Why did he have to single me out like that—calling me C-Class?
I had the Tank position clearly marked on my profile.
While I muttered complaints under my breath, Seo Do-hyeok lowered the hand holding the paper and opened his mouth to Baek Seon-u again.
“You’ll need a Healer.”
“You’ve been quite interested in us since last time.”
“If you’d like to end up flat on your back again, by all means—keep that up.”
Seo Do-hyeok’s parting shot hit like a counter punch, and silence fell between them.
The two men didn’t even avert their gazes—their auras flared openly against each other.
‘These maniacs.’
If the innocent C-Class got crushed under their pressure, what then?
With both of these S-Classes going at it like this, it wasn’t just talk—I could actually feel it now, that subtle suffocation in the air, the weight of their confrontation pressing down.
I exhaled quietly, barely audible, and squeezed hard on the hand I’d kept locked around Baek Seon-u’s arm.
His body flinched slightly, but I paid it no mind and shoved him aside before standing.
Now facing Seo Do-hyeok, I looked straight up at him.
“Can you just get to the point?”
…….
My question, delivered flatly, met no response—his lips remained sealed. The warning bell rang, and students began filing into the classroom one by one.
But even they stopped short, sensing the suffocating weight that had settled over the class, and kept their eyes fixed on us.
This was already more attention than I needed or wanted.
Just as I was about to speak first, Seo Do-hyeok’s voice dropped low, cutting straight into my ear.
“Team up with me, Ju Ha-ryeong.”
C-Class, yet all the S-Classes are obsessed with me.
Episode 56
Author
| Seo Yu-yeon
Published
| March 6, 2026
Publisher
| TaleSix Inc.
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| Cho Geuk
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| Mallang Kongtteok
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