I'm a C-Class, but All the S-Classes Are Obsessed with Me - Chapter 70

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Episode 70
Standing among the other students, I couldn’t tear my eyes away from the bulletin board set up on the right side of the first floor of the Main Building.
“Wow…….”
Tilting my head back, I let out a small gasp.
I mean, the paper coming into view really did have extraordinary things written on it.
‘Is this really their way of publicly tearing me apart?’
I never thought they’d post the Midterm Exam results like this.
「Overall 2nd Place: Class 1-B, Team F (Team Leader: Baek Seon-u)」
Below that, the team members’ names and individual contribution rates were listed in small print.
‘Insane. An F?’
An F, of all things……!
I’d never seen a grade like this even while attending university, and now I’d received one for the first time at the Hunter Academy. Of course, I wasn’t the only one who saw those small letters.
“What did she even do to get a score like that? That’s actually crazy.”
“Wait, was I the only one who saw Ha-ryeong then? She looked like such a mess, like she did everything herself.”
“Probably just trolled solo the whole time.”
“Hey, she’s right next to us—she can hear everything.”
Sighing inwardly and turning to leave, I made eye contact with the person who’d said the last thing.
‘Yeah, I heard all of it, you bastards.’
After a silent curse through my eyes, I barely managed to squeeze through the dense crowd of people.
Unless I left this place first, the raw mockery from those around me would just keep coming. Even for me, it was a genuinely humiliating situation.
No, it was just that the letter F hit me harder than anything else.
Already deflated, I trudged up the Central Staircase.
‘At least Hye-rin did well.’
It made sense that she’d seemed in good condition on Midterm Exam day. In fact, Hye-rin had scored an A, which was higher than Im Ji-an’s score despite having the same Awakening Grade.
And on top of that, Cha Yu-hyeon’s team took first place overall.
‘He really is a broken character, I’m telling you.’
Their overall score was higher than ours, and we had two S-Class members.
‘This is so unfair to the guys……?’
Of course, considering the unexpected circumstances, finishing second overall was practically a miracle.
Still, the fact that an F was mixed in there meant those two men probably weren’t feeling great about it. They already had absurdly strong pride to begin with.
“Ha…….”
“Why are you sighing first thing in the morning?”
Just then, I sensed a presence beside me as I finally reached the top of the stairs. Lost in thought, I hadn’t even noticed someone approaching.
Stepping into the hallway, Baek Seon-u spoke in a playful tone.
“Looks like what you said was right.”
“About what?”
“You going off on your own.”
“Ah…….”
Right, I’d said something stupid like that back then.
In a way, it was proof. An F was a score you couldn’t possibly get if you’d killed even a single monster within that dungeon.
‘So I should’ve at least let one skeleton get through.’
I entered through the back door of the Classroom and shot a short glare at Seo Do-hyeok, whose eyes met mine. Not that he’d ever figure out what grievance was packed into that look.
I turned away in less than three seconds anyway.
“How are you feeling, Ha-ryeong?”
The moment I sat down, Baek Seon-u started talking to me again. Since he was obviously going to stare at me with the exact same posture and expression as always, I answered without even glancing his way.
“What now?”
“Thinking back to when we first trained.”
“…….”
“What did I tell you back then?”
The day Baek Seon-u dragged me to the Kimbap Restaurant remained vivid in my memory—every scene crystal clear.
So he was asking what I thought about working alongside those two S-Class guys, including him, again.
Eventually, I propped my chin up and turned to look at him, and sure enough, Baek Seon-u was gazing at me with that smooth smile of his. And like always, I answered flatly.
“It was good.”
Yet for some reason, Baek Seon-u’s expression slowly hardened a moment later, and he gave no other reaction.
Thinking maybe he hadn’t heard me over the noisy Classroom atmosphere, I opened my mouth again and spoke more deliberately, raising my voice a bit.
“It was good. Working with you.”
“……Ha.”
This time it seemed to reach him properly, and Baek Seon-u let out a short laugh while lowering his head slightly.
Then suddenly he turned his body the other way and jumped up from his seat.
‘What’s he doing?’
I could only stare in bewilderment.
Baek Seon-u’s receding figure, striding toward the exit with those long legs, simply vanishing through the door.
‘……Did I say something wrong again?’
Since trying to understand him only exhausted me anyway, I shook my head slightly and looked away. I’d been turning a pen between my fingers out of habit, watching it spin mindlessly, when I suddenly stilled my hand.
‘There’s definitely something there…….’
A thought seized my mind all at once, erasing Baek Seon-u’s image as quickly as it had come.
The sparks that had flashed across the sky as I crossed that bone-like bridge, the violent tremor that erupted the moment I was left alone beneath them, even the Boss’s characteristics I’d confronted in that fall.
‘It just doesn’t sit right.’
I tapped my pen lightly against the desk a couple of times.
I’d tried to dismiss that day’s events as mere coincidence, but the more I turned it over in my mind, the more my thoughts kept pulling toward one conclusion.
‘……It can’t be.’
Which meant someone at the Academy might have figured out my real identity—that I was the daughter of the Korean Awakeners Association’s chairman.
And if that were the case, the motive behind isolating me would be one of two things.
Either they wanted to directly verify my Awakening Grade, or it was a silent warning aimed at my father, the chairman.
Most importantly, to tamper with the Training Grounds System in real time for a reason like that, it would have to be someone with significant authority—no ordinary instructor or staff member could manage it.
‘Which means only the Academy’s upper echelon could―.’
Bzzzzt.
The moment that thought crossed my mind, a brief vibration came from the mobile phone in my pocket.
As had always been the case, my contact list was so clean that the person contacting me this early could only be one of two people, but lately another possibility had come to mind first.
Finally setting down the pen I’d been holding, I pulled out my mobile phone.
And sure enough.
「Cha Yu-hyeon: 5 o’clock. See me.」
「Cha Yu-hyeon: DY.」
Only these two messages sat in my notifications.
The timing was uncanny, really. Cha Yu-hyeon had definitely seen the midterm exam results still posted on the Main Building’s first-floor bulletin board, and of all moments, this message arrived just as I was recalling what I’d gone through that day.
‘But DY means…….’
The initials Cha Yu-hyeon had sent undoubtedly referred to Daeyeon Construction, the firm that had overseen the Academy’s construction.
“Damn.”
I muttered under my breath, running my free hand through my hair as I switched off the mobile phone screen.
Something about this felt wrong.
* * *
I had no choice but to answer the contact.
No matter how much I thought about it, I might find some small thread of answers to the questions that had been tangling my mind since this morning.
The problem was that I had an awkward prior commitment with Baek Seon-u before that.
‘How did things end up like this…….’
Looking back, I clicked my tongue softly to myself.
The moment the class bell rang, a few students from other classes had come in and immediately surrounded Baek Seon-u, bombarding him with relentless questions about the midterm exam. Because of that, I’d completely missed my chance to tell him I wanted to reschedule for the evening.
I’d considered cutting in from my seat, and I could tell Baek Seon-u was trying to wrap things up quickly, but that was all.
‘He’s probably waiting.’
Knowing Baek Seon-u’s nature, I was certain he’d be sitting on a bench in the Central Courtyard by now, whether I showed up or not.
Either way, the result was that I’d stood him up without meaning to, and that weighed heavy on my heart. Guilt and unease crashed over me at once, but to make matters worse, I didn’t even have his contact number.
‘This is driving me crazy.’
I’d have to ask for his number first thing tomorrow morning.
Sitting where I’d been for a while now, I finally glanced around the restaurant, my chopsticks still held between my teeth.
Because it was evening, the Kimbap Restaurant was nearly full compared to the last time I’d come.
I occupied one of the tables, but with so many uniformed students here today, there were more glances thrown my way than before.
‘Ugh…….’
I swallowed a quiet sigh and turned my gaze back to the person sitting across from me.
Today, Cha Yu-hyeon was radiating an entirely different aura than usual.
‘Is it really just the hair?’
No, the face is the face, but the styling must be it.
The dark brown hair falling naturally enough to cover the eyebrows, and instead of the usual sharp black shirt, something bright and casual.
The sharp eyes and fine features remained unchanged, but the atmosphere had softened considerably.
And it was right at that moment I realized that when someone is this beautiful, it actually exhausts the people around them.
“Is there something you wanted to say?”
Cha Yu-hyeon’s low, calm voice broke the silence between us. And he’d said it without even looking at me.
“No, nothing in particular.”
I gave a vague reply and set down my chopsticks, then immediately reached for my water glass and took a sip.
Clink.
Just then, steaming bowls were set before us, one in front of each of us. A spicy aroma wafted over, stirring my appetite.
‘……I’m getting hungry.’
Glancing sideways at him, Cha Yu-hyeon didn’t so much as look at his ramen. He was only touching the screen of the tablet in his hands.
I really don’t understand what keeps him so busy all the time.
“You’re not eating?”
“I will.”
As I suspected, he didn’t seem particularly fond of this kind of street food.
But the thought that it wasn’t really my business made me pick up my chopsticks again before the noodles got too soggy.
I was just about to blow on the hot steam and take a bite when—
“Take a look at this.”
Suddenly, Cha Yu-hyeon handed me the white tablet he’d been holding.
C-Class, yet all S-Class hunters are obsessed with me
Episode 70
Author
| Seo Yu-yeon
Published
| March 6, 2026
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| TalesYX Co., Ltd.
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| Chogeuk
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© Seo Yu-yeon, 2026
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