I'm a C-Class, but All the S-Classes Are Obsessed with Me - Chapter 76

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Chapter 76
The moment I heard his brief words, I found myself at a loss for any response.
It was surely the kind of answer he would have delivered as matter-of-factly as always, yet somehow beneath it I sensed something being held down, suppressed.
So I simply kept my gaze fixed on Seo Do-hyeok’s profile as he sat beside me, turning the water bottle over in his hands.
‘Well, it’s the answer I expected, anyway.’
Just moments before, when he’d been staring out at the Training Grounds lost in thought, I’d caught a glimpse of something in his expression.
Perhaps something had wound itself so tightly between us that it had ultimately become a grudge we could never escape.
The game was over the moment those words fell from my father’s lips—words about how distasteful he found it all. I wasn’t short on enemies, but the Awakeners Association’s vice president alone, Cha Yu-hyeon’s father, was enough to seal that fate.
‘God, the way he used to badger and provoke from behind the scenes—I lost count of how many times I cursed him for it.’
……No, I shouldn’t think about that.
Having shaken off the stray thoughts, I planted both palms on the railing and leaned my upper body back. Then I gazed up at the endless night sky, starless and empty, and asked.
“So, why haven’t you said anything until now?”
“…….”
“It must have been incredibly awkward, being in the same class.”
Thankfully, my question came out evenly enough.
I’d managed to show some restraint, fearing that both of us might resort to a petty squabble right there on the spot.
Which made me wonder if that’s why, every time he’d looked at me until now, he’d only cursed me with his eyes.
‘My own head is complicated enough as it is.’
With this sudden bombshell I’d dropped, how much more of a headache must Seo Do-hyeok have?
So I waited quietly for him to find the words to speak again. But before long—sooner than I’d expected—Seo Do-hyeok’s voice emerged low, almost murmured.
“It was awkward.”
“…….”
“But I have to hate you.”
Then he let out a short, hollow laugh.
There was something bittersweet about it, though perhaps that was just my imagination.
When I glanced sideways at him again, Seo Do-hyeok still hadn’t lifted his head. I couldn’t tell what expression he wore now, but somehow I thought I understood one thing.
Whatever I said in response wouldn’t offer either of us any comfort.
‘Father, really…….’
There’s nothing good to gain from making enemies of the Daeyeon Group.
An unsettling feeling crept into my chest, and I quietly swallowed a sigh.
And naturally, another question arose alongside it.
What on earth was the true reason Seo Do-hyeok harbored such deep, uncomfortable feelings—not just toward my father, but toward me as well, to the point of needing to hate us?
Even if I tried to reduce it to mere political entanglement, the heavy, cold gaze I’d seen from him so far couldn’t be explained by that alone.
While I stood lost in thought, something suddenly thrust itself into my line of sight. When I lowered my eyes, I saw a large hand gripping a bottle of mineral water.
“You said you were going for a run.”
Following that hand upward with my gaze, my head tilted back slightly. Seo Do-hyeok was standing over me now—I hadn’t even noticed when he’d gotten to his feet and approached.
“If you don’t want it, forget it.”
Without breaking eye contact, I quickly grabbed his wrist before he could pull it away.
‘When have I felt this before?’
The inexplicable familiarity of the moment drew a soft, genuine laugh from between my lips. At that, Seo Do-hyeok’s eyes seemed to widen slightly.
“No, I do want it.”
Now that I thought about it, I really had gone out for a run without bringing a single bottle of water.
When I’d scanned the area earlier while sitting on the railing, Seo Do-hyeok had brought along three bottles.
I lowered my gaze and took the mineral water from his hand. Then, carefully, I let go of his wrist.
‘Just how long has he been out here?’
The question crossed my mind as I turned the lukewarm bottle over in my hands, but I realized I needed to head back inside soon before it got any later.
There were too many thoughts I needed to sort through.
I straightened up with what I hoped was an air of composure and faced him directly. Then I parted my lips lightly.
“I was thirsty. Thank you.”
I studied his expression as I spoke, but it was no different from what I’d seen of him lately.
Like the night air of June, perhaps—that’s what it resembled.
In this moment too, everything about him felt only lukewarm to me.
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I sat down at my desk the moment I finished my shower.
How relieved I was that Hye-rin had gone back home today…….
‘I’m sorry to even think it.’
But it couldn’t be helped. Even someone like me, who cares about Hye-rin, was in a somewhat downcast mood today.
‘Ju Ha-ryeong, get a grip.’
Now that things had come to this, I couldn’t keep my eyes and ears shut forever.
It was true that Seo Do-hyeok’s behavior had gotten under my skin, so I wanted to know, once and for all, the fundamental reason he hated me.
After making that resolve, I took a deep breath and turned on my mobile phone screen.
‘It’s quiet.’
My contacts were limited anyway, so I hadn’t really expected anything—but still.
‘Maybe Hye-rin’s asleep.’
Cha Yu-hyeon was probably busy at night too, naturally.
At the idle thought that suddenly surfaced, I shook my head a couple of times. There was no room for this kind of distraction.
I needed to prepare for something, anything.
I opened a portal site app and moved my fingers busily. The moment I typed “Daeyeon Construction” in the search bar, information about it scrolled up in a list.
‘Let’s see, the stock price is…….’
Not bad at all?
Wow, if I’d bought this, I’d make a tidy profit selling now—but no, let me check the articles first. When I tapped the news tab, the articles related to Daeyeon Construction were filled entirely with favorable ones.
One of them was definitely about the Academy.
I scrolled down the screen until I found the headline I was looking for.
Then an article about the Academy’s completion ceremony that had been posted a few months ago caught my eye.
After hesitating for about five seconds, I carefully touched the screen.
Immediately, a photograph appeared showing figures lined up in front of the fountain in the Central Courtyard, and three of them drew my gaze.
A middle-aged man in the center wearing a benevolent smile, my father standing beside him with a solemn expression, and another figure right next to him.
That person was a man with a grave bearing, different in quality from our father.
I enlarged the area near the center of the photograph where the key figures were gathered.
To be honest, the atmosphere and the coldness in his eyes were sharp, but Seo Do-hyeok’s appearance was undeniably more handsome than anyone else’s.
So I examined him piece by piece, recalling the appearance I’d seen just moments before.
‘Does he look a bit similar?’
No matter how hard I looked, it seemed like this was the person.
And that question only became a certainty after I looked at a photograph from a different article.
‘……Could he have been someone who worked in entertainment back in the day.’
He was one of the few who survived in a photograph with no retouching whatsoever. He really fit the description of a “beautiful middle-aged man” perfectly.
‘It’s ambiguous.’
Anyway, I couldn’t possibly know from this alone. On the surface, everything seemed completely fine.
‘But Seo Do-hyeok’s reaction tells a different story.’
Following the reverse logic, the answer was bound to emerge.
He genuinely hated the Hunter Association after all.
As that thought reached me, my chest tightened slightly.
I slipped my hand into my bangs and stared intensely at the photograph from the cutting ceremony. Then, without meaning to, I muttered the thought aloud.
“Seo Do-hyeok is the second son.”
So who’s the eldest?
The moment that thought struck me, I moved my hand away and immediately touched the screen again. This time I searched for “Daeyeon Group” itself and looked through it carefully for a while, but unlike my vague hopes, nothing came up. As if the eldest son had never existed from the beginning, or as if his information had been thoroughly erased.
‘Wow, really…….’
That’s harsh, Ha-ryeong. This is truly diving headfirst into the unknown.
Just as I let out a bitter laugh, something flickered rapidly through my mind.
“Defective construction—and the thought that there’d be something to cover it up.”
A single remark Cha Yu-hyeon had made before scratched gently at the back of my head.
‘Now that I think about it, the construction timeline was postponed once.’
I’d simply assumed someone had siphoned off part of the budget midway. But when I searched for Daeyeon Construction and the Academy just now, I couldn’t find a single article about the construction delay.
“……They buried it.”
I naturally picked up a ballpoint pen lying nearby and spun it between my fingers. As I watched it rotate smoothly, questions bubbled up in an instant.
‘Why?’
As I kept turning over the conversation I’d had with Cha Yu-hyeon at the Kimbap Restaurant, it really didn’t seem to be about construction defects or corruption involving waste burial.
‘So what on earth was that empty space…….’
Was the inexplicable stench I’d caught in the Storage Room connected to it too?
‘The vice-president of the Association and Daeyeon Construction probably have no major connection.’
After all, whatever the vice-president wanted to do required final approval from the Association President. And Cha Yu-hyeon had long since discovered that something that should be on the blueprints wasn’t there, and I’d also seen the interior of the Greenhouse that he hadn’t been able to enter.
‘Daeyeon Construction said they didn’t know about those modified blueprints.’
Then it was quite likely that Cha Yu-hyeon had pushed his suspicion of Daeyeon Construction to the back of his mind long ago. Probably, the target he was watching now was the key figures who had promoted the establishment of the Academy.
“Damn it, so it’s the Association after all.”
Click, clatter.
Along with the sound of the pen falling from my hand and rolling, I slumped forward onto the desk and buried my face.
‘Am I going to get dragged into this too?’
I haven’t done anything.
If I’m being nitpicky about my own fault……, no. If I think that far, then I’m not so different from them either.
Well, at least one thing was certain now.
Seo Do-hyeok is one thing, but I need to cut off the source before innocent people get caught in the crossfire.
‘Then what else does Cha Yu-hyeon know?’
For now, it was somewhat lamentable that he was the only person with information superior enough to rely on.
Buzz—!
Just then, a short vibration sounded from the Mobile Phone sitting on one side of the desk.
C-Class, yet every S-Class is obsessed with me
Chapter 76
Author
| Seo Yu-yeon
Published
| March 6, 2026
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| Talesyx Inc.
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| Chogeuk
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| Mallangkongtteok
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