Unrequited Love Obsession Diary - Chapter 10

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Episode 10

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The next day, in the classroom.

“But how long are you going to keep calling me ‘that person’?”

Hyeonoh said as he sat down next to Yeon-jae, who had arrived first.

From last night until even on the bus heading to school, Yeon-jae had worried about all sorts of things, wondering how she should greet Hyeonoh when she ran into him.

But when she actually faced him, Hyeonoh was as calm as usual.

“You might as well just call me ‘hey’ instead.”

“But you’re older than me, how can I call you ‘hey’?”

Thanks to this, Yeon-jae also faced Hyeonoh with a much lighter heart.

“Then how about ‘oppa’?”

“That’s a bit…”

“See. You’d never be able to call me oppa even if you were dying.”

“How about ‘senior’?”

“Oh.”

“Deal on ‘senior’?”

“Deal.”

Before they knew it, they had smoothly settled the matter of what to call each other.

Just then, Dohan entered the classroom and sat next to Hyeonoh and Yeon-jae instead of his usual seat.

Since Hyeonoh happened to occupy the end seat, Dohan’s seat naturally became the one next to Yeon-jae.

To think she’d be caught between Dohan and Hyeonoh.

It was a seating arrangement she couldn’t have imagined even last week, and Yeon-jae was just rolling her eyes around.

“Did you get home safely the day before yesterday?”

Dohan asked a question instead of greeting.

Yeon-jae assumed he was naturally talking to Hyeonoh, not her, so she stayed quiet.

But when even Hyeonoh, not just Dohan, stared directly at her, Yeon-jae realized the question was directed at her.

“Ah, yes.”

Yeon-jae answered belatedly.

Come to think of it, the two close friends would have already confirmed each other’s safe return home through KakaoTalk or phone calls.

“You were pretty drunk.”

Dohan added another comment like he was talking to himself.

Even though it was just common words with an even tone, her heart felt like it would burst.

It was a clichéd comparison, but her heart was beating so fast that she couldn’t find a more appropriate description.

“Ah. I’m sorry.”

“You don’t need to apologize to me.”

Dohan smiled as he said that.

Kwak Seong-hyeon entered the classroom last, and when he sat next to Dohan as usual, he looked surprised to see Hyeonoh and Yeon-jae occupying the seats next to Dohan before him.

Yeon-jae was equally surprised.

Yeon-jae remembered how Kwak Seong-hyeon had been sarcastically mocking her like it was a daily routine.

But to sit so close without any hesitation just because Dohan was there – she couldn’t readily accept it.

“Hey. Why are you sitting here?”

Then Hyeonoh suddenly intervened.

His low voice drew the attention of other students sitting in front and behind them.

“Huh?”

Kwak Seong-hyeon asked back with a flustered face.

“No, you. Why are you sitting here?”

Hyeonoh leaned back and stared directly at Kwak Seong-hyeon as he asked again.

It was hard to read any clear malice from Hyeonoh’s face as he said this. He looked like he was genuinely curious.

However, Hyeonoh had cold eyes that gave the impression of glaring just by looking.

In front of Hyeonoh, who stared at him with a dry expression, Kwak Seong-hyeon couldn’t find any proper rebuttal.

Eventually, because Hyeonoh wouldn’t look away, he moved one seat over.

“Good. Off you go.”

Only then did Hyeonoh’s body, which had been leaning back, return to its original position.

Yeon-jae thought there must have been some serious incident between the two and glanced at Dohan.

“Hm? Is there something on my face?”

…But Dohan didn’t seem particularly concerned.

During class, it was hard to find any difference from his usual self, and the same was true for Hyeonoh.

Only Yeon-jae alone attended class as if still under the illusion that yesterday’s hangover was continuing.

In the end, she couldn’t concentrate on the class at all.

When she came to her senses and looked at her textbook, it was filled only with meaningless doodles.

Then a hand reached over to her textbook. She thought it could only be Hyeonoh doing such a thing, but looking at the seating direction, it was Dohan.

Dohan circled a word that the professor had casually mentioned, saying “This kind of problem would be good for short-answer questions, right?”

Yeon-jae stared intently at the word inside the red circle Dohan had drawn.

Her ear tips had turned red.

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“This professor always gives problems asking you to write the meaning of English abbreviations. If you get even one letter wrong, it’s marked as zero points.”

When class ended, Dohan said to Yeon-jae.

“Ah, yes.”

Yeon-jae didn’t know how to respond and just made an awkward interjection.

Sigh.

They say everyone becomes a fool in front of someone they like. But she seemed to act particularly foolish even among those fools.

She needed to hurry to the humanities building right now, but this time talking with Dohan was too precious to leave hastily.

“Don’t you have class?”

Then Hyeonoh asked while standing with a pen in his hand.

“Right. I have to go. Yes. I’ll head out first.”

Only then did Yeon-jae react as if it was a fact that had just occurred to her, even clapping her hands. Dohan said goodbye to her.

“Alright, Yeon-jae. See you next class.”

She bowed her head and left the classroom.

After putting in her earphones, when she took out her phone to play music, she saw a message from Hyeonoh.

When does your class end?

I have a lot of classes today

I have my major classes and general education too

She typed a reply while walking. The response came immediately.

So when

I’m in class straight through 5th period with no breaks

Wow you’ll be hungry

Perfect timing for dinner~

Only then did she remember last night’s promise to buy him a meal. And her declaration to buy him something ridiculously expensive.

When do your classes end, senior?

Me? I have one more class and then I’m done

Will you wait until then?

I live in front of the school

Anyway, contact me when all your classes are over

Yeon-jae didn’t reply any further from there. She put her phone in her pocket, then realized she hadn’t actually played music—her original purpose—so she took out her phone again and discovered another message that had arrived in the meantime.

The message was short and concise enough to read completely in the preview.

Definitely!

The exclamation mark attached to that text, which didn’t suit Hyeonoh at all, was so funny that Yeon-jae couldn’t help but laugh.

And then, flustered by the fact that she had just laughed at Hyeonoh’s text, she quickly stopped laughing.

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Classes are over

When Hyeonoh received the text from Yeon-jae, he was lying on the old sofa in the club room located in the Student Union Building.

Right after classes ended, he had planned to go home, but then realized it would be more trouble to go home and come back out again, so Hyeonoh headed to the club room.

The Film Club that Hyeonoh belonged to was a place he had joined as a freshman, blindly following a girlfriend he was dating.

After dating for only two months, his girlfriend broke up with him, saying she wanted to try for pharmacy school.

Thanks to his girlfriend immediately dropping out of school, he didn’t suffer the notorious aftermath of a campus couple breakup, and the need to leave the club naturally disappeared.

Movies were something he had never shown any interest in throughout his life. Nevertheless, the reason Hyeonoh didn’t leave the club was simple.

Except for a few passionate members, belonging to a club had exactly two meanings.

First. It increased legitimate opportunities to drink alcohol.

Second. It provided one more place to lie down on campus.

Unlike other spaces open to all enrolled students, clubs were only open to those who belonged to them. Although it wasn’t a place with few members, it was much better off compared to other spaces that students used as rest areas.

When Hyeonoh arrived at the club room, there were two junior girls in the room.

One was Si-eun, and the other was Si-eun’s friend.

“Oh, Hyeonoh oppa.”

Si-eun acknowledged him.

The reason Hyeonoh, who had no talent for remembering people’s names, remembered Si-eun’s name was because she had actively appealed her existence to him.

Even at the club dinner a few days ago, she had sat right next to Hyeonoh and blinked her eyes three times per second.

“Oppa, would you like to play Halli Galli with us?”

Si-eun asked.

Now that he looked, the girls were in the middle of playing a board game. Hyeonoh waved his hand dismissively.

Si-eun made a disappointed face at Hyeonoh’s refusal.

Hyeonoh wasn’t stupid. He knew that Si-eun secretly had feelings for him.

Si-eun would laugh heartily with all her teeth showing, but when Hyeonoh appeared, she would immediately cover her mouth and laugh.

Hyeonoh found it fascinating how Si-eun, who liked someone so passionately that even the recipient of her affection could immediately notice, was so obvious.

In a world busy hiding inner feelings, he thought such a friend was quite cute after all.

But that was as far as it went.

Sorry, but Hyeonoh felt no romantic attraction to Si-eun whatsoever.

Suddenly, Hyeonoh thought about what type of woman he liked.

Someone indifferent to people’s gossip and chatter, honest about her own feelings.

And for some reason, at the end of that thought, Hyeonoh found himself thinking of Yeon-jae.

“Si-eun, you’re in Korean Literature, right?”

“Yes. Why?”

“No. Nothing.”

The conversation didn’t progress any further from there. The girls were still busy playing Halli Galli, and Hyeonoh lay on the sofa watching some YouTube.

It was in the middle of this that he received a text message from Yeon-jae. As he sat up and was typing a reply, it happened.

“Oppa, I saw you a few days ago.”

Si-eun said out of nowhere.

“Really?”

Hyeonoh replied half-heartedly. His eyes were still fixed on the message.

“You were with some girl.”

“A girl? Who?”

Despite the content of his words, his tone didn’t carry even a trace of curiosity.

Si-eun bit her lips inward. And after some deliberation, she asked.

“Oppa, you’re dating someone, aren’t you?”

“No?”

“Come on, really?”

“Don’t make false accusations.”

With those words, Hyeonoh got up from his seat completely. Si-eun asked in an urgent voice.

“You’re leaving already?”

“I have a date.”

“But you said you’re not dating anyone!”

“I’m not dating anyone though?”

I’m near the Student Union Building

Let’s meet at the main gate

After pressing the send button and putting his phone in his pants pocket, Hyeonoh suddenly found himself wondering without realizing it.

What type would Shin Yeon-jae be when she likes someone?

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