Love for Love's Sake - Chapter 30
Chapter 30
Apparently, it was someone else who had been ignoring my texts for days. While I wasn’t checking my phone, texts from Cha Yeowoon had accumulated. I thought back to the Cha Yeowoon I knew from the novel.
It seemed like he showed a completely different attitude toward someone he favored to someone he didn’t. Was this the advantage of having gained his favorability?
[Tae Myeongha] : Cleaning~
[Cha Yeowoon] : You’re not in the classroom?
He had never answered so quickly before. After diligently avoiding him all this time, now he had come all the way to the classroom to find me.
[Tae Myeongha] : I’m in the teachers’ office
[Tae Myeongha] : Almost done
[Tae Myeongha] : Where are you?
My punishment for being caught at the scene with Tak Junho was to clean the teachers’ office.
Despite the harsh nagging and the subtle threat of calling my grandmother if I did it again, somehow the punishment was after school cleaning. This was all possible because Ahn Gyeonghun had advocated hard with the homeroom teacher on my behalf.
I heard that the school now hired cleaning services, so why was our teachers’ office so dirty? Were the teachers that dirty? I lamented as I organized the cleaning supplies.
[ Entering Love Supremacy Zone. ]
Ah, it was Cha Yeowoon.
[Cha Yeowoon] : On my way to the teachers’ office
[Cha Yeowoon] : The 3rd year teachers’ office?
[Tae Myeongha] : Yeah, but I’m leaving now
As I was leaving the room, engrossed in my phone, a shadow appeared right in front of me.
“Is practice already over?”
When I raised my head, I saw a handsome guy.
Maybe I had been staring at Tak Junho’s face for too long. Suddenly, I realized how beautiful Cha Yeowoon’s features were.
Right, sometimes it was necessary to see the ugly to appreciate the beautiful…
“What is it?”
Cha Yeowoon’s face was distorted.
He was staring at me with a piercing gaze. I hadn’t done anything wrong, but I faltered for a moment.
Why again? Wasn’t our mood improving? What was wrong with him?
“Why…”
Before I could ask Cha Yeowoon what was wrong, he grabbed my chin.
“What’s wrong with your face?”
What was I supposed to say to that? Cha Yeowoon’s expression was so grave that I wondered if something serious had happened.
“Battle scar.”
“Did you get into a fight?”
“Not really. Just played around a bit.”
“How did you play to get your cheek swollen like this?”
It wasn’t that swollen. Cha Yeowoon touched the other side of my face worriedly.
“Ouch.”
There was a stinging sensation.
It didn’t hurt much when I was hit. But I wasn’t made of iron, so it would be strange to be fine after getting punched in the face.
“Who did this?”
“There’s a reason for it. You don’t need to know.”
I tried to brush it off lightly, but the atmosphere didn’t ease up.
“Why do you never give a straight answer to things like this?”
“When did I not answer you properly? What does it matter?”
“Who did it?”
There was a harsh sound of teeth grinding.
Cha Yeowoon, seemingly resigned to not receiving an answer from me, suddenly turned away. It wasn’t just a matter of being upset; I could feel a violent surge coursing through his entire body.
“Cha Yeowoon. Why are you so upset?”
I hastily grabbed Cha Yeowoon. I had a gut feeling. If I left him like this, this punk would undoubtedly get into some trouble.
My current state of mind was like that of a dog owner desperately holding onto the leash of their excited dog as it tried to bolt away.
Contrary to me who had finished cleaning and was preparing to go home, practically everyone in the 3rd year classroom was having night study. If I didn’t stop him, I had a feeling he would go there.
“Why didn’t you tell me you got hurt?”
“Because I wasn’t really hurt?”
Rather, wouldn’t it have been strange if I had told Cha Yeowoon? I wasn’t going to divulge every little detail and say I was punched. But he seemed resentful that I hadn’t told him.
“It’s fine. I intentionally got hit. It doesn’t hurt that much.”
“Why would you intentionally get hit? Senior likes getting hit?”
“When you’re challenged, if you get hit, you’ll at least have an excuse for self defense, and at worst, you might gain some respect. Hey, where do you get off acting so cocky? Ease up on the eyes, will you?”
“So you got hit and I should just ignore it?”
“Is this the same as that?”
“What’s the difference?”
“You’re a child, and I’m not.”
Cha Yeowoon stood tall and held onto me.
I wondered if I should at least scold him and drag him away if he persisted, but I was struck dumb when I saw his expression.
His eyes’ pale hue gave him a melancholic appearance. Despite being upset just a moment ago, now he looked to be on the verge of tears.
I was the one who got hit, so why was he like this?
“I’m really not hurt.”
My words slipped out awkwardly. It was more difficult to deal with Cha Yeowoon when he was emotional than when he was venting his anger.
“…Hold on.”
After Cha Yeowoon ran off somewhere, he soon returned with a small towel soaked in cold water. He wrung it out before awkwardly switching hands and pressing the towel to my injured cheek.
“You carry a hand towel with you?”
“I’m on the sports team.”
Right. In my awkwardness I had asked a silly question.
“Give me your bag.”
“What…My arm is fine. It’s my face where I got hit.”
“I said give it so give it to me.”