Chapter 11: Extras are conducted in a three-way meeting.

Yoon Sejeong seemed to want me to meet Baek Ahra.

‘Did she not talk about me?’

She brought it up as if she had never met me when we talked on the phone yesterday, and she didn’t say anything else when it was just the two of us in the evening.

‘It’s strange.’

Just a little while ago, she picked on me about my tie, but she didn’t talk about me.

In the comic, on the first night in the dormitory, the two of them talked about old stories, but they didn’t talk about ‘Kim Hayeon’.

But that was because Yoon Sejeong didn’t bring it up.

She doesn’t mention the bullying because she thinks that talking about Kim Hayeon to Baek Ahra will only cause worry.

Because of that, there is a very frustrating development in the beginning.

To the point where I wouldn’t have watched it if it was a webtoon that came out in episodes 1 and 2, not a book.

Anyway, the important thing is that Baek Ahra learns about the bullying that happened while Kim Hayeon and Yoon Sejeong were together quite late.

And, now it didn’t go in that direction at all.

The cause was me, no matter who looked at it.

Because Kim Hayeon didn’t bully Yoon Sejeong.

And, because I chose the outdoor cafe club, not the book club, for the club experience.

Baek Ahra knew from the first day that I was next to Yoon Sejeong, and she found out that there was no bullying.

‘I won’t get slapped on the cheek this time.’

The scene where Baek Ahra and Kim Hayeon first meet in the work.

At that time, Baek Ahra, who approached Kim Hayeon, who was bullying Yoon Sejeong, slaps Kim Hayeon’s cheek.

It won’t happen now, but just imagining the scene made my cheek feel sore.

“So, let’s meet the disciplinary committee president at lunch break?”

“Yes. She’s a good person, so I want to introduce you.”

“The disciplinary committee president is a bit…”

“No, Ahra is so cute.”

‘You’re the only one who would say that girl is cute.’

How can you think she’s cute when she’s so cold that other kids are afraid to even talk to her?

She’s probably softening in front of Yoon Sejeong.

“Okay, well. It doesn’t matter if I go to meet her.”

“Really?”

I don’t have anything to do during lunch break, so it’s easy to make time.

I just have to tell the two people I hang out with.

The problem is whether I should tell Yoon Sejeong that I had contact with Baek Ahra since middle school.

The fact that Baek Ahra didn’t say it means that she doesn’t want to say that she had contact with me.

Then, there seemed to be no need to tell her.

If I hear it somewhere later, I can tell her then.

I can pretend to be a person I met for the first time in front of Yoon Sejeong.

“…But, I’ll decide whether or not to get close to her. Okay?”

“Okay. That’s up to you.”

Even though I said that, that smiling face seems to be already drawing a future where Baek Ahra and I are close.

That won’t happen.

‘…How should I talk to look like I’m meeting her for the first time?’

3rd period break time.

I told Sohee and Jia that I decided to meet Baek Ahra during lunch break.

“So, you decided to meet Baek Ahra with the transfer student during lunch break?”

“Yes.”

“Do you need to meet her? It’s awkward with Baek Ahra.”

“Hmm… Still, it’s not like I can refuse when she introduces me to a friend.”

It’s not that difficult to meet her.

“…Hayeon-ah, aren’t you too soft on the transfer student?”

“Huh? Me?”

“Yes. Yesterday, you volunteered for the role of helper that you didn’t have to do, and when we were experiencing clubs, I felt like you were paying a lot of attention to the transfer student…”

“And today, you said you’d meet Baek Ahra, who you haven’t talked to until now, because the transfer student said so.”

‘Did it look like that?’

Listening to Sohee and Jia, I thought that might be the case.

It could have been revealed unconsciously, or it could have felt like that during the actions I did consciously.

Originally, there was a clear reason for volunteering for the role of helper… but my appearance now, without that, would be an incomprehensible action from the perspective of those who saw me up close.

‘I can’t recite the whole comic I read.’

Let alone convince them by talking, they might try to send me to a hospital saying I’m mentally ill.

I knew that my actions would look strange to the people around me.

So I thought hard, but there was no solution.

I don’t know if I didn’t have memories, but I couldn’t go back to before yesterday morning.

“It’s just your imagination. Even if you guys did that to me, I would have followed you the same way.”

So, all I had left was to smile and appeal to their trust.

I felt sorry.

I might have been able to tell them the truth.

Maybe, they both would have believed me.

But I had too much I didn’t want to miss to believe in that small possibility and talk.

I am greedy.

Because I was just an extra, not the main character.

“Be nice to Sejeong too. She’s a kid who transferred only two days ago.”

“…But.”

“Just like I approached you guys in middle school.”

“”…””

“You guys, be nice to Sejeong too.”

Perhaps it could be said to be cowardly.

Even though it wasn’t an action I did to say this, I was doing something that was no different from holding their past hostage and forcing them.

“Huh?”

“…Okay.”

“If Hayeon says so… I’ll do that.”

So, even when I saw their depressed faces, I couldn’t comfort them.

I knew that it was my full responsibility to inflict the wound and to heal it.

But I thought that now was the moment to inflict a wound on their most precious scar.

Lunch time.

The place where Yoon Sejeong and I came out after finishing lunch was the central park built on the site.

When it was lunch break, it was the best place for many people to gather and chat, take a walk, and spend their own time, and if you sit in a place like a bench, you could easily see the large fountain, so it was popular.

In such a place, I, Yoon Sejeong, and Baek Ahra sat on the same bench.

I sat at the end, Baek Ahra sat in the middle, and Yoon Sejeong sat next to her.

I thought Yoon Sejeong would sit in the middle, but Baek Ahra sat in the middle.

Yoon Sejeong is shorter than me and Baek Ahra, so if I turn my face, I can’t see Yoon Sejeong’s face well, and I often meet Baek Ahra’s eyes.

Thanks to that, I was receiving Baek Ahra’s glare with my whole body.

I don’t know why she’s glaring.

She’s been glaring at me like that from the moment she saw me next to Yoon Sejeong.

“Okay, Ahra. The friend I told you about yesterday.”

However, Yoon Sejeong couldn’t see Baek Ahra’s expression and just led the introduction with a grin.

The reason was simple.

Because when Yoon Sejeong turned her gaze to Baek Ahra, her expression immediately softened.

I was scared to watch that change of expression in real time.

“…Hello. My name is Baek Ahra.”

‘Wow, Baek Ahra greeting politely with honorifics.’

It was a feeling I hadn’t seen since I first saw her in the first year of middle school, so it felt nostalgic.

“I’m Kim Hayeon. Can I speak informally? We’re in the same grade anyway.”

But, more than that, it’s creepy that I can’t handle it.

It’s funny to do this between people who know each other, but to talk while using honorifics?

I didn’t want to go that far.

I use honorifics when I tease her, but if I talk in honorifics in my daily life, the meaning disappears.

“Really? Then I’ll speak informally too.”

Baek Ahra’s expression became better than when I first saw her, perhaps because she was happy with that.

She also uses honorifics when working as a disciplinary committee president, but she naturally speaks informally in her daily life.

“You two are childhood friends? I’m jealous. I don’t have anyone to call a childhood friend.”

I attended elementary school elsewhere, and since I entered Aria Academy from middle school, there were no friends to call childhood friends.

More than that, there weren’t any particularly close people.

My childhood life was to get along with everyone, without any corners.

It was very different from now.

“…Did Sejeong tell you?”

“I heard that the roommate I met yesterday was my childhood friend.”

“Anything else?”

“Not really besides that.”

I only heard that much.

I know other stories they talked about, but unless they say it, I can’t know the content.

So I wish you wouldn’t look at me with that inquisitive look.

“Ah, I have a cookie I got from the cafe club yesterday, do you want to eat it?”

Yoon Sejeong rummaged through the eco-bag she brought, took out a shiny cookie box, and gave it to me.

When did she take this?

Did she take it when she went to the bathroom?

“Take what you want.”

“”Then this one.””

We both chose a heart-shaped chocolate cookie. There was only one of those in the box.

It seems that Sejeong ate a few.

“…Shall we split it in half?”

I said, holding the chocolate cookie.

In this case, in my experience, it was wise to just split it in half.

There were many other cookies to eat, and the cookie itself was large.

“…No. Let’s play rock, paper, scissors.”

“Huh? No, just split it in half…”

“No.”

Baek Ahra refused to split the cookie in half with a firm expression.

Why?

I didn’t know, but rock, paper, scissors was also pretty good, so I followed Baek Ahra’s opinion.

As a result, I won with scissors.

‘That cookie…’

It looked exactly like the heart-shaped cookie I split in half with Kim Hayeon in my dream yesterday.

And, while I was being pillowed on her lap, we even fed each other.

‘It’s so shameless…’

Why did I have that dream yesterday?

Baek Ahra had to feel an unknown embarrassment while watching Kim Hayeon eat the cookie little by little.