Chapter 2: Extras face the main character.

“…Arrival.”

The classroom with the words 1-A written on it, which I arrived at through the students’ gazes. This is the class I’m currently attending, and the point where the original work begins in the academy.

‘Looking at it like this, it looks like a set.’

I’m walking around the building I saw in the comic’s depiction, wearing the uniform that only appeared in the comic.

If it weren’t for the natural vitality of the students, I could have believed that this was a place decorated for the live-action adaptation of the comic.

I wish the fact that I became Kim Hayeon was also a hidden camera prank, but that’s not going to happen.

I’ve already experienced everything, including my period.

There were supplies prepared in advance in the locker.

…I somehow felt worse.

Thud.

When I quietly opened the door, the gazes in the classroom gathered on me and then quickly dispersed.

It wasn’t like they were avoiding my eyes, it was a gaze to determine whether I belonged to their group or not.

The classroom was small, but the groups within it were diverse.

There were close groups that came up together from middle school, and there were groups that became close because of shared hobbies.

Among them, the group I belonged to was the former.

A group of kids who were bored, and a relationship where you could play happily when you wanted to.

A relationship where you can play comfortably without giving meaning to every single word.

In my past life, I built it with the people I grew up with in the orphanage without being able to fit into the classroom, but now the friends I made in middle school occupied that place.

My seat is the back seat among the window seats.

The seats next to and in front of it were already filled.

“Hayeon, you’re here? How come you came right on time?”

“I know, right… Huh? You’re wearing pants?”

The kids who were wearing strangely modified long skirts and had various cosmetics on their desks.

These are the thug extras A and B.

…It’s not that I’m calling them this because I don’t remember their names.

The child sitting next to me is Jin Sohee. Commonly known as thug extra A.

The child sitting in front of me is Han Jia. Commonly known as thug extra B.

They have proper names, but they didn’t appear in the comic.

The characters are vaguely referred to as ‘Kim Hayeon and her subordinates’, or ‘thugs’, or something like that.

Then, in the end, their names didn’t appear until the moment of completion, so I remember that in the popularity poll at the end of the comic book, they were voted for with names like thug extra A.

Their treatment was pitiful.

‘Kim Hayeon’ could be said to have received better treatment in that her name was revealed, but that was all in the scene where she bullied the main character, so it wasn’t good at all.

“Ugh, I’m tired…”

My words came out a little strong, but I was really tired.

I was physically exhausted from running, and I was mentally exhausted from facing the president.

…Both in my past life and now, this mouth was the problem.

I could just go with the flow, but I keep making things bigger.

I’m worried that my words will come out strangely when I meet the main character.

‘…Still.’

It was refreshing.

So, who told her to touch someone else’s chin like that?

If it were a yuri comic, the readers would say ‘Do more! Do it recklessly!’, but as long as I’m breathing, this is reality.

I had no objection to dating a woman, but there are still steps, aren’t there?

I refused a woman who suddenly came on strong.

While I was thinking that, someone hooked their arm around my drooping right arm, and I felt a soft sensation.

“Why is our princess so annoyed today? Lack of sleep?”

It was Jin Sohee’s voice.

“…I told you not to call me princess.”

I’ve always hated being called princess, but now that I have the memories of my past life, I hated it to the point of nausea.

The only reason I’m saying it now is because I know she’s calling me that on purpose to try to cheer me up.

Of course, instead of cheering me up, it only made me more annoyed.

“No, you’re wearing pants you don’t usually wear today, and you usually come in with a dazed expression, but today you have a cold expression like you’re going to kill someone, so I was trying to cheer you up…”

“That’s right. That’s right. Did something happen?”

Seeing that even Jia is asking, my mood on the outside must have been worse than I thought.

“Well, there was something that could be called an incident.”

“What happened?”

‘They didn’t see it.’

Come to think of it, there was quite a distance from the building entrance to 1st year A class.

If they were only in the classroom, it makes sense that they wouldn’t know.

I adjusted my expression and straightened my lowered body.

“You guys, do you know what I did today?”

“”What?””

The two people say the same thing at the same time, as if they’re in sync.

It’s no wonder they’re friends of 4 years.

“…I just turned down the president on my way here.”

“Huh?”
“Huh?”

The two people who heard my words made a blank expression as if they didn’t know what kind of expression to make, and then quickly changed to a shocked expression.

“The president…”

“Are you talking about the president we know? No, right?”

Heh.

I said something strange to tease them for a bit, but their reactions were quite funny, as if they had planned a skit.

It’s time to teach them properly.

“So…”

I told them everything that happened in front of me, step by step.

“Well, um…”

“If that’s the case, it’s okay… I don’t think it’s okay…”

‘Huh?’

This wasn’t the reaction I expected.

I expected reactions like ‘What, that’s it? I was worried for nothing’, or that it was funny.

But the two of them had faces full of worry and concern.

“It’s okay. Well, will they expel me for refusing lunch once?”

I said this to reassure them.

“That’s true.”

“I’m not worried about that, but…”

“But?”

The two of them turned their heads and made eye contact, then nodded at the same time.

“What, that action.”

What on earth are the two of them sharing with each other, leaving me out?

Share it with me too.

“No, it’s still a relief. I thought you turned down the president’s confession.”

“Me too, me too.”

It was clearly a word to gloss over.

…Should I let it go? It wasn’t like the two of them doing this was a one- or two-day thing.

“If that was a confession, wouldn’t I have slapped her?”

She suddenly came close enough to feel my breath, and she grabbed my chin.

I heard that the degree of skinship between women is looser than between men and women, but there’s still a limit.

“The president?”
“The person who comes at you with that face?”
“Face or whatever, imagine your chin suddenly being grabbed. Wouldn’t you feel bad?”

The two of them stopped talking for a moment, then shook their heads at the same time.

It’s not like they’re twins.

“Honestly, I don’t know.”

“I think I’ll have to experience it to feel it…”

“Really?”

If they say so, I was willing to show them a demonstration.

My right arm is sealed by Sohee.

So I reach out my left arm.

“Huh?”

“Then, do you want to try it?”

Tap, tap.

I don’t actually grab it, I gently touch Jia’s chin with my finger.

“Getting your chin grabbed.”

“Hu, ah? No. Tha, uh…”

She made a strange noise as if she was surprised by the sudden chin touch, and waved her hand.

See, you hate it too.

Humans don’t know until they experience it themselves.

I was going to fold my outstretched hand and tease her, but before long, my hand was grabbed.

It was Jia’s hand.

“P, plea, gently, please…”

“…Huh?”

“I want to do it next!”

‘…This isn’t it.’

Pushed by the reaction, I grabbed the chins of the two until the class bell rang.

It was a joke I said to tease them, but how did it turn out like this?

“…I might not be able to refuse if I get something like this.”

“I agree.”

The reaction was the opposite of mine.

…I just wasted my energy.

“Did everyone have a good weekend after the exam? It’s just one midterm, so don’t get too relaxed…”

When the bell rang, the homeroom teacher, who came in wearing a suit, said the right things in a gentle tone.

It’s not that the right things are bad.

What is the right thing? People called it the right thing because it was the right thing to say.

But, it was boring.

Normally, I would have been nodding off unknowingly while basking in the sunlight.

However, my mind was clearer than ever.

‘Soon…’

“And, there’s important news for our class today.”

“News?”

“What is it?”

‘It’s coming.’

“Today, we have a transfer student in our class. I’ll introduce her, so please welcome her with applause.”

After the teacher’s words, the door opened, and a girl with black hair and large glasses entered.

“Ah, hello. My name is Yoon Sejeong. I took the exam and transferred to this academy’s high school, and my hobby is books. Please take care of me!”

If you just listen to her words, it was a good greeting, but if you look at her actions, it was very unsettling.

Her eyes couldn’t stay in one place and were shaking, and her body was frozen after standing in front of the blackboard.

No matter who looked at it, she was nervous right now.

‘…She’s really the main character.’

Black braided hair and large glasses. And a timid personality.

My impression of seeing the main character in person was like a small animal.

A fragile person who looks like she’ll cry if you scare her a little.

In the comic, ‘Kim Hayeon’ thought this when she first saw her.

-How would a person like that cry?

She said.

Certainly, facing her in person, I could understand why she would think that.

It’s understandable to have sadistic thoughts when the prettiest person here is shaking with her head and glasses covering her face.

But, I didn’t have such thoughts at all.

Then, I suddenly had a thought.

‘…If I didn’t have the memories of my past life.’

Would I have thought the same as in the comic?

Thinking that, I remembered the retching I did in the morning and hunched over.

‘…No.’

I am me.

Kim Hayeon, who is living properly in this world, not in the comic.

“…Then, is there anyone who can take on the role of helper next to Sejeong for this week?”

…In the original work, Kim Ha-Yeon
takes on the role of this helper.

It’s called a helper, but it was the beginning of bullying.

Bullying that starts with small harassments like giving the wrong timetable or throwing away frequently used pens.

And yet, when she didn’t cry, the bullying got worse.

‘Do I want to bully the girl in front of me now?’

No.

Rather, I wanted to get close to her.

Because she has the blood of the imperial family? Because bullying her will lead to ruin?

Both were correct.

That part was the same as what I thought in the morning.

…But.

Seeing her shaking like that, I felt a different emotion from those two.

-Ha, she’s really having a hard time at the academy. I would have dropped out already if I were her.

I watched the whole process of her suffering because of ‘Kim Hayeon’ in the comic.

Then, on the contrary, if I can be by her side and fulfill my role as a helper.

…Can I prove that I am me, not ‘Kim Hayeon’?

“…Teacher. I want to do it.”

When I came to my senses, I had already raised my hand,

“Oh, Hayeon? Okay. Then the helper for Sejeong is Hayeon, and the desk and chair are already in the hallway, so help her out during break time. Got it?”

“Yes.”

I was staring at Yoon Sejeong with my answer to the teacher.

Yoon Sejeong was also looking at me with her eyes wide.

And, when our eyes met, she hesitantly waved at me.

To her, I also gave a slight wave.

She was satisfied with just that, and she smiled at me.

A strong heroine who is timid but never breaks no matter what difficulties she faces.

She was smiling at me now.

‘…I can’t be a good person.’

I wasn’t a good enough person to receive such a smile.

A calculating, self-proving person.

If I appeared in a comic, I would have a nasty personality that would be an extra, let alone a heroine.

‘Still.’

For some reason, my heart felt lighter compared to the morning.

After the teacher left, I reached out to Yoon Sejeong, who came towards me.

“I’m Kim Hayeon. Nice to meet you. Sejeong-ah.”

“N, nice to meet you too. …Hayeon-ah.”

Yoon Sejeong hesitated for a moment and then took my hand.

That was the first encounter between me, an extra, and the main character.