Chapter 49: Do you hate me?

After school.

As planned, the time had come for Yoon Sejeong to go to the library and for me to go to the disciplinary committee room to see Baek Ahra.

“Are you sure you’ll be okay?”

“I told you, I’ll be fine. We went on a library tour together before, Hayeon, you, and Ahra, remember? Besides….”

“We’re both going with her, so what’s there to worry about?”

“Right. Do you think we’ll get lost or something?”

Jia and Sohee responded, taking over Sejeong’s words.

Originally, Sejeong was supposed to go to the library alone, but I asked the two of them to go with her.

Of course, the reason I asked was ostensibly for directions, but… I wasn’t worried about that part.

My anxiety stemmed from Han Yurim, whom I met during lunch.

The more I thought about her unstable appearance and why she suddenly appeared in front of me now, the more complicated my mind became.

‘Should I tell Sohee and Jia about meeting Han Yurim?’

It seemed that other people hadn’t seen me leaving with Han Yurim, since there were many people around for clearing the table.

I didn’t say anything because I thought it would cause unnecessary anxiety to talk about Han Yurim in that situation… but still, would it have been better to tell them?

…No, it might have just increased their anxiety.

And, if Han Yurim tries to approach them, they’ll handle it well on their own.

The two of them had suffered so much from Han Yurim that they would definitely bare their claws if she even tried to come near.

And, in the first place, although it’s after school, it’s a time when the library is usually crowded due to the nature of the boarding school.

No matter who Han Yurim is, she wouldn’t be able to do anything in such an open place with so many people’s eyes.

‘Still, I should talk to Baek Ahra at the disciplinary committee room first. And, if necessary, I should ask the senior for help.’

Nevertheless, some preparation was needed.

“Then, I’m trusting you guys and leaving? I’ll go to the library after I’m done. Ah, you two, don’t read comics, and study a bit next to her. You have to take the supplementary exam anyway, right?”

“Ugh. I hate exams….”

Sohee’s expression, which had been bright until just now, transformed into a dark face as if she had gathered all the despair in the world.

“But…can’t we play until today…?”

Jia was rolling her eyes, saying something that someone who studies only on the day before the exam would say.

‘Sigh.’

Although the overall score announcement hasn’t come out yet, at Aria Academy, if the grading is finished, the school consistently sends a message to those who fall below the score.

Students who become subject to the supplementary exam must receive a score above the cut-off line to pass, and if they fail even that exam, they fail directly and must spend another semester.

‘…Although, there aren’t actually any kids who fail.’

Basically, in the case of the young ladies who attend here, the teachers also had nothing to gain by getting involved, so they were very accommodating, pretending to be strict but never letting them fail.

“When am I going to memorize all this….”

The paper that Sohee is holding and muttering about is practically the answer sheet.

If you just memorize that and take the exam, you can get a perfect score, let alone pass.

And, in the case of those who are not young ladies, they are all special scholarship students from outside, and they not only don’t fail, but they absolutely must not fail.

The moment they fail even once, their scholarship is confiscated.

They have to pay the enormous cost that they should have originally paid to the school.

Thump!

“Ow!”

“I’ll check later, so don’t play around. Okay?”

“Hmph…the princess is also taking the supplementary exam anyway….”

“I’ll start studying after I get back from the disciplinary committee.”

‘I should try to get into studying now.’

I can’t keep playing around forever.

Not being able to take care of myself was enough in my previous life.

“…Um, then shall I teach you?”

Sejeong, who had been listening to our conversation, made a suggestion.

“Would that be okay? The curriculum at your previous school and our school are different….”

I hadn’t thought of that, but I was holding back because I wondered if I could ask her about it since it was an exam before Sejeong came.

“No problem. I’ve already learned the entire high school level. Besides, it’s easier to teach if it’s limited, like the paper Sohee is holding.”

“Oh…. The transfer student, you look reliable.”

“Now that she’s taken off her glasses, her eyes are clearly visible, and she seems to have a certain presence.”

“Hehe, it’s not that much….”

The protagonist, being praised and embarrassed while surrounded by two villain extras who were infinitely bullying roles in the original work.

…I could think that it was worthwhile in its own way.

Knock, knock.

-Who is it?

“It’s me~.”

When I called out a little playfully, I suddenly heard a rattling sound, and the shadow reflected on the opaque glass rapidly approached.

And, creak.

The door opened demurely, as if I had moved back a little in case it opened violently, to no avail.

Baek Ahra’s expression, with her silver hair fluttering, was calm.

“You’re here? Come in.”

Pretending that the loud noise didn’t happen, she turns around primly, and a feeling of wanting to tease her wells up.

‘Ah, I shouldn’t.’

I wasn’t like this to this extent when dealing with other people, but when I see Baek Ahra, a bad feeling rises up like a person trying to pick a pretty flower.

What can I do if the reaction is good?

That’s not my fault.

Still, for now, I quietly follow Baek Ahra inside, and a room that feels like a meeting room appears.

There is one long desk on each side, and one desk towards the window that looks like the head seat.

And, in the middle, there was a large empty space that could be used to put anything.

What to put there….

‘At that time, when the meeting about the suspension was held, they put a chair there and made me sit.’

It’s in the past now, but I still can’t erase the memory of sitting in the center and receiving the sharp gazes of the teachers.

At that time, was it the first time I saw my mother’s angry face?

‘Of course, it was directed at the teachers, not me.’

My parents were quite overprotective, always taking the side of their daughters no matter what.

Of course, I got a lot of scolding after going home after that.

Even so, my mother was really reassuring at that time.

My mother in this life.

In fact, even if I had a biological mother in my previous life, I never even saw her face, so it wouldn’t be wrong to say that this was the first mother I had.

‘…She said she would come back during her vacation.’

I’m not sure when that will be.

She’ll come when she can.

“So, what’s the reason you called me to the disciplinary committee?”

The surprising thing was that there was no one in the disciplinary committee room except Baek Ahra.

Didn’t she say it was something discussed with the disciplinary committee members?

So I thought there would be one or two people.

…Hmm?

“I sent the members on duty today to patrol. I felt like the discipline had become a little lax lately. Besides, if other kids were there when I was talking to you, the conversation would likely go off on a tangent.”

“Hey. What are you talking about? With the disciplinary committee president, who is one of the most beautiful in our high school, right in front of us, who would be distracted?”

“…If you didn’t talk, you wouldn’t be so hateful.”

I unconsciously tilted my head at those words.

“Do you hate me?”

“Then wouldn’t I?”

“Really?”

Saying that, I take a step closer, and Baek Ahra likewise takes a step back.

I’m a little sad.

Still, after many incidents last week, we even slept together in my room yesterday.

“Our disciplinary committee president, you come to a hateful person’s house and sleep in the same room?”

At that, Baek Ahra’s ears turned red in an instant.

“I, I told you. That was just because Sejeong said she was going to your house, so I had no choice….”

“Really?”

Despite the almost lack of heels, the sound of hard shoes fills the disciplinary committee room.

If I move one step, Baek Ahra likewise moves one step back.

It sounded like the regular rhythm that occurs when partners in a ballroom match their steps and move, and it was quite enjoyable.

“If you tell the truth, I’ll forgive you.”

“I, I mean, truth or not…!”

She urgently moves her feet back, but is that really the best option?

Just as songs have an end, the rhythm we were creating also had an end.

Thud.

Baek Ahra’s shoes hit the hard desk, and her body shakes unstably.

“Ah….”

A foreseen fall.

I wasn’t flustered by it and immediately supported her body with one arm.

As a result, our faces became so close that they couldn’t get any closer.

Even if you don’t want the song to end, the end of the song will come.

Her escape also met an unwanted end.

An exchange of breaths occurred.

Warm, and somewhat moist.

Just by inhaling it, a strange heat was felt in the lower abdomen, and the breath was incredibly sweet.

“…So.”

I asked, after readjusting her to make her comfortable.

“Do you really hate me?”

“……I don’t hate you. S, Stop…….”

Hmm.

Good expression.