My university life is ruined.
It’s not just ruined; it’s properly ruined.
Damn, what? Nowadays, you don’t even need to go to the Sinhwan Club? Outsiders are plenty, and outsiders stick together? All bullshit. I tried to rely on the rumors floating around on the internet and let myself drift into the massive river of university life, but all I had left was a pathetic list of contacts.
You’re really screwed now, aren’t you? The voice of my past self, Kang Jun, who tried so hard to fit in while hiding my true self, whispered to . It’s clear now. I had been ignoring it, but I couldn’t pretend not to know anymore.
I am screwed.
But just because I don’t have any friends doesn’t an I don’t have anyone to waste ti with.
“Wanna go for a drink to celebrate the end of the sester, friend?”
Ugh. I swallowed the dry air as I looked at the ssage that had arrived two hours ago. Friend. Does this person really think of as a friend? I’ve never once thought of Kang Suhyeon as a friend, yet in his boundary, I seem to exist as a friend. How strange. Or maybe it's because he got a good grade in Gender and Marriage thanks to . The professor praised it for its fresh take on such a cliché topic and promised an A.
I should be thankful, but why does he keep bothering ?
"By the way, don’t call a friend if you're going to act like an asshole."
And to this guy, Go Yohan wasn’t a friend, but ‘a friend’.
The play Sex and Gender, which had gone through so many twists and turns, was well-received for completely changing the subject and ending. I said my goodbyes to Kang Suhyeon, whom I would likely run into again soday, in a friendly manner. Even though I secretly thought, I wasn’t happy to et you, and I never want to et you again. But this oblivious science student kept sending ssages relentlessly.
Even if I wanted to ignore them, who knows what life will be like, right? I realized that the university society is much smaller and less free than I had thought, so I answered one of the three ssages. And the fact that the third ssage was the one asking for a promise made suspect that Kang Suhyeon had figured out my response pattern—his timing was almost too perfect.
“Ugh, really.”
“No. I need to prepare for my last major exam tomorrow.”
Despite the two-hour gap between my reply, Kang Suhyeon’s response ca back in no ti.
“Preparing? Then it should be fine.”
“What’s fine about it?”
“Preparing ans you’ve finished sothing, right? If you’re like and haven’t done anything, you wouldn’t need to prepare anything.”
“Is this guy even a student?”
Why the hell am I exchanging ssages with this guy? I genuinely feel disillusioned with my life. The image of university life I had desperately wanted is crumbling day by day.
“Why would a freshman be living like this? Give up already~ You’re never going to be at the top anyway. Grades are temporary, but friendship is forever, friend.”
Is Kang Suhyeon really the ideal student for this university? If that’s true, I’d want to drop out and go back to the study-abroad path I had abandoned. “Go away.” I deleted the reply I typed out in frustration. Then, I made an effort to hold back for the sake of my social standing.
“I don’t drink.”
“You don’t drink? Guess you haven’t suffered enough.”
“……”
“Living life with so grilled pork belly and a glass of soju. If there’s no hardship, you wouldn’t understand the taste.”
“I’ll just ignore your ssage.”
“Then what’s this now? Is it a joke~ Is it so cute act~?”
“I’m blocking you.”
“No! If you block , your whole family will go bald.”
I really need to block him. That’s it. I’ve made up my mind.
Just as I was about to add Kang Suhyeon’s number to the block list, one last ssage popped up urgently. Kang Suhyeon should be thankful for his fast typing skills. If it hadn’t been for that ssage, he would have probably stayed on my blacklist forever.
“Dude, I’m only taking care of you because you’re a Kang. I’m worried you’ll get a taste of the sour life in Seoul, coming from the sweet and pure Kang family in the countryside. Don’t be shy, just co.”
Oh, never mind. I really should block him.
“And I have sothing to say. It’s kind of important.”
Finally, I stopped my hand from adding his number to the block list. The serious tone of his ssage made hesitate, sothing I wouldn’t have done otherwise. Once that hesitation arose, it was clear that this round would go to Kang Suhyeon. Damn it. I stood up, grabbed my coat and wallet.
“I’ll take a taxi. Send the address.”
“^,
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