The Law of Webnovels Chapter 23

Chapter 23: Chapter 23

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I… I was… I was unaware of it until that mont. It was that we had an argunt, which turned into a big fight. I totally forgot the fact and was behaving as comfortably as I could with him the way I did before a month ago. People sure felt relaxed in their ho. I knew for sure that it was true.

Yoo Chun Young also sat still and had his eyes on . The silence between us grew so heavy that it started to feel harder to breathe.

As I tried to breathe in, the bathroom door opened abruptly and my dad ca out to the living room with a towel wrapped on his head. That ended the silence between us. My dad took our situation in stride and muttered,

“Oh my god, look at the striking sparks between you two. You guys are lying to about you two not dating, aren’t you?”

“…”

Oh, dad, please. Should I feel appreciated or embarrassed? Since I could not decide between the two, I just watched his back as he disappeared through the doorway of his room in silence. Yoo Chun Young also looked puzzled. We sat down without uttering a word and dropped our gazes at the floor awkwardly.

While I wriggled my toes under the couch, Yoo Chun Young continued to change the channel with a dumbfounded expression. Where he stopped was a rerun of a cody show I missed yesterday. My favorite skit was on the screen and there burst hysteric laughter from the audience.

However, none of us felt like laughing. We just sat there in silence and watched the TV until my dad got ready for work and entreated Yoo Chun Young to beware of on his way out of the front door.

Our silence remained undisturbed. Only the sound of the clock ticking rang noisily around the room where we were in. I thought of the clock, a gift from Woo Jooin, as it’s sound resonated all around us like the beating of a drum crazily inside my room. Yoo Chun Young was… Actually, I had no idea what was going on inside of Yoo Chun Young’s head.

Then he held the remote control back and turned off the TV all of a sudden. I stared at him with surprise. His light blue eyes were staring right back at . He then opened his lips to say, “I… Today, this morning, I was so… no, never mind.”

He discontinued what he tried to articulate what he had in his mind. Instead, he disheveled his hair while wearing a self-deprecating smile. Yoo Chun Young used to bring up his thoughts carefully; therefore, he hardly needed to correct his words.

As I kept my gaze at him in surprise, he, again, opened his mouth.

“How could I believe you?”

“…”

“Your smile belied your words, which made feel like I am mistaken in thinking that you still treat as your friend. Maybe you might still be thinking of transfer to another school.”

When his blues eyes moved directly towards my direction, I felt the cold air within those beautiful blue pupils of his. In his eyes, there appeared a shivering and truculent mien like an edge of a blade.

“Sotis when I’m with you… I feel silly like what I’m doing here.”

He then spat out his last words and stood up. His pace as he tried to retrace his thoughts was slow beyond all bounds. I felt like I could run after him and grab his arms right away if I put my mind to it. I, however, could not do that.

What could I say to him as he held himself back like this? I never thought of transferring to a different school? Could I, the one who started the morning with that in mind, do sothing like that?

Ha… I could not help myself but simper from bafflent at a loss of words. Yoo Chun Young was indeed outrageously sensitive.

Therefore, I could not hold his back from disappearing away from . When the door slamd, it was then when I burst a feigned laugh out loud. I tottered back to the living room. With a smile, I buried my face on my hands and drew a long sigh. As I looked at the table, there were two slices of tiramisu left untasted. It made smirk again and lie down on the couch.

Should I believe there was a little hope left since he did not ask do whatever I wanted? I ant, he didn’t say anything whether I could see the internet now or not? I tilted my head back and stared at the complicated white patterns on the ceiling. I felt like I was about to suffocate. The reason we fought weeks ago could simply be articulated like this.

Yoo Chun Young considered as his friend, and I thought of him as a character in a novel and my friend at the sa ti. That caused the problem.

A friend might want to spend much ti together. Generally, people could barely imagine transferring to a different school and leaving their friends.

I considered Yoo Chung Young as my friend. If I was asked if it was good to be together, I would not hesitate to say yes; however, that did not help to suffer from the urge to escape the clutches of this novel.

As much as I wanted to be next to him, the more I desired to get out of this world, the more I wanted to put a distance between us.

I often spoke sincerely through the phone with my friend who moved to Gwangju when we were young. She told there existed, of course, nothing like the Four Heavenly Kings or so. The top of the school was well-known for their hard work on studying and the second best was a bitchy genius. Both of them were neither that handso nor pretty. No Four Heavenly Kings as well.

How much did I dream of that normal world? It was no wonder for to transfer to that school with all my heart. As expected, this school was only a little strange.

Whenever our phone call was at the end, I repeated these sa words in repeat: ‘I really wanted to move to another school.’ ‘It would be good to go to your place.’ ‘Please let transfer.’ Alas, as it turned out, this conversation turned out to be the root of the problem.

One day, Yoo Chung Young, who ca over to my house, happened to hear our conversation through the phone. His eavesdropping was not intentional since I used to roll on the bed and speak loudly when I enjoyed a phone call.

Fortunately, Yeo Ryung Ban and Woo Jooin, who were also at my house, did not hear what I said. I, however, had an incredibly hard ti after that.

It was a mont that I would never ever want to go through again. The mont when Yoo Chun Young’s eyes were burning with the coldest anger, I was about to pass out confronting that scowl.

That was the level of seriousness it harbored, and it frightened so. His face, with the look in his eyes, was asking, ‘Have you ever thought as a friend?’ It was insanely horrifying.

It seed that he did not hear anything else except ‘I really want to move to another school.’ Therefore, he first interrogated with a concerned voice. Was there soone who made him feel this much distress? This cautious boy even jumped to conclusions if Baek Yeo Min was bullying .

Since I was, however, at a loss of words for a certain mont, he asked if there were other reasons. How could I tell him that the reason I wanted to leave the school was because of the existences of these guys and Yeo Ban Ryung? I kept my mouth shut

The next thing I saw was the burning in his eyes as he sensed betrayal in my silence. Even I would feel the sa if a close friend of mine, whom I always had good tis with, considered all kinds of options to transfer to another school. That would sure cause a problem.

I tried to confess all these: ‘The world I am living in made it seem as if I am inside a novel. Have you ever thought of how crazy it makes when it felt as if I am a chess piece being played around in soone’s hand?’ However, would there be anyone who would understand if I said so?

I, therefore, did not say anything at all. His face then turned icy cold as I continued to remain silent. His gaze first seed like it was burning viciously and then going down to freezing temperatures as if everything inside him had burnt and only the ashes of his affections remained. In the end, his eyes were welled up with tears. He dropped that gaze at and stomped out of the room at last.

Sotis, I felt a sense of incompatibility with myself when I regarded them as my friends and, at the sa ti, characters inside a novel. I often felt guilty, too.

However, I relieved myself by saying it would be fine since I would not make it apparent. That belief led to much complacency.

As it turned out, what I did was not okay at all. Especially to Yoo Chun Young. I closed my eyes tightly.

The sharp question he flung at was still left unanswered, but it was also what I wanted to ask him back.

‘Have you ever thought of like a true friend?”

I could not ask that question because I thought it was only available when we were not friends anymore. Yoo Chun Young, however, left my house, and I was here, sitting alone inside the stinging darkness. The situation urged to ask him that burning question.

‘Have you ever thought of like a true friend? For real?’

The words he spoke to when we were laying our heads on the desk looking at each other were still inside my head even after three years, which was such a huge amount of ti. It made hate myself.

At that ti, I tried to think that my heart was just slightly hurt from his words; however, what he said was still inside , and it made feel miserable.

“It’s that… you seed to have no interest in .”

“That’s why I like you.”

At this very mont, it was who really wanted to ask a question back at him. No, I wanted to voice it out as loud as possible. ‘What would happen if I get interested in you?’