“The world sure has gotten cruel.”

“What the heck, that was so random?”

“Why can’t the young’uns grow up more brightly?”

“Park Daemyung, what did you feed this guy?”

“I-I don’t know.”

Maru patted Dowook’s shoulder before picking up his food tray and standing up. He just got a text from Okseon. She told him to forget about the conversation they had yesterday in an imperative tone. It was cute to see her thinking that she could tell others what they should do with every word and every sentence of hers. Though, she might be thinking that she was being serious.

He talked with her a bit yesterday since he thought that she was impressive for trying to do something proactively, but her insufficient mindset and actions made him almost encourage her instead.

“It really doesn’t matter what people look like on the outside, does it?”

“Are you picking a fight with me? You’ve been saying weird things for quite a while now.”

“Even the angry-looking Dowook is actually a cute little brother in front of his big si… whoa there, put your hands down.”

After sending off the steaming Dowook, he walked onto the school field with Daemyung.

“Have you picked the ones for the play?”

“Yeah. A total of 13 of them.”

“I guess the ones that didn’t get picked are disappointed right now.”

“That’s why I’m planning to pick different members for the winter competition. Getting the...