I turned my head at the sudden voice and Shuel, who approached us before I realised, stealthy avoided my gaze.
Sie, who had been continuously beating me, paused.
With a face full of discomfort, she took a step back away from me.
“……You look pathetic, Sebrirua.”
It was a difficult sight to see my bold friend being formal.
It was the same with Shuel. There was not even a school rule that required them to call each other formally. Why was it difficult for them to just call each other by their first name?
“It is a violation of the school rules to assault a fellow student on campus, even if it is in the cafeteria. It might appear to be a light joke between friends and no injuries were inflicted on the victim, but please be careful.”
“Yes. I will……”
Terrified of the clear warning in his tone, Sie replied in a timid voice.
Shuel nodded lightly and walked towards the door.
He couldn’t have finished his meal already.
I looked at Shuel’s back sadly and was surprised when I saw those eyes.
‘Huh?’
Shuel looked as if he was about to cry.
I jumped out of my seat.
I wasn’t sure what was going on, but if I left it as it was, that little boy was sure to cry in a corner somewhere.
“Wait. Sorry, but please help me put this away.”
“What? Hey!”
“I’m sorry, guys. Please. Just this once!”
I hastily asked for their help before following after Shuel in a hurry.
I decided to walk carefully instead of running, in case Shuel would notice and start to run away.
The distance between Shuel and I gradually narrowed and right when he was less than a centimetres away, I reached my hand out towards him.
“H-He-Hello, President Arwen. President Shuel!”
The sudden childish voice made my and Shuel’s steps halt.
When I turned my head, I saw an awkward little boy in a school uniform staring at me with sparkling eyes.
He was, hundred percent, a freshman.
“Oh, yes. Hello. Nice to meet you. Let’s get along well in the future. But you don’t have to call us president—”
“Where is President Shuel going?”
What?
Surprised, I turned around and found no one there. Instead, I noticed a platinum head running away in the distance.
That punk!
“I’m sorry, but I have matters to attend to. I’ll see you around!”
After bidding farewell to the freshman hurriedly, I sprinted as fast as I could.
I had no time to approach him with careful footsteps. His stamina was clearly decreasing, but he continued to run with all his might.
Even though I was running hard to catch up, Shuel seemed to have no intention of turning his head around.
The sight of his back made me angry.
“Hey, Shuel Sebrirua! Aren’t you going to stop?!”
Everyone’s eyes were drawn to the sudden shout. So did Shuel’s.
Staring at Shuel, who had gradually stopped and stared at me with a shocked expression, I shouted again without taking a moment to catch my breath.
“Why are you running away when I’ve been trying to approach you?”
When did I teach you that? This naughty kid!
It’s been a long time since I’ve run like this and shouted angrily. No, this seemed to be the first time in my current life.
Shuel gasped, as though he was truly surprised.
With his eyes wide open, I said to him.
“Talk to me.”
* * *
The kingdom’s best education institution, Diminuento Academy.
Allegedly, it was a place where talented people from all over the country attended due to their outstanding professors, regardless of status.
Breaking the fairly calm and peaceful institute was the sudden chase that occurred during a casual lunch break.
“Hey, Shuel Sebrirua! Why are you just standing there?!”
The eyes of the people who were walking and chatting around the campus instantly focused on one person.
There stood a girl with dishevelled silver hair.
Seeing that, they pondered for a moment. Who is that?
“…… 5th-grade student president?”
Someone murmured in disbelief, and the crowd stirred up.
Undoubtedly, Arwen Broschte, the 5th-grade student president, was famous for her flawless appearance.
Neatly combed silver hair. Her jacket and shirt were glued stiffly together without a hint of flaws.
The Arwen, who held a deep and gentle gaze that never wavered.
The seniors who were watching the scene swore to heaven that they have never seen Arwen run, even when she was wearing the iconic first-grade yellow tie.
The same Arwen yelled while sprinting around campus?
That Arwen?
Miss Broschte, who always politely returns love letters to the senders without ever blushing?
The gazes who were watching Arwen, who was acting unusually, naturally turned towards the direction her eyes faced.
There, a boy of Arwen’s size was trembling with flushed cheeks.
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Shuel Sebrirua.
Similarly, he was the 3rd-grade student president and the only son of the Duke of Sebrirua who sponsored Arwen.
And the chick – a nickname given to the freshman from the colour of their tie – boy who had been chasing and confessing his love to Arwen ever since childhood.
As soon as they saw him, the crowd’s eyes changed.
There was excitement in the eyes of the juniors, satisfaction in the eyes of the seniors, and professors who muttered, ‘they are growing up’.
‘You’ve been persistently chasing her.’
‘You’ve succeeded, Sebrirua!’
The academy was a place where youth blossomed. And so, the scandal between Arwen and Shuel was famous.
It was adorable that Shuel kept chasing after Arwen, and although Arwen refused him every time, it was still lovely to see them together.
The professor and 7th graders, who predicted the birth of a fresh couple in the academy, smiled as they walked past them.
Arwen shook furiously, grabbed Shuel’s wrist and strode away.
The remaining freshmen became dazed for a while before their eyes twinkled.
“It must be a lovers’ quarrel.”
“Right, right!”
“It’s a lovers’ quarrel!”
The students who were called chicks chirped up loudly.
“Lovers’ quarrel!”
A gentle breeze blew through the children that were babbling around as if it’s what they do best.
Apart from the two people who became the talk of the town, it was still another peaceful day at the academy.
* * *
Bang. Clank.
“Hic.”
As soon as the door was closed and locked, I heard Shuel’s hiccup.
The noise made me feel bad for some reason. Did you think I’ll eat you?
I examined the room. It was a small room full of dust, appearing to be used as a storage room.
There was no way out except for the door I had just locked and the small window made for ventilation.
I felt a little sorry for creating an intimidating or interrogating atmosphere, but I couldn’t help it.
If I spoke in an open place, that ostrich would immediately run away or dunk his head in a corner and not raise it until I left.
In the empty room, Shuel looked at me with anxious eyes.
I let out a deep sigh and swept through my messy hair.
“What’s wrong, Shuel?”
“……”
“If you don’t tell me, I wouldn’t know. Are you going to remain like this with me? Not going to see my face even once?”
Even at those words, Shuel remained silent. The fact that he didn’t even make eye contact made my heart ache.
“Do you want me to do that? Should I not talk to you anymore? Until you graduate from the academy?”
Eventually, I let out a threat. It was not just empty words.
If Shuel truly doesn’t want to see my face, I will do that.
Shuel’s eyes widened. It seemed as if they would pop out right away with a little exaggeration.
“No!”
“Then?”
My gaze and Shuel’s crossed in the air.
His nervous and trembling pink eyes wandered here and there before eventually meeting mine again. Tears welled up in his eyes.
“Rwen……Do you think it’s a lie that I like you?”
It was more of a question than a rebuke, and it was filled with sadness.
The sight caught me off guard. Tears dripped down from Shuel’s eyes.
“How can I make Rwen believe me?”
It had been a really long time since Shuel cried.
Shuel, who has become quite mature and also holds a great position as the student president, was not very emotionally unstable.
I couldn’t believe it was me who made Shuel cry.
“I, I like you so much……Rwen is older than me, so she doesn’t believe me……”
I could barely understand those words. At the same time, I recalled Shuel, who appeared while I was talking with Sie.
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“So, you……No. Do you think that he doesn’t like you?”
“Huh? That’s not it. Shu likes me a lot.”
“For a reason! He wants to date you!”
“I don’t think so.”
Fan translation by Dropped Inks.
Oh, yeah. That’s right.
It felt as if someone had hit my head with a sledgehammer.