The Law of Webnovels
Chapter 330

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I shook my head to say that I was okay. Yeo Dan oppa nodded at my response and averted his eyes from me.

We soon talked about our private lives. Lee Mina, whose excellence in livening up the mood was second to none in our class, bossed the conversation. Our topics changed swiftly from our hobbies to favorite musicians and celebrities.

As the conversation continued, I gradually began to relax. Though it was said to be a group hangout, the dialogues we shared mostly sounded like we were just classmates, maybe because everyone went to the same cram school.

Leaning on the couch, I soon straightened myself as the conversation subject changed into something quite interesting.

"Rap?" I asked.

Chun Dong Ho smiled bashfully and replied, "Uh-huh, so I remixed my favorite songs, hung out in my friend's studio, and sometimes rented a studio to record my own songs... yeah, I'm doing something like that."

"Wow, that's cool."

My sincere response came out involuntarily. Chun Dong Ho lowered his head and rubbed his student ID that he wore around his neck as if he felt slightly embarrassed. Watching his reactions, I scratched the back of my head.

Did I overreact? However, I was always astonished by those who worked in unfamiliar fields and wondered about their lives. Besides, this boy wasn't just planning and thinking about what he wanted to do; he already did some legworks and was diving into the hip hop industry.

Suddenly, Chun Dong Ho turned around to look at the speaker in the café and said, "I have a remixed version of that song on my phone."

"Wow, really? Do you mind if I hear it?"

Chun Dong Ho nodded without any sign of embarrassment. He might be used to letting others listen to his recordings. Taking out his earphone from his pocket, Chun Dong Ho tried to give one side of it across the table but halted. The table was too wide to share the same earphone.

I got up and moved to the seat right beside him. Once I sat down beside him, the tension I felt earlier suddenly returned.

For some reason, I felt like we were too close. Of course, I couldn't help it since this couch was too small for five people to sit together.

I glanced aside. Chun Dong Ho kept having difficulties with untying his tangled earphone. He murmured in a small voice, "Oh, gosh..."

Watching him do that, I stretched out my hand for assistance, but it wasn't helping. Trying to untie the untangled earphone made us touch each other's hands. Thus, the air between us became even more awkward.

'I was just trying to hear some songs, but geez... what am I doing?' I took my hands off his earphone and began to hand fan my neck before glancing around with that thought in mind.

Yeo Dan oppa was now sitting on a far end of the table after receiving much positive fanfare from the girls. Moon Sarah and Anh Ji Young showered him questions such as 'Where do you live, oppa?' 'Do you have any younger siblings?' 'Why did you go to an all-boys high school?' Lee Mina, beside them, was talking to one of the boys. His name seemed to be Kim Jimin, a boy with decent appearance and glasses on like the class president character in romance comics. Mina's active and cheerful voice went along with Kim Jimin's slow and c.u.mbersome voice like an orchestra.

Suddenly, Yeo Dan oppa turned his head to look in my direction as if he felt my glance. I flinched when I read the SOS sign in his eyes.

Well, since he hated something tiresome, Yeo Dan oppa wouldn't enjoy this kind of situation. 'For what reason did he come here?' Wondering about that question, I smiled awkwardly.

It looked as though he wanted me to take him out of here while making any kind of excuses for him, but sorry, I was having more fun here than I expected. I didn't have any chance to meet someone new outside the school, so I never thought this kind of hangout would be this much exciting and refreshing. Haha!

I quickly turned my head while ignoring Yeo Dan oppa. Someone's glance was making me blush. Scratching my cheek, I heard Chun Dong Ho's voice reaching my ears.

"Okay, so here you are."

"Ah, thanks."

I took one side of his earphone and put it on my ear then looked at him. Looking at his hand while he pressed the play button, I suddenly remembered Yoo Chun Young.

I murmured to myself, 'Now that I had come to think of it, I would have never imagined that I would be listening to music with someone other than Yoo Chun Young like this.'

If I didn't think this place was happening inside a novel, I realized that different life events like this were possible. I could welcome relationsh.i.p.s with the Four Heavenly Kings and Ban Yeo Ryung or other people into my life, such as Chun Dong Ho or the kids from Mina's cram school. A lot of other people...

At last, I began to realize that I had been confining myself in my close-minded prejudice.

This was the first time I had spent the weekend without the Four Heavenly Kings or Ban Yeo Ryung, but I thought this was turning out to be better than I imagined.

I rolled my eyes and looked aside. Chun Dong Ho's eyes, which were busily moving under his bleached hair, were on me. I noticed that his eyes were a lighter shade of brown compared to others.

How long did it pass since we had eye contact? Feeling the awkward silence, I uttered with a clumsy smile, "This song is so cool. It feels very refreshing to hear a remixed version."

"Ah, it's nothing."

Though he spoke that way, Chun Dong Ho's face brightened. Taking his earphone from my ear, I handed it back to him and continued to talk.

"No, it isn't. You really record your songs like professional musicians. I never heard anything like this before. This is really cool."

"Oh, this is really nothing," replying that way, Chun Dong Ho's face blushed even more.

That was when I heard someone clapping out of the blue. I, Chun Dong Ho, Yeo Dan oppa—who was facing a fusillade of questions from the excited Moon Sarah and Ahn Ji Young—Sohn Se Young, and Kim Jimin, who was sitting quietly, all raised their heads.

The person who clapped was none other than Lee Mina. When every eye was bent on her, she asked cheerfully, "So, should we now change our seats and sit in a pair?"

That was when I realized that this was actually a group hangout after all. Earlier, I was feeling anxious while sitting close to a boy, but just now, I was feeling hyper about the prospect of making new friends or something like that. Geez, what's wrong with me? I found myself laughable.

Disheveling my hair, I showed a look of mixed feelings. 'Geez, what should I do?' I felt comfortable just now since everyone was sitting together on a couch. If we were split into pairs, I would get so nervous.

At that moment, Sohn Se Young and Chun Dong Ho, who was sitting across the table, quietly raised their hands.

"Do you mind if we go to the bathroom quickly before that?"

Kim Jimin, who looked like a model student, tossed a question, unexpectedly, in a mischievous voice.

"Why are you two going together?"

"Ah, get off, Kim Jimin,"

Pretending to punch Kim Jimin, Chun Dong Ho soon put his arm around Sohn Se Young's shoulders then disappeared to the other side of the café. Watching their backs' view, I turned my head and suddenly met Yeo Dan oppa's eyes. I realized that he was gesturing for me to leave the café with him using his eyes. 'Hmm, what should I do?' I frowned.

If I kept neglecting him, I would feel bad since I knew how struggling this kind of event was to him. Since we were now doing a short break, wouldn't it be okay to breathe some fresh air with him?

After deep thinking, I stood up from my seat and spoke in a loud voice on purpose.

"Let me go make some calls. The music here is kinda loud, so I'll have a quick call outside the café."

"Sure," replied Mina brightly while looking down at her phone. I took mine and quickly got out of the café.

Wandering around for a moment, I found a telephone pole and hid behind it. Yeo Dan oppa soon came outside and looked around with a look of wonder. I waved at him.

"Yeo Dan oppa, here!"

Once he came over to me, I pushed him between the pole and the wall; however, it didn't work that well since I was a head shorter than him.

Feeling urgent, I fiercely slapped the wall beside him and asked, "Oppa, why are you here?"

He then sent a mixed glance to my hand, which was on the wall, and replied, "Before I answer that, care to explain what kind of position this is?"

"It's hitting-the-wall."

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