The Law of Webnovels
Chapter 357

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Looking at him absent-mindedly for a moment, I asked back, "Oppa, is this the first time you review what you've learned?"

It was a question I dropped just in case; however, watching him nod immediately, I burst into song in my thoughts, 'Ahhh, what should I do~ concrete jungle wet dream tomato~!'

'Oh, lord... the female main character's brother doesn't even review his main subjects. Meanwhile, every student is encouraged to do so if they want higher grades. That means he only takes classes in school, and that's all he does for studying. He's more than just a human, isn't he?' I rambled such thoughts while being hit mentally, but I tried not to reveal what I had in mind.

"Um, then is it because you can't afford a private tutor?" I asked.

"..."

Being lost in thought for a moment, Yeo Dan oppa shook his head wordlessly. I threw another question, "Eh? Then is it because you don't like staying with me?!"

"Ah..."

"What's wrong?"

Wrinkling his forehead shortly, Yeo Dan oppa shook his head again and replied, "I'm feeling even worse."

"Yikes, then what I've just said is true?"

"Not sure."

He responded that way right after blurting those words in astonishment. Wondering for a second, Yeo Dan oppa replied, "... Maybe not?"

"Hmm..."

I finally took a cushion beside me, put it on the table, and shoved my head onto it. How come nothing was getting resolved even when I flung straightforward questions?

Quietly watching my brown hair scattering away like a duster, Yeo Dan oppa stretched out his hand unconsciously and grabbed them. My hair in his palm turned into the shape of an apple during this unguarded moment.

Burying my face onto the cushion, I thought, 'In middle school, I was obsessed with apple hair that I always tied my hair that way. I don't know why I've done my hair like that. I tied my bangs into the shape of an apple since they annoyed me during the summer, and it looked hilarious when I looked at it in the mirror.'

I was all up to date with him, so who would care? Thinking that way, I turned my shoved head to look at Yeo Dan oppa. My bangs were, of course, still roundly tied upward in his grip. That was when he uttered, "Oh..."

"What's up, oppa?"

I would be looking like crap from his view, but he dropped his gaze at me intently and suddenly said, "... I think I'm feeling better now."

"What? Unbelievable. How come?"

"I don't know," replied Yeo Dan oppa while touching my hair. He then gripped them into a round shape. He suddenly released his hand, so my hair slid softly and covered my face like a ghost. Before I could blow my hair away from my face, I heard a burst of loud laughter. That brief moment of laughter didn't seem familiar to me.

Doubting my ears for a second, I quickly swept up my hair, disturbing my sight. However, when I took them all up, I realized that the grin on his face was already gone.

There was still some trace of that bright expression on his face. The sign of his smile, which was as faint as the twinkling salt on dried seawater, was enough to captivate my soul.

Feeling dazed for a second, I blurted, "Wow..."

"Why?"

Before realizing it, I was holding his hand and begging, "Oppa, won't you please smile one more time?"

At that moment, Yeo Dan oppa emitted a small whoop again, so I asked urgently, "Why? Are you feeling upset again?"

"No..." Switching his gaze somewhere else, he soon directed his eyes back on me and replied, "I'm good."

Phew, thank goodness. 'So, holding hands is okay for now, right?' Feeling relieved, I continued to speak in a hurry, "Then, tell me. Why did you laugh just now? I can't stop thinking about your smile the more I try to guess what your reasons were. Oppa, I think this is the first time I've seen you laugh that loudly in my life."

Holding his hand tightly with mine, I shook them and urged him, "Huh? Come on, think about it. I really need to see you smile." As I spoke that way severely, Yeo Dan oppa also turned serious.

Geez, what were we doing? We're straying away from studying! I looked at the open workbook and thought about the situation shortly. Once I heard his response, I turned my head again.

"Well... maybe because of your hairstyle?"

"Ah, you mean this one?"

Flinging the question, I grabbed my bangs and pulled it upward abruptly. As soon as I started doing that, Yeo Dan oppa flaunted a small grin again while covering his mouth with his hand. Oh... I just blinked swiftly in surprise.

Glancing at how his eyes curved into a smile with his lips hidden behind his hand, I suddenly had a sense of déjà vu while assuming that he's smiling. 'I think I've seen someone smile that way before. He looked like he can't stand his laughter anymore...' I wondered for a moment.

Although I didn't know what made him feel like shit, at least, I learned how to make him feel better. With that thought in mind, I took out my hair tie and made my bangs look like an apple hair resolutely.

"Oppa, is this enough?" I asked.

Yeo Dan oppa, once again, covered his smiling face with his hand. Regardless of his reaction, I kept pushing my face right into him and asked, 'Huh? Is this enough? Tell me!' which made him nod eventually.

Thus, I sat in the café with apple hair, which would have been hip five years ago... no, maybe about a decade. This hairstyle was even ten years off the track from my real age. I wished I wouldn't run into any of my classmates.

Once I tied my hair into the shape of an apple, Yeo Dan oppa started looking better again. He returned to his usual self.

Resting his chin on his palm nonchalantly, he stretched out his hand from time to time and pinched my apple hair with his fingers.

In the end, I could only study half of my usual materials. It was only nine o'clock. Putting my workbook into my backpack, I chose to have a chat with oppa instead.

Touching my swaying hair, I asked, "Oppa, why do you like this hairstyle? I really look ugly with it."

I wasn't joking. Was it in my freshman year in high school? I unintentionally tied my hair into this style and left the bathroom immediately when I saw my face reflected in the mirror.

"Well..." Yeo Dan oppa also looked like he couldn't find a specific reason.

"Because it looks funny?"

That was the best guess I could make. Yeo Dan oppa shook his head this time.

'Geez, I'm still going around in circles like I've been doing earlier,' I murmured to myself. Why was I investigating why oppa felt terrible and now about why he suddenly fell into me because of this silly hairstyle?'

Anyway, why did I think about some memes and old jokes about psychology? Should I design my own program about the psychology of Yeo Dan oppa? Being lost into absurd thoughts, I soon raised my head at his sudden remark.

"Maybe because it makes me nostalgic about our childhood days."

"Oh..."

His response finally made sense for the first time. It shocked me for a bit. Hesitating for a moment, I asked, "Oppa, do you remember what you did with me when we were young?"

"How could I forget?"

'I thought you will since you have good memories,' murmuring to myself, I was soon rendered speechless when Yeo Dan oppa brought up something while touching my apple hair.

"When you first had this hairstyle, you did it with the hair tie I bought you."

"Ah..."

"It had a blue star with purple glitters inside."

I nodded while recalling the vague memory. It was definitely in my head. I couldn't remember when I got that hair tie from him, but it had been in my drawer since then.

People usually preferred something glittering compared to any other things; it was like an instinct. Thus, that hair tie was my most favorite possession during middle school. Yes, I tied my hair into an apple shape with it very often.

"Was it from you?"

I regretted saying such a thing once I dropped that question. Gosh, oppa would definitely feel disappointed if he realized that I didn't remember it.

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