Chapter 223 – The Twins Make Love.
“Soojin. Are you really going to cut it?”
Sujin’s mother looked at her Sujin with her anxious face.
“Huh. I will cut it.”
Her child said she wanted to cut her hair, so she brought her in, but Sujin’s expression didn’t look bright, which kept getting caught in her mother’s eyes.
“Soojin originally liked long hair. Do you hate it now?”
“Um… That’s not…”
If you don’t do this, Seho won’t give you a sticker.
When her mother looked at her with a puzzled expression, Sujin struggled to correct her expression.
“Me. I want to have short hair now. Lol…”
Eventually, Su-jin took her mother’s hand and entered her beauty salon.
“Hey, I’m going to cut her hair.”
“Yes, mother, how can I do it?”
“Will Sujin tell you?”
Sujin nodded her head and grabbed her own hair.
Sujin, who imitated the position where Seho placed her hand on her shoulder as best she could remember, looked up at her hairdresser.
“I want to do it with short hair like this.”
“Okay~ Then the teacher will cut it for you~”
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Su-jin’s hair is disheveled on the floor as the hairdresser starts clipping it.
It was a path that had to be raised again for at least a few months to grow again.
It was a complicated feeling.
It’s nice to be loved by Seho, but I don’t like myself when I see myself in the mirror.
“Braided! It’s all done. How is it? I like it?”
Even though the weather was still warm with spring vibes, Sujin felt a bit chilly because of her lighter hair.
“Yes… I like it…”
Returning home, Sujin stared blankly at the number 9 attached to her pencil case.
* * *
The day after she cut her hair.
Se-ho climbed the stairs, wondering if Su-jin cut her hair, and the corner of his mouth went up on its own.
“Head. Did you cut it?”
“…Huh.”
Today’s outfit is a yellow T-shirt and white pants.
He didn’t like the fact that he was wearing pants, but Seho didn’t bother pointing it out.
“Good job.”
I thought that Seho was also good at suggesting it to Sujin.
In less than a month, Sujin’s progress has been remarkable.
Now, the clothes are well suited to my face, and my hair is also arranged to make my face stand out more.
He also had a great eye for himself.
“…Not enough.”
Sujin whispered in a small voice.
“Huh? What is missing?”
“Praise me more.”
Normally, she wasn’t very assertive, but today she was a woman who wanted to get her pay.
She was the one who changed the hairstyle she had maintained her whole life with just one word of his.
‘Well done.’ It feels like the message doesn’t go away even if it’s just one word.
“Your hair suits you really well.”
“More.”
Seeing Sujin constantly forcing more compliments, Seho was a little bewildered.
I think I’ve done all the compliments, but I feel like I keep ordering them again?
I was wondering what I should say, but it seemed like the best thing to do was to refer to my dad and mom at times like this.
“Where is someone prettier than you?”
It was something her father often said to her mother.
And those words always made my mother laugh.
As usual, Seho, who had heard her mother tell her to say that the girls were pretty, even if it was an empty word, said that she was right and used Minho’s comment.
“G… Really…?”
Sujin’s eyes widen.
A cheek stained bright red.
Sujin thought that the gloomy mood because of her short hair didn’t matter anymore.
“Huh!”
“So… Then am I prettier than Sehwa?”
Sehwa is rumored to be the prettiest around Sujin.
In fact, Sehwa’s sharp nose and detailed features gave off the feeling that anyone looking at her looked like a doll.
“Sehwara… Um…”
Seho’s objective eye scans Sujin again.
It was true that he was definitely a pretty child, but there was a feeling that he was still a bit lacking to be Sehwa’s match.
Should I tell you this? Should I not
Seho, who had already lied once, lied again.
“Then! Sujin, you are much better than Lee Sehwa!”
Sujin, who had been holding her breath while Seho hesitated, felt her stomach pierce.
“Thank you. Ehehe.”
Seeing Sujin smile brightly, Seho nodded his head, thinking that his choice was never wrong.
“Ruler. Where should I put it today?”
A sticker with the number 5 on it.
Promises were a law that had to be kept.
“It’s Seho.”
“Huh?”
“Is it okay if I wear it today?”
When told to keep it a secret, it was Sujin who always put a sticker on the inside of her pencil case that only she could see.
But today, I felt like I wanted to show off my sticker even if others saw it.
“Huh? I don’t care.”
Compared to Sujin, who gives deep meaning, Seho doesn’t have much thought.
As long as he doesn’t lose the sticker, he thought he was free to put it anywhere.
“Then do it here.”
Sujin pinched her right wrist.
“But won’t it fall off if I stick it here?”
“I’ll put it on today and put it on my pencil case again tomorrow.”
“I see.”
After removing the vinyl, Seho gently touched Sujin’s wrist so that it wouldn’t fall off.
Numbers left like tattoos on pure white skin.
With a satisfied face, Sujin caressed her wrist where the sticker was attached.
“It’s Seho.”
“Huh?”
“I… Can I get a degree if I work harder?”
In fact, it was awkward to say that she was asking a random question, but Seho couldn’t help but hesitate at her question.
“No.
That’s why 1 was Seho who couldn’t give her even if she wanted to because she gave away her mother.
“Then what about 2?”
Rather than complaining about why he couldn’t be 1, Sujin aimed for the bottom.
“Two degrees…”
I-C… 2 honestly could have been given by Sujin…
If she hadn’t complained in front of her mother asking for Sehwa, the sticker with the number 2 on it would have been given to Sujin.
As Se-ho got more and more troubled, Su-jin felt like her heart was breaking.
“Seho, you are my number one…”
When Sujin muttered something sad, Seho couldn’t help but feel apologetic.
“No no. Think there’s nothing you can’t do! Everything is possible if you just try! My dad did too! There is nothing that cannot be done with hard work!”
It wasn’t the words I was told to use at times like this, but Seho continued to make excuses while diligently borrowing Minho’s words.
Sujin still has a sad expression on her face.
Seho thought that stronger measures were needed.
“Soojin.”
“Huh?”
Seho stretched out his hands and placed them on Sujin’s shoulders.
“Truly believe me. If you try, you will eventually get what you want.”
With an extremely serious expression and sudden skinship, Sujin nodded as if possessed by something.
“Then I’ll wait again tomorrow.”
After saying that, Seho turned his back and went back to his class, while Sujin blankly stared in the direction where Seho disappeared.
* * *
“It’s Sehwa. Did you finish your Korean homework today?”
Of course, since Sehwa is a model student, he might not need Jihoon’s help.
“Ah. The last question is a bit difficult, so I’m not sure…”
It was very difficult for Ji-hoon to talk to Se-hwa without any business because he was not a kid who took pranks well.
She didn’t want to be in a cold atmosphere by bringing up pointless conversations, and she was aware that even as a child, she didn’t like to talk.
“Then can I show you some of mine?”
So Ji-hoon, whose specialty was studying, always liked days when he had homework.
Because she didn’t know if she could be of any help to Sehwa.
Because that day was the day when I had a good reason to talk to Sehwa comfortably.
However, Ji-hoon’s hands and feet trembled at Sae-hwa’s answer.
“Ah. Sorry. But Jihoon, yours is fine.”
“What do you mean okay? No. You can see really!”
“No no. Not like that. You didn’t get 100 points on the Korean slip test last time.”
“That… That was a mistake…!”
He knew that it was a lame excuse.
But that was a mistake. I really forgot and wrote the answer wrong.
There is only one reason why Saehwa could tell if Jihoon had 100 points or not.
It was because the teacher called the friends who got 100 points when returning the test papers.
“What if I look at you and make a mistake? Jihoon-ah. Lol.”
Sehwa had a refreshing smile, but Jihoon’s tender heart was torn apart.
“No… Sehwa… I really studied hard… I can really get all my homework right…”
“It’s Sehwa!”
At that moment, another boy suddenly jumped out from the side.
He was a servant
“Uh! Servant!”
“Is it okay if I just tell you this?”
When Jongin opened the Korean book and showed his solution, Sehwa quietly nodded his head and listened to Jongin’s explanation.
“Do you understand?”
“Ah~ That was it~ Thank you so much! Flaw!”
Jihoon suffered from an indescribable sense of deprivation.
That seat… That was something only I could do…
“Ah. Jihoon-ah. I think it’s fine now that it’s resolved! Thank you!”
Seeing Saehwa strike the final blow, Jihoon powerlessly returned to his seat and clenched his fists.
