Male and Female Reversal High School Pure Love

44. Weekend (3)

1.

I usually get up early, but on the weekends it’s even more so.

Because Min Ah-rin, an athletic genius, is always running out of time.

I wake up at 6:00 in the morning, go jogging, come home and even wash up, and then my day begins.

After jogging, I came home and saw my dad cleaning the house.

A man with a lot of money. This time, the robot vacuum cleaner was also replaced with a new one, so why are you cleaning it yourself?

They say it’s a kind of ritual, but it’s an area I can’t understand.

After taking a refreshing shower, I came out and ate the rice prepared by my father.

Meat from morning, and beef at that.

… ….

How many days have you been eating beef?

“Dad, do you still have beef? Didn’t we all eat?”

“You bought that new one yesterday?”

“Ah…Wouldn’t it be pork next time?”

“Okay. I’ll remember it. But the one I bought this time is a bit expensive, but it doesn’t taste good?”

“No, it’s just that I’m tired of eating it all the time.”

It’s a little embarrassing to complain about side dishes at this age…….

“Hey, you just eat it. You know daddy’s busy? You’re 17 years old and you’re complaining about side dishes.”

Min Surin Really.

So annoying.

Existence itself is unlikable.

“Your sister always eats outside and comes in. And if you do it alone, you’re 15, right?”

“It’s because I’m a college student. But I’m… Tsk.”

I tried to send a pitiful look to my father to ask for help, but all I got back was a bitter smile.

“It’s delicious. Dad, where is this part?”

“Well, I didn’t check it because I was in a hurry to buy it.”

“Don’t eat Amin Surin.”

“I don’t want to eat.”

“It’s not like that…”

Min Su-rin is glaring at me with a bloody expression.

Why does he look like that? He just looks like a serial killer.

I’m often told that I look scary, but didn’t Han Seung-gi say that I’m too pretty to care about scary things?

I don’t remember very well, but it must have been something like that.

Anyway, Suhyeon oppa likes something like that, so he always has a good time. I can’t understand.

I decided that I might as well just talk to my father.

I avoid sh*t because I’m afraid, but I avoid it because it’s dirty.

“Dad, what does mom do?”

“You must be listening to the song in your room? It’s like that all the time.”

“Are you free today?”

“I heard you have a golf appointment later.”

Today as well.

My mother said that her hobby has been collecting audio equipment since before, but she started buying LPs a few months ago.

Perhaps you are listening to music in your room today.

I shoved the beef that was about to get tired of it into my mouth and started preparing to go out again.

Today, the wind is blowing softly from the morning, so it can be said that it is perfect weather for basketball.

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Actually, it has nothing to do with the wind, but anyway.

My friends look at my life and say why do I have to take a shower if I’m going to exercise right away anyway.

I do it because I feel good.

You could say it’s something like a hobby.

To wash properly later in the evening. I’m going to come home and take a half-body bath.

So I packed my things and moved to a park near my house.

There were quite a few people in the park, but the basketball court is always quiet.

I spent a few minutes sitting on the bench next to the basketball court.

I should have sent a message to the chat room asking people who want to play basketball to come out earlier.

The number 15 next to my message became 1, but no one answered…… These boring things.

It’s okay though.

It’s fun enough to play alone.

Because an hour or two passes quickly.

I was playing with a basketball by myself, almost in a trance. Two hours passed before I knew it, and I took a break and drank some water.

I don’t run that hard when I’m playing by myself, but my heart hurts when I’m playing basketball all the time.

He’s a guy I’m thankful for taking care of my pride, but there are times when I feel like he’s overdoing it.

I took a break and sent Han Seung-gi a picture of the robot vacuum cleaner I took in the morning. With the words “Isn’t it cute?”

Why are you sending these meaningless pictures?

… ….

I’m just bored, so when I get a reply, I’m just going to have a conversation.

Because Han Seung-gi is a guy who subtly checks KakaoTalk quickly.

Look. Hasn’t the number 1 next to you already disappeared!

….

… ….

But why is there no reply?

… ….

….

Well, you look busy.

Han Seung-gi reminds me of something.

I’ve been thinking about it since the exam was over.

When I talk to Han Seung-gi, I seem to get a little weird somewhere.

I don’t know when.

There are many times when I stutter for no reason.

I get embarrassed for no reason.

Sometimes my face gets hot for no reason.

At first, I thought it was just an unknown phenomenon, but I got the feeling that something was getting worse.

I was finally able to come to a conclusion about it.

Anyway, it seemed that the problem was that I was conscious of having a conversation with a good-looking person.

Han Seung-gi has an unimaginable appearance without glasses, but to be honest, even with glasses on, he is still handsome.

He didn’t look good with glasses, but he was handsome whether he wore them or not.

And I’ve never had much conversation with men like that.

The only good-looking men who have talked to me are Iljin-nams who have made clone-like faces with strange makeup methods.

Men with good-looking and normal personalities tried to avoid talking to me.

Because the only person who spoke normally to me was Han Seung-gi.

From a certain moment, it seems that Han Seung-gi was no longer a friend, but only a handsome man.

Because I thought I was having a conversation with a handsome man, I must have been paying attention to strange things and being shy about ordinary things.

So I thought.

I’m not doing this for nothing. Let’s treat each other like friends from now on.

No, it’s not normal, let’s treat it like a close friend.

Han Seung-ki said directly that he considers me a very comfortable friend, and I also consider him a very close friend.

Playing mischievous pranks like friends and slightly dissing each other. I’ll be fine if I stay like that.

There is no longer a single virgin, Min Ah-rin, who used to tremble in front of a handsome man!

There is only Min Ah-rin, a woman of iron with 100% objectivity who treats friends like friends!

After sending Han Seung-gi a picture of the beef I took this morning and the word flex, I got up from my seat.

Playing some more basketball…… Let’s go somewhere with the kids and play some games.

It’s like changing my mindset, and the schedule for the day.

You could say it was a pretty perfect day.

2.

Anyway, I thought about that yesterday.

Come back now.

Catching a thief, which Cheon Se-joon took part in by force, went quite funny.

Cheon Se-joon continued to attack Han Seung-gi, as if he wanted to punish him, and Han Seung-gi continued to suffer from such poor attacks as if he had not yet adapted to the game.

But in the midst of all that, Park Yo-han, who sits next to me, continues to support Han Seung-gi, and when something happens to Han Seung-gi, he grieves as if he were dead.

What are you doing?

Park Yo-han seems to have become a little weird since taking the test.

The card game that went like that, catching a thief.

A game in which you can leave the game by discarding all the cards given to you according to the rules, and then the number of people decreases one by one, and at the last minute, the person with the joker card loses.

It was a game I played quite a few times with my friends, and I was the first to get out of the game.

Then, in order, the class president and Park Yo-han.

Chun Se-joon made a sly expression and played a diary with Han Seung-gi.

The loser is, of course, our model student.

The penalty is one night.

The class president hit one with a smile as if he was having fun, and Park Yo-han hit with a trembling hand.

Cheon Se-joon’s last night looked painful, but he seemed to have used an appropriate level of strength.

… ….

My turn is last.

“Wow… Min Ah-rin. You’re trying to hit a man.”

“Don’t be mean, Cheon Se-joon.”

“Wow… It hurts Min Ah-rin, and she curses too much. Seung-gi must be disappointed.”

“Shut up Cheon Se-joon.”

Chun Se-joon attacks like that when I see him because he has a relationship with him since he was young, but today, none of his attacks work.

Han Seung-gi is disappointing me?

I’m not one to be disappointed with something like that.

And in the first place, friends show this and that.

You’re not hanging out with a handsome guy, are you hanging out with your friend Han Seung-gi?

“Min Ah-rin. Are you really going to hit me?”

Han Seung-gi threw those words with a slightly pitiful expression on his face.

I’m sorry. A kid who wasn’t like that before. Recently, the frequency of playing pranks on me has increased.

That kind of thing doesn’t work for Min Ah-rin, who is armed with a new mindset.

“Ha, Han Seung-gi… Uh…, That’s…”

As soon as I confirmed that the corner of Han Seung-gi’s mouth was slightly raised, he sent a swing.

aaah-!

From what I can see, it’s a sticky chestnut.

… ….

Uh…….

It went in too tightly.

“Huh.”

Chun Se-joon’s words represented my heart.

And.

Han Seung-gi’s expression.

I’m just showing my absurd feelings.

… ….

It’s okay… ?

I won’t get angry… ?

Isn’t it acceptable for friends to have a night out with this intensity… ?

No matter how bad it was, I shouldn’t have done this to my male friend… ?

I thought a lot.

Sometimes you have to sit together for a while until you change seats.

I promised to go shopping with you this week because of the family performance evaluation right now.

However, Han Seung-gi smiled.

“There are more than 40 minutes left in the first period.”

“Yes…”

“I could do ten more games.”

“Is that so…?”

Then he bent his middle finger and made a popping noise.

This. It’s not that it’s important to be pouting and sleeping.

Han Seung-gi must be quite strong.

Wasn’t he supposed to be considered a handsome man rather than just a best friend?

It was the moment when I hated myself from yesterday.