Chapter 145. < Friend. (1) >
Translator: thursdays Editor: Yahiko
1.
“You're going to help me?”
“Yeah. Well, don't say it like I'm being nice…”
The class president smiled wryly.
'Did this kid always have such diverse expressions?'
It felt a little unnerving. Thinking about it, we had been in the same class since first year, but we never talked much.
“I'm running for student council this time, remember? So that I could get college recommendations… But anyway, the student council president should act like it. I should at least be able to handle a problem in my class. I don't know how to resolve this, but I'll try asking Kim Yul. Do you know his number?”
“Yeah… Just a moment.”
While I was looking for his number, I realized something. The class president didn't know Kim Yul's number, but all of my classmates who watched the video would know that fact. Therefore:
'Class Pres isn't the culprit.'
Though, there was still a chance that this was all an act…
'That can't be. He's such a square, and he had no way of getting hold of the recording.'
The class president was safe. I was sure of it.
While I was nodding my head, the class president exclaimed in surprise and said, “Nevermind. It's kind of rude to talk about this sort of thing over the phone. I'll just secretly talk to Kim Yul after school tomorrow. That should be fine, right?”
“Oh, right. Calling might be bad. Well, thanks for trying to help.”
“If you're grateful, vote for me instead of your girlfriend, please.”
“…Sure.”
My girlfriend broke up with me today, anyway. The class president didn't seem to know about it, which was another reason he wasn't on the suspect list.
'That's right.'
I had hope.
'It's not over yet. Nothing has ended! As long as at least one person supports me, I can make a new plan using him. This atmosphere will only last a short time… After a while, my friends will come back to me and everything will be back to normal.'
From that day, the class president really started to act. I didn't know what exactly he was doing, but he seemed to be taking advantage of the [model student] image he had built up.
“All right. I've heard what Kim Yul had to say,” the class president said the next day.
It was during lunchtime. I didn't go to the cafeteria today, either. My classmates continued to scorn me, and I didn't want to get caught up in the atmosphere. So the two of us were speaking secretly in the empty classroom.
“Really? What did he say?”
“He wants you to apologize in front of your friends. He'll never accept your apology if it's just you two. If you apologize sincerely about what you did and how bad it was in front of your friends, he'll forgive you.”
That crazy guy.
'Apology? Forgiveness? Who is he kidding?'
He simply wanted to humiliate me. There was no difference between my classmates and Kim Yul. They were acting up for a little taste of power.
“He said three times that he wouldn't forgive you if he couldn't feel 'sincerity' from the apology. Mm. His face was expressionless, but I think he's really angry at you.”
'I'm gonna go nuts.'
Couldn't I just give him a million won and call it done? He would accept it since he was poor.
Chapter end
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