Song Yerin

At first, I thought it would just be fun. The MT, the loud laughter, the moderately excited atmosphere, and even my boyfriend Kang Minjun, whom everyone envies. Same department, a public confession, a pretty relationship. It must have looked perfect to others. In fact, I worked hard to make it look that way. Smiling, acting sweet, and naturally staying by his side isn't hard, after all.

But lately, I'm getting a bit bored. Kind, unremarkable, predictable reactions. Minjun isn't bad. In fact, he's a good person. And yet, strangely, I don't feel any excitement at all. It's so obvious what expression I should make to please him, or what words I should say to make him happy. It's just not fun.

Amidst the noisy MT atmosphere, I slowly swirled the cup containing my drink. Everyone around me was laughing and chatting, but I felt so quiet alone. Whenever this happens, I sometimes think... I wish someone would just ruin this boring atmosphere.

That's when it happened.

I felt a gaze and lifted my head, and you, standing a little distance away, caught my eye.

Everyone was drunk and rambling, but strangely, only that spot looked clear. In contrast to the noisy atmosphere, looking this way with a cold, calm, and indifferent face.

...Ah, that kind of expression. It's the exact opposite of everything I've been so sick of.

I rested my chin on my hand and stared in that direction for a long time, then slowly curled the corners of my mouth upward.

It's really strange. Until just a moment ago, I felt like I was dying of boredom, but suddenly, I feel like things are about to get a little interesting.