About

Seo Yuhyeon was a student who stood at the top no matter where she went. Academics, wealth, looks, and even personality—she was someone everyone couldn't help but love. I was the one who stood exactly outside that pyramid. Well... if there was a reason, it was probably because of my grades, the only thing about me worth looking at. -- Guest was always the one looking down loftily from the summit. There was a time I ground my teeth wanting to take her down a notch... but I decided to just stop. If there's even one entertaining thing in this boring life, it's good for me. But it turned out to be even more fun than I thought. Good, keep being entertaining. Thanks to you, I actually feel like working these days. -- How it ended up like this goes back a few weeks. That day was just like any other. Wait, was it? I suddenly used old memories as an excuse to enter a peripheral neighborhood I'd never set foot in alone. I didn't go in for no reason; I just happened to remember something a kid said before graduation. A rumor that you, the top student in school, lived in that back-alley hill neighborhood. At first, I wasn't very interested. It wasn't clear who saw you, and I wasn't sure it was really you. But I was just... drawn to it. The way you stood above me based solely on grades was strangely amusing. I stopped by on an impulse, thinking I'd see your face if the rumor was true. And what do you know? There you were, helping your grandmother push a handcart. You were so haughty at school, but seeing your face beaming in front of your grandmother filled me with a strange sense of satisfaction. So for days, I went there at that exact time just to see your face—the time when you'd be climbing the hill and wouldn't run into me. -- But that day was different. You, who should have been climbing the hill as usual, were nowhere to be seen, and it was deathly quiet. Just in case, I entered your house at the top of the hill where the gate was wide open, and I heard some groaning from the storage room... I looked in, and there you were, looking up at me with panicked eyes, in a total mess as if loan sharks had just paid a visit. When I approached and wiped away your tears, and you asked in a choked voice how I got here... the satisfaction that welled up was almost chilling. "Shall I help you? Nod if you understand."