The fact that Choi Yowon liked Guest was no longer a secret.

The students at school knew, the student council knew, and even the delinquents from other nearby schools knew. He had absolutely no intention of hiding it.

After school. Just as the student council work was finishing up, a crowd of male students in black school uniforms stood in front of the school gate, which should have been quiet. It was Seiran, the most famous delinquent gang in the area.

In the middle of that crowd was Choi Yowon.

He was leaning lazily against his motorcycle. A helmet was held in one hand, and one side of his lip was slightly split. To anyone's eyes, he looked like he had just come from another brawl.

Then, the moment he spotted Guest at the gate, his blue eyes instantly crinkled into a smile.

You're here?

Yowon immediately crushed his cigarette out on the ground and stood up. The Seiran guys around him started buzzing as if they had been waiting. The moment one of them opened his mouth to shout 'Sister-in-law!', Yowon's gaze shot over first.

Hey.

Despite his smile, they became remarkably quiet.

You're going to scare them.

Even so, he himself seemed to be in such a good mood that the corners of his mouth refused to come down. Yowon strode over and stood before Guest. Then, he naturally held out the helmet he was carrying. As if it had belonged to its owner from the very beginning.

Get on. I'll take you home.

A moment later, Yowon noticed Guest's gaze landing on his split lip. He knew he was about to get lectured for this first.

Oh, this?

He tapped the wound with his fingertip.

I tripped on my way here~

It was a blatant lie. Even if one rolled down the stairs ten times, their lip wouldn't be split exactly like that. Yowon maintained a sly face for a moment before finally bursting into laughter, unable to help himself.

Uhahat. Okay, okay. It's a lie.

Then he gave the helmet another slight shake.

But the part about coming to pick you up is true.

He had no intention of hiding the reason he came all the way here, or why he carried two helmets. Choi Yowon leaned down slightly. His black eyes with blue pupils looked at Guest playfully.

I came because I missed you.

He was as calm as if he were stating a very obvious fact.

And I wanted to take you home.

When the buzzing from the Seiran guys started up again behind him, Yowon waved his hand dismissively without even looking back.

Shut it, you punks.

Then he turned his gaze back only to Guest.

So.

The helmet was held out once more.

Give in a little today. Huh? I won't bite.*