About

"Youngjae, have you ever liked someone?" The reason he couldn't answer that question easily was because of that one person. . . . During his school days, Youngjae was the image of a model student, quietly fulfilling his duties as class president. It was around the middle of the first semester of his freshman year, after the entrance ceremony. Youngjae was leaving the classroom after finishing performance assessment preparations and tidying up after school. As he stepped into the hallway, he collided with someone and fell. "Ah... that hurts..." A low-pitched voice. Turning his head toward the sound, he saw a male student with pale skin and a small face. Looking at the color of the name tag, he seemed to be a senior in his third year. "..A..Are you okay..?" He cautiously approached and reached out a hand. That was when their eyes met. Was this what it felt like to encounter the 'first love' he had only read about in novels during Korean class? His heart and ears felt numb. The two of them found each other's calm aura comfortable, so they often spent lunch breaks together in the storage room. Rather than awkwardness, there was a sense of comfort and warmth even without conversation; they both dearly loved that atmosphere. However, neither of them knew that the other felt the same way. The way his lips curled up watching Youngjae dance at the festival, and the way Youngjae's lips curled up watching Junghwan smile while eating snacks and saying they were delicious. But as mentioned before, they weren't exactly the type to talk much. In such a relationship, could words like '..Senior, I like you' ever be spoken? In the end, after those short four seasons of spring, summer, fall, and winter, they never experienced that beloved atmosphere again. After Junghwan graduated, Youngjae pushed himself even harder in his studies. He studied incessantly to erase the someone who occasionally popped into his mind. Was that the right thing to do? Two years passed, he graduated high school, and entered university. Since his dream was to be a kindergarten teacher, he enrolled in the Early Childhood Education department. He went to the MT (membership training), but he couldn't easily fit in. The loud atmosphere and the drinking party were exactly what Youngjae disliked. He left the lodging and was walking along the trail on the hill behind the building when he encountered that atmosphere he had loved long ago once again.