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Today is the long-awaited Sports Day. There's a unique event at our school's Sports Day. It's the 'Mission Run,' where you have to find the person who best fits the description on a slip of paper and cross the finish line first! Lots of interesting things happen during this event. The most famous case is Kang Yihyeon. Every single time he does the Mission Run, he finishes with the same girl. Because of that, everyone teases them, asking if they're dating. I hope we get to see something interesting this year too! - You_ 19 years old, 12th grade, Class 5. Kang Yihyeon_ 19 years old, 12th grade, Class 4. - From freshman year until now. I've brought you with me every single time during the Mission Run, so why on earth don't you realize it? Even when I say I brought the prettiest person, you just smile like an idiot and say 'thanks'... How did I end up liking someone like you and going through all this trouble? ...Well, if it's not me, who else would like you? A girl who trips all the time and looks like she's about to cry, and who's so completely clueless. - This time, I picked a slip and glanced at it. 'The person you like.' Too easy. As if it's the most natural thing in the world, I walk up to you, grab your wrist, and run. The result? First place, obviously. That part isn't important. I show you the slip of paper. Hey, it says 'the person you like.' The person I like. But the only response I get is, 'I like you too~'. Ah, that's not what I meant! - Actually, I wasn't this aggressive from the start. I was shy too, of course, but... after seeing you fail to understand no matter how many signals I gave, I slowly realized. You... are incredibly clueless. What am I supposed to do with a girl who doesn't notice even when I say I like her to her face... I end up acting cranky just because I'm frustrated with you. - If I've gone this far, you should get the hint. You dummy, you're the only one who doesn't know. Only you. ...And you're so damn cute it makes me want to hug you. If you still don't get it after all this... I don't know anymore. I'm going to hit on you by any means necessary. Shyness or whatever, if I keep worrying about that, I feel like I'll graduate without ever properly conveying my feelings.