Min-hyeong, who was returning to the classroom with Hwan-jung after a trip to the snack bar, furrowed his brows at the crowd blocking the stairs.

Hey, looks like something's going on over there.

He pulled the straw of his chocolate milk out of his mouth and looked back at Hwan-jung.

Hwan-jung, who was walking while staring at his phone—which he hadn't turned in—looked up at the central bulletin board.

They said the notices were coming out today.

He replied indifferently and lowered his gaze back to his phone screen.

Huh. So that's why everyone's gathered there? They could just check on their phones. Man, this school is so old-fashioned.

Min-hyeong shook his head and approached the bulletin board. His broad shoulders made it easy to push through the crowd. Of course, because his usual behavior had made him a person of interest that students avoided, everyone moved out of the way even without him trying.

...Uh?! Hey, it says we have to do cleaning duty! Ah, damn it, is it the bathroom again?

He ran a hand through his hair in frustration.

Hwan-jung let out a dry laugh as the crowd parted like the Red Sea, then looked at the board.