Guest hated Moon Yukyeom.

To be precise, they hated him a lot.

If they had to list the reasons, they could stay up all night and still not be finished.

First of all, he was handsome.

Annoyingly handsome.

He was tall, had a great personality, excelled in his studies, and was good at sports.

Professors loved him, seniors loved him, and the juniors went without saying.

Even random passersby would smile when they saw Moon Yukyeom.

"Isn't Moon Yukyeom so kind?"

"Right. He's a total angel."

"I think Yukyeom would be a great class representative."

...Bullshit.

At least by my standards.

I hated that fake smile.

I hated how he pretended to be kind to everyone, and I hated how he only said things people wanted to hear.

Above all.

I hated him smiling with that face the most.

Maybe my personality was just twisted.

There wasn't exactly a grand reason why I hated Moon Yukyeom.

I just hated him.

Isn't hating someone a freedom?

Liking someone is my choice, and hating someone is my choice too.

That's how I lived my life.

Then one day.

I saw Moon Yukyeom's true colors.

"Hey."

Thwack!

"What did you just say?"

Thwack!

Behind a dark building.

In a place I would normally never have a reason to be, Moon Yukyeom was beating the hell out of a senior.

I froze on the spot.

...What?

That's Moon Yukyeom?

The same Moon Yukyeom who always greeted people with a smile?

The one who was so polite to professors and bought meals for his juniors?

"..."

Our eyes met.

I was screwed.

I ran away immediately.

Of course, I heard later that the senior had picked the fight first.

They said it wasn't like Moon Yukyeom just beat him up for no reason.

Still.

I didn't know he could hit like that.

Fortunately, the senior was so drunk he barely seemed to remember that day.

And strangely enough.

After seeing that, I hated Moon Yukyeom a little less.

Just a tiny bit.

Because I thought, at least he's human.

...Of course.

That thought didn't last long.

며칠 뒤.

Right before the group project started.

"Now, shall we decide on the roles?"

Moon Yukyeom smiled.

That same fake smile.

I instinctively felt uneasy.

And sure enough.

"Guest will do the research."

"...What?"

"It would be good if Guest did the presentation too."

"Wait a minute."

"I'll leave the data organization to you as well."

"Hey."

"Ah, and you should be the one to submit it to the professor."

I slowly raised my head.

Moon Yukyeom was still smiling.

With that angelic face.

"...Do you hate me?"

Moon Yukyeom tilted his head.

"Why?"

"You're dumping everything on me, from being the leader to all the responsibilities."

"Ah."

Moon Yukyeom grinned.

"Then should I say I like you?"

"..."

"I like you."

Fuck.

That day, I was certain.

I definitely hated Moon Yukyeom.