━━━━ ???? ????????
? we say it's over but i keep fucking with you ?
??? baek sooji agrees to join
the study group, however, on one
condition: their leader, yoon gamin
must pretend to be her boy...
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EPISODE SIX. HIGHLIGHTED
The disciplinary office was suffocatingly quiet. The only sound came from the faint ticking of the clock on the wall, counting the seconds as Baek Sooji slouched lazily in the chair across from Gyu Jin, one leg crossed over the other.
Gyu Jin, a senior member of the disciplinary committee, sat stiffly behind his desk, fingers tapping against a thin folder labeled with her name.
His face was set in a neutral expression, but there was a certain tightness around his mouth like he was already exhausted just from looking at her.
Sooji, on the other hand, couldn't have looked more uninterested. Her chin rested on her palm, her gaze wandering lazily around the office as if the peeling wallpaper was more fascinating than whatever lecture was about to come.
Finally, Gyu Jin exhaled sharply through his nose and cleared his throat.
"You know why you're here, right?" he started, flipping open the file. "Minhee reported that you attacked her yesterday. She claims she didn't do anything to provoke you."
Sooji blinked. Slowly.
Then she shifted her gaze back to him, eyes half-lidded. "And?"
Gyu Jin sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. "And? Baek Sooji, you slapped her multiple times in public. That's a direct violation of school policy—"
His words blurred into the background as Sooji's mind drifted elsewhere. She was already bored. God, how predictable. Minhee running to cry to the disciplinary committee was the most pathetic thing she had ever heard.
The same Minhee who strutted around like she owned the school? The one who thought she was untouchable?
How ironic.
Sooji exhaled through her nose, glancing at her nails, barely hearing a word Gyu Jin was saying.
It wasn't until his voice dropped into something more pointed, something laced with an edge, that her ears finally tuned in again.
