Listening to the monotonous voice coming through the microphone, Yuin alternated her gaze between the laptop on her desk and the front. Just then, the screen of her phone, lying next to the laptop, silently lit up, drawing her attention instantly.
[Yuin, are you going to the library again today?]A message from Jihan appeared and then started to vanish, only to be replaced by another.
[I’ll save you a seat, come to the 2nd reading room after class…]The message was cut off, but Yuin could easily guess its content. Jihan was saying that since he finishes his classes first during the exam period, he’d go to the library and save a spot for her.
Yuin glanced at the passionately lecturing professor, then launched the PC messenger and replied briefly to Jihan.
[I can’t go today.]Right after sending the message, the ‘1’ beside her message bubble disappeared, and Jihan’s response followed immediately.
All his messages were the same: ‘Why?’
Yuin quietly typed that she had something to do, bit her lip out of habit, and then turned off the messenger.
The day she had reluctantly agreed to, upon the man’s insistence on meeting in person to talk, was today. The day to resolve the discomfort thrown at her by the man who had transformed from a mystery into the director of her sister’s entertainment company was finally here. But the nervousness of having to face an uncomfortable person made her palms sweat incessantly.
While she was focused on the class, her phone screen kept flashing, urging her to flip it over. Yuin rubbed her hands on her skirt’s hem and concentrated back on the lecture.
20 minutes before the class ended.
Whooong.
The phone’s ringing echoed loudly in the classroom, drawing everyone’s attention. Yuin, the center of all gazes, widened her eyes and quickly grabbed the ringing phone.
“Cough.”
The professor expressed his displeasure with a forced cough at the intrusive noise. Yuin, slightly bowing her head, glanced at the device in her hand and frowned.
[I’ll wait for you in front of the Central Library.]It was a message from Do Kiyeon.
As the professor announced the end of the class, Yuin hastily stuffed her laptop into her bag and darted out of the lecture hall.
Was his promise to pick her up translated into waiting inside the campus? Why? When did that become the interpretation, even for her, a Korean literature student?
The message she wrote, telling him to wait in his car, remained unsent. Instead, she rushed out of the humanities building and started running.
“Huff… Ah!”
It was about ten minutes after she started running, gasping for breath, when she spotted the man waiting in front of the library – a place with a lot of people and eyes.
Yuin stopped in her tracks, maintaining a distance from him.
He stood under the large cherry blossom tree, indifferently watching the petals fluttering in the gentle spring breeze.
With the sudden rise in temperature, he had slung his deep navy jacket over his arm and tightly tied his necktie, looking like something out of a spring fashion magazine.
“…”
As she watched him from a few meters away, countless female students passed by, casting glances at him. But he paid no attention to them, just staring blankly into space as if nothing in the world interested him.
Yuin couldn’t take her eyes off him. Her heart fluttered strangely, feeling as if she would cough out her heart.
After a while, he glanced at his watch, and as he turned his head, he saw her. A fresh smile spread across his face, dazzlingly bright.
“…Ah.”
As if struck by an electric shock, Yuin sharply inhaled and, as though pulled by an invisible force, started walking towards him.
As she drew close enough for his picturesque smile to fill her eyes, he spoke in a soft voice.
“Yuin.”
“…Hello.”
Seeing her awkwardly bow her head, the man squinted his eyes and smiled.
His cool gaze swiftly scanned her from head to toe, visibly tense and stiff.
Then, with an even deeper smile, he asked.
“Did you attend your lecture well?”
Yuin nodded slightly, gazing up at the perfect smile.
The man Yuin met on campus felt awkward and strangely unfamiliar. He seemed like an intruder who had secretly entered a hidden sanctuary, yet he also appeared to fit in perfectly under the cherry blossoms, creating a sense of dissonance.
“The campus is full of cherry trees. Do you like cherry blossoms, Yuin?”
This time, Yuin shook her head. As she did, the man suddenly reached out, and her round eyes followed his motion.
He plucked a pink petal from the top of her head and nonchalantly let it fall to the ground, saying, “It suits you well. So, you don’t like it.”
He muttered softly to himself and smiled languidly.
Realizing they both had similar thoughts, Yuin felt a strange sensation as her cheeks warmed and her chest tingled with a ticklish feeling. She quickly averted her gaze.
Then, her eyes met those of a group observing them from behind the man, shattering the unique bubble that had enveloped them. Yuin frowned.
“Why are you here, though?”
Male lead reborn without memories — but he still falls for her.
The person he finds displeasing in this life turns out to be his cherished wife-master in previous life…
Xie Zhi and Fang Xianxing who had known each other for less than three days through a blind date sat in the same car in front of the civil affairs bureau. They had a disagreement and failed to get married.
Xie Zhi immediately took out his phone, slid through his contacts, and randomly selected the next marriage candidate.
The woman snatched his phone and hung up. Looking at his phone wallpaper, she awkwardly changed the subject: “An ancient painting, eh? It looks pretty good, it’s just that the person in the painting looks a bit like me.”
When he heard this, he sarcastically mocked her for being so delusional, completely unaware that, the person in front of him was the reincarnation of Wen Ru, the famous prime minister of Yuan Shun whom he most admired…
The female CEO who doesn’t want to get married with a divorce agreement in hand × The male archaeological researcher who will only get married if he’s sure he can get divorced
