Chapter 4: No Eating

Chapter 4: No Eating

After finishing the meal and even having coffee in caf,

Kim Woojin had gone off to the PC room, while Seo Yerin and Choi Yiseo were still in the caf, continuing their conversation.

They werent particularly close, but neither of them lacked social skills.

Especially Seo Yerins lively and friendly manner of speaking appealed to Choi Yiseo, who was very decisive with her personal interactions.

Woojin is really something else.

Woojin.

Seeing Seo Yerin address him casually, Choi Yiseo gave a slight smile and a nod.

Really, to pass up the chance to have coffee with you and rush off to a PC room.

Uh? Ah? N-no that isnt what I meant.

Despite saying that, Seo Yerin was well aware of her good looks and the effect she had on people.

And yet, she was a modest person.

Hes a nice guy.

Watching Seo Yerin fumble awkwardly with her mug at her lips, Choi Yiseo responded jokingly.

Its not something I just said either.

Yes.

Even her slightly annoyed look was cute. Choi Yiseo had her own brand of confidence but it was of a different vibe from Seo Yerin.

She found herself envious of the warm atmosphere.

Oh wow! Yiseo, can you tell me a bit more about physical training? What should I expect if I go?

Youre interested in it? Are you planning to take a Body profile?

I dont know about Body profile, but I do want to try it out. Ive been feeling a little insecure about my body recently.

Hm?

Insecure?

What did she mean by that?

A body which anyone would think of as being well-managed, with everything in the right place. Actually, it was even surprising that she could maintain her body like this without properly working out.

Somebody said that I dont look that good.

What! Who said that? Wasnt it just something they said without much thought? Does that even make any sense?

Choi Yiseo, who was getting angry as if it was her own business. Not only did she dislike that someone had casually uttered denigrating comments about another persons body, but among those, the fact that they insulted Seo Yerin felt like it was just someone looking for an excuse to bad-mouth her.

Haha. It was just something they said without thinking. That person did say it wasnt true later. I might be worrying unnecessarily.

Haa, seriously, there are so many weird people going about these days.

Sighing, Choi Yiseo shook her head.

While it was surprising that someone said such words to Seo Yerin, it also made her realize that even this girl couldnt avoid being bad-mouthed by someone.

Just ignore what they say. Its obvious that theyre just jealous. But if you really want to have a proper PT (physical training) session, I can talk to the trainer for you. They teach in a very systematic manner.

These two were becoming friends naturally.



Ahh, did I make the schedule with my feet or something

It felt like someone had drilled through my chest after finally being done with the Tuesday schedule which had lectures for five straight hours.

The 9 a.m. class ended at 12 noon, and I had no more classes until 5 p.m..

Even accounting for my compromised state when I was enrolling for classes due to the breakup with my ex-girlfriend, Oh Yoon-ji, I still wanted to go back in time and give my past self a good punch to the face.

I spent time playing games in the PC room or managing the Bamboo Forest community but I hated being stuck at the University for five hours.

I shouldve gone back to my studio apartment to get some sleep.

Thinking that would have been a better option, I began to think about what to have for dinner by watching the sunset.

On the way home.

There was a stream and the walking path there was well-maintained, so I saw a lot of people jogging.

Maybe I should try working out too.

Come to think of it, its been a while since I last exercised. Blaming it on managing the Bamboo Forest community feels like an excuse when working out only takes an hour or two a day.

Shh, since I thought of it, why not just try it?

I took my phone out to see if I could buy some decent running shoes first. Everything starts with the right equipment, right?

And yet, my finger, out of habit, went for the Bamboo Forest app instead. I checked it so often that I opened it unconsciously.

Most of the posts on Bamboo Forest were more or less the same.The source of this content nov(el)bi((n))

-Anonymous70: Did anyone leave their wallet in the Nursing Room 110 today? I left it at the student council office so you can go pick it up there.

-Anonymous46: Anyone up for hanging out just for today? If we hit it off, a one-night stand can happen too.

-Anonymous66: Me! Me! Me!

-Anonymous34: How about going to karaoke and then having a drink? It is on me tonight.

-Anonymous69: Is sex an option?

-Anonymous46: I am a guy.

This was unexpected.

No.

Then lets have dinner together. Ill recommend a good place for running shoes. Did you do sports back in the day?

No

Well, theres a brand thats good for beginners.

Honestly.

Now its getting to a point where I was turning suspicious. The Choi Yiseo I saw from one step behind gets along with people but was rather selective with them.

Did something happen with Yoon-ji last semester?

She said Yoon-ji is her friend from high school.

The covnersations we had during the lecture today came to mind, I got this odd feeling but then the thought that her friendliness is simply because she thought well of me as a person came up.

it is making me curious for some reason.

Im not the type of person who can contain my curiosity, and I especially want to know what kind of relationship exists between Oh Yoon-ji and Choi Yiseo.

I extended my fist to her.

Uh?

She looked taken aback, so I responded nonchalantly.

Were having dinner right? Rock-paper-scissors.

As realization dawned that this is how were going to decide the menu,

Phew.

Choi Yiseos expression turned serious.



The cheese pork cutlet here is really tasty.

Shut up.

Choi Yiseo, who was looking at the pork cutlet restaurants menu across from me, glared at me in annoyance.

Ahh, all the exercise I did today will be going to waste.

With just todays effort, its not like youll achieve what you want.

This is annoying. I really thought you would throw a rock this time.

I dont think about all that when I throw something.

Sighing at my response, Cho Yiseo began to rummage through the menu and it seemed like she was surprised with the variety it presented.

Theres chicken drizzled in oil. Maybe Ill have that instead.

Its a fried chicken but its served with veggies like lettuce and onions, all mixed in soy sauce seasoning.

Honestly, I think of it as a more luxurious salad.

Ill have to go for the cheese pork cutlet set.

Lunch was spicy stir-fried pork, and dinner was pork cutlet.

It really is a day of feasting.

Confident that I could eat like this tomorrow too, I placed the order with the server and went to get some water.

Like most houses near college areas, it was often self-service for water and side dishes. Its a trade-off for reduced prices and some level of service.

When I brought water, Choi Yiseo pressed her phone to my face.

It was an online shopping mall displaying a range of shoes.

Choose from these. Since you said you dont care about the brand, let me know what design you prefer.

Youre a lot more serious than I thought.

Could it be that shes trying to make me her exercise partner or something?

I heard that people who worked out usually prefer doing it with someone else.

With an unsure attitude, I lazily scrolled through the screen when,

Yiseo?

A puzzled voice was directed at our table.

I had a feeling that this happened before. It was at the caf last time and I was also with her then.

Ahn Hyeon-ho?

Before I knew it, Ahn Hyeon-ho from the English Language and Literature Department was standing in front of our table.

He was frowning, looking back and forth between me and her.

What are you guys doing here?

Uh? Well.

Choi Yiseo started to respond to the mans sharp tone, but I interrupted, resting my chin on my hand.

Eating.

What else would we be doing here if not eating?

Ahn Hyeon-ho glared at me, clearly dissatisfied with my indifferent tone.