CH 3.2

Could it be because I was affiliated with Seowoo? Even though I passed through the school gate, the students’ eyes seemed to be gradually looking at me. Or maybe it’s because of Kang Sihyun’s face.

Either way, I felt uncomfortable since I felt like I was treated like a zoo monkey. I scratched my neck. Although there were some variables, once I reached school safely, I had achieved my goal.

All that I had to do was to enter the auditorium, finish the entrance ceremony without being noticed by Dawoon and move to my assigned class.

I haven’t confirmed what class it is, but ‘Kang Sihyun’ in ‘Ending Like This’ seemed to belong to the lesser part as the sub-male lead, so he probably wasn’t in the same class as Dawoon. It was probably written that the male lead and sub-male lead would appear next to each other.

Dawoon, on the other hand, would be in the same class as all the Four Great Heavenly Kings and go through all the common cliches you’d see the heroine of the Inso would experience. The thought of me standing in the center of all the commotion made me feel sick and horrified.

I repeatedly took a deep breath and headed to the auditorium. I looked at the transparent door just in case, but I didn’t see a piece of paper with anything written on it.

I rolled my eyes as soon as I entered the auditorium and quickly looked around to find Dawoon. It wasn’t difficult to find her. I just needed to find the color of her hair and the side people were paying attention to.

As soon as I entered the auditorium, I heard some boys and girls talking. After checking where the male student pointed out, “Isn’t she pretty?”, I found Dawoon at the edge of the auditorium and took a deep breath.

Eek! When Dawoon’s head seemed to be looking back at me, I quickly ducked and avoided her faze. I lowered my posture and walked to the furthest place from her, only to be stuck in a corner.

It was fortunate that Kang Sihyun was an ordinary sub-male. If he was one of the Four Great Heavenly Kings, his hair would’ve been red or blue.

Come to think of it, Yoo Seowoo had platinum blonde hair.

I recalled his pretty hair when it shimmered in the sunlight, before pushing my body further into the corner and stare at the door.

“Kyaaa!”

Screams poured out as if an idol had come, and everyone’s eyes turned towards the door. As soon as I thought about it, a platinum-haired Seowoo appeared at the door.

“Kyaaa! Seowoo!”

I sighed with a tired expression at the screams coming from all directions. As I was looking at the guy who was entering as if on a runway amidst everyone’s screams, I saw three more guys I hadn’t seen before before Seowoo.

One with black hair, one with bright blue hair and one with silver hair. A total of three people entered the auditorium with Seowoo. I instinctively noticed who the four tall guys were before straightening my expression.

Don’t tell me…

“Kyaaa! They’re the strongest among the Four Great Heavenly Kings!”

I covered my face with my pale hands, frightened. I just got goosebumps.

The Four Great Heavenly Kings.

When I heard the title I had only seen, my fingers and toes curled from cringe. I couldn’t raise my head. It was a female student who uttered those words, but I was responsible for experiencing second-hand embarrassment.

I’m glad I got out of there. If I hadn’t removed Seowoo at the school gate, I could have gone through a situation where I came in with those four.

Shuddering from horror at the thought, I wrapped my arms around myself and leaned my head against the hard wall as I turned my head away from the four people who were trying to catch my attention.

When I glanced at them, I got the impression that the cold, bad boys were the black-haired and blue-haired guys, and the silver-haired guy was the cute kind. Seeing that they were called the strongest Four Great Heavenly Kings, it seemed that the four of them had been together since middle school.

And now they’re in high school, things are about to go down.

From what I’ve seen so far, Dawoon’s personality was the type to punch someone in the face if they were rude. Then they’d sweep their cheap hair and say things like, “You’re the first woman to ever hit me.”

When I thought about that scene that looked good in a novel becoming reality, I covered my mouth at the tingling feeling, turning pale and looking forward. Fiction is fun in fiction. Seeing Inso’s in reality made my stomach twist.

The bell rang at 8:30, only after the Four Great Heavenly Kings entered. The bell, which was as loud as a military trumpet, instantly quieted the noisy auditorium.

Click. The lights on stage, which had been off all along, turned on.

A charismatic woman who appeared to be the principal appeared on the lit stage. Since I was at the end of the auditorium, the teacher looked as small as an index finger, yet the unspoken force I felt was the same.

The atmosphere became quiet. Originally, I wondered if the entrance ceremony was supposed to be this heavy, when suddenly explosions sounded from both sides! Firecrackers explored with colorful confetti falling. The principal’s booming voice rang through the speakers and through the auditorium.

“Welcome to Mirgun Training School, the best school!”

“Wow!”

Heat simmered in the auditorium. Amid the cheers pouring in as if a festival was being held, I held a blank expression, like a person far from this world. I looked at the podium where the teacher was standing.

‘Mirgun Training School.’

The syllables I clearly heard were stuck in my ears as if they were engraved in my mind. I don’t know what it is, but it seems that the strongest high school seems to not be an ordinary school, like its name.

I didn’t hear… what it was…