“Oppa, it’s been a while since I came.”

“Oh, really? Right, it has been a while.”

“Yes, I have something to brag about.”

“Oh, really? Tell me about it.”

“I managed to get the 1st grade in this year’s mock test.”

[T/N: 1st grade means that she’s in the top 4% of her cohort.]

“Wow, really? Congratulations.”

“Yes, so I can’t come over anymore.”

“Oh, real… What? Why?”

There was a commotion all around.
It was the height of summer, and they were in the middle of a shopping mall square. 

A member of an idol group, who was sweating and signing autographs for less than 100 fans, widened his eyes.

Kang Hara’s eyes also widened in surprise as she proudly opened her mock test’s report card.  

It’s been 4 years since their debut.
It has been a long time since this oppa, who’d tried various kinds of arrogant concepts but wasn’t able to become popular, has become dejected with dulled eyes.

What does it mean when you’ll win a spot in the fan sign event as long as you buy an album? 

It means that the number of fans have dwindled to the point where the fans could sing Yongbieocheonga and even Samiinguk in front of the oppas, and he’ll still have time to talk to all of them one by one.

[T/N: Yongbieocheonga (용비어천가) is the first work written in Hangul, and published in 1447 during the Joseon dynasty.
Samiinguk (사미인곡) is a classical poetry published in 1588, and has reached the pinnacle of lyrical literature.] 

As such, she thought that this dull-eyed oppa, who kept repeating “Oh, really,” would continue doing that this time and let it pass by saying “Oh, really.”

To think that he’d actually asked why.

She was a little surprised, but Kang Hara soon regained her composure.
Who was she? She got 1st grade in the mock tests.
A perfect score for language.
In other words, she grasped the implication behind Yuqi’s question perfectly.

‘Our Yuqi-oppa, so you were astonished that I’d dump you for someone else.’ 

Hara smiled quietly and pushed up her horn-rimmed glasses.

As the glasses slid down again due to sweat, Oppa continued to watch Hara with round eyes as he used the tip of his sleeve to wipe Hara’s nose bridge. 

Fortunately, the oppa that Hara held dear was an unpopular member of his obscure group.
Even if he helped to wipe the sweat off a huge fan, it wouldn’t be talked about that much. 

“Why? Why can’t you come?”

“Well, now, I’m a senior in high school.”

The idol’s face turned dim.

“Oh, really?”

That’s why, my mom told me to go to the fan signing event again when I’m accepted into Korea University’s law school.”

“Oh, is that so?”

Usually, singers wouldn’t even know the age of a fan.
However, after oppa heard that, Kang Hara became different from the handful of fans.

As such, he who only says ‘Oh, really’ roughly knew Kang Hara’s age. 

It was none other than eighteen years old. 

Oppa’s head, which was used for memorising lyrics and didn’t move, began turning as he calculated when the fan before him would return.

It is currently August.
In other words, she would take the CSATs in November of the following year, receive her results in December of the following year, and obtain the university’s letter of acceptance in January of the year after.
She’s banned from being a fangirl for about a year and a half.

Big changes can occur in a year and a half, and it’s the remaining time before the disbandment of an obscure idol group.

The face of he who only says ‘Oh, really’ darkened rapidly.
So just like that, another fan was drifting apart like this.

Uncaring, the manager that stood behind him spoke coldly. 

“Please move on—”

It was a cold treatment, as expected of a Mang-dol manager.

[T/N: Mang-dol means idol member or group that aren’t famous/didn’t become popular.]

She felt rushed.
Hara began rapping.


He who only says ‘Oh, really’ was still an idol with business ethics.
He extended his little finger towards Hara, who was walking sideways.

“You must get into law school.
Alright? So come and see me.
Promise? I’ll keep your mock test report card, and return it to you then.”

Wow, Oppa.
Hearts entered Hara’s eyes as she watched oppa as he took her mock test report card.
She had to lock pinkies with oppa, so she hastily rubbed her palms on her thighs.
She couldn’t allow Yuqi-oppa’s hands to come into contact with her sweat.

But before Hara could reach out her hand, the manager pushed her by the shoulders.

“Please move on—”

“Ah, Hyung.
Please wait a minute.”

He who only says ‘Oh, really’ pushed the manager away with a faint laugh and hooked his pinkie onto hers.

“See you again.”

So did she manage to see him again? That wasn’t the case. 

Originally, foreshadowing was always present in these kinds of stories, and in the case of Kang Hara, the phrase “I secretly came without my mom’s knowledge” became her foreshadowing. 

On that day, a C-grade gate just so happened to open at that shopping mall.

In a news interview, the owner of the shopping mall briefly summarised the reason why the gate was opened at the shopping mall, a private commercial facility.

[Ah, where would you find a building owner that adheres to all the fire department’s regulations in the Republic of Korea?]

Anyway, in order to cut costs, the owner of the building, who’d kept delaying the installation of the mana stone for gate prevention in the newly built shopping mall, became X, and numerous civilians were swept away.

It’s not like Kang Hara was swept away.

As she’d lied to her mother that she had night self-study today, Hara had to leave quickly.
As such, she wasn’t swept into the gate because she had to leave the shopping mall in advance before the fan signing event was over.

However, she witnessed the sudden explosion of the shopping mall that she’d left through a bus window. 

[Breaking news.
At 18:30 today, a gate opened at a shopping mall in Yeongdeungpo-gu, Seoul.
We’re connecting to Reporter Yoon Seheon, who is at the scene.
Reporter Yoon Seheon?]

[Uhuhuhuhuuuu, Ahjussi, is our Yuqi-oppa safe and sound? Yes?]

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