My Younger Sister Was My First Love - My Younger Sister Was My First Love chapter 79
79. That School
The final exam was over.
The classroom was filled with the atmosphere of a school break.
To be exact, the crowded hallway, bustling with students, was overflowing with the warm atmosphere of a school break.
“Let’s go, let’s go~.”
“Hey, can I go see my girlfriend for a bit?”
“No, just don’t go. You know why.”
“Junho hyung, are we not going early today?”
I shook my head in response to the kids’ suggestion to have a farewell party.
“We’ve talked about this already.”
“Wow, Junho hyung is almost as bad as our dad, who’s always trying to keep up with mom’s gaze.”
“Junho hyung, I think you have a sister complex.”
The kids snickered among themselves.
Only I couldn’t laugh.
Sister complex.
A term that refers to the phenomenon of excessively liking older or younger sisters.
To be honest, it was true, but we were guys.
We didn’t have any blood relation.
So, to fit into that category…… wasn’t possible.
But was it really a sister complex?
To me, this was a more difficult question than the exam problem I had just solved.
Since we had some time left until we were supposed to meet up with the kids to drink, I decided to go to the seminar room with Ji-hwan.
“Are the freshmen done with their exams today?”
The seminar leader, who was lying on the couch with a blanket, asked.
“Yes, we just finished.”
“I’m jealous. I wish I was a freshman again.”
“Didn’t you finish your exams?”
“I have one more subject left.”
As usual, there was only one problem with being in the seminar room.
“Oh, Lee Junho!”
When the door opened, Minju appeared, and the kids sitting next to me cheered.
“Wow, we’re not even looking at you, but nunim is already here.”
“Nunim, can we go out for a bit?”
“Unni, we’ll go buy coffee and come back!”
It was well-known among our department that Minju liked me.
To me, it felt like the whole world knew, excluding our professor.
“Did you do well on your exam?”
“It wasn’t bad.”
Minju naturally pulled up a chair and sat down next to Ji-hwan.
“What’s going on?”
“We’re going to stay here for a bit and then have a farewell party with the kids.”
“Just the freshmen?”
“Yes.”
“That’s a shame. If the grades were mixed, I would’ve gone too.”
Min-ju was staring at me with her chin resting on her hand.
“Jun-ho.”
I turned my head towards the voice of the university president coming from the sofa behind me.
“Yes.”
“Stop playing hard to get and just accept it.”
At the president’s words, Min-ju burst out laughing.
“Don’t do that. Jun-ho doesn’t like that kind of thing.”
“You’re the one who dropped the bomb, so why are you complaining to the person who’s trying to help?”
“Will the president come to our café too?”
“Café?”
“We’re going to work part-time at a place like that.”
The conversation was flowing rapidly without any gaps.
“Will you give us a discount if we go?”
“If it’s during a time when I’m available, it might work out. Jun-ho is really busy, you know?”
“What’s the big deal? Can’t we do it at the same time?”
Min-ju looked at me with a slightly dissatisfied expression, then turned her head away again.
“What’s the point? It’s already like that.”
“Just stop spreading rumors and go.”
She whispered in a voice that only I could hear.
“If you just accept it, no one will pay attention to us, right?”
It was true.
If we were a couple, whether we worked at the same café or went on a trip together, everyone would just think it’s no big deal.
These people just thought the situation I was struggling with was entertaining.
“I don’t know.”
“Aww, that’s too bad. I even got you a job.”
“Oh, right.”
Suddenly, an idea popped into my head, and I made eye contact with Min-ju.
“Do you remember Seon-ah?”
“Seon-ah? Your cousin?”
“Yeah. She used to come over to our place a lot.”
Min-ju and Seon-ah didn’t have direct contact or a close relationship.
They just hung out a few times when Seon-ah came over to play.
Surprisingly, Min-ju still remembered Seon-ah.
“How old is she now?”
“She’s a high school senior.”
“Oh, so she’s two years younger than us. But then…”
A subtle smile spread across Min-ju’s face, and I couldn’t read her intentions.
“Didn’t Ji-hee object?”
“We reached a dramatic agreement.”
“It doesn’t seem like something she would do voluntarily.”
It seemed like Min-du was slowly getting to understand Ji-hee.
“Just, well. I’ve got some things to take care of.”
“How are you going to sleep with three people?”
It was already a troublesome issue.
My room. Ji-hee’s room. The living room.
There were three beds in total.
The problem was whether to give up my room or Ji-hee’s room, but Ji-hee almost always had to be in her room, so it was only natural to give up mine.
But.
[Do you really think it’s right for a real sister to let her brother use her bed? Really?]
Tae-kel’s tackle came from a pretty strange angle.
In the end, it was decided that during the break, Ji-hee would sleep in my room.
I would sleep in the living room, and Seon-ah would sleep in Ji-hee’s room.
“Seon-ah sleeps in Ji-hee’s room, Ji-hee sleeps in my room, and I sleep in the living room.”
“Are you sleeping in the living room?”
Min-du looked at me with suspicious eyes and poked my thigh.
“Yeah. There’s a cousin living at home, so it’s not a big deal.”
“Didn’t you think about it when you came to my place?”
“That was because you were being really stubborn back then.”
I tried to say something but stopped.
Because there were ears listening.
“Hyung, shall we go now?”
When the kids who really went to buy coffee came back and opened the door, I grabbed my bag and tapped Min-du’s shoulder.
“Am I leaving?”
“Yeah, drink moderately.”
Min-du waved his hand lazily.
As I ended the awkward yet not-so-awkward conversation with the girl I had dumped, what I was waiting for next was…
“Cheers!”
That’s right.
It wasn’t just us who had finished our exams.
There were cheers and shouts coming from all directions.
Even on a weekday, the bar in front of the school was packed with customers.
“For the sake of finishing exams!”
The soju flowed down our throats with a gurgling sound.
It was a party, and all the guys who always hung out together were at the table.
“Oh, what are you guys doing during the break?”
Gyeong-ho was going back to his hometown.
Ji-hwon was going on a 1-month family trip to Europe.
Min-hyeok was going to work part-time to save up for ski equipment during the winter training camp.
“And what about you, hyung?”
“I’ll work part-time with Min-du, attend a driving school, and help my younger sibling with their studies. It’ll be over before we know it, right?”
At least, that’s what I thought.
Ah, even Seona comes home, and I take care of her for a bit.
“Are you busy?”
“There’s no time to think about what to do, so I don’t have time to worry.”
“Then, let’s do it one more time before our break!”
The drinking session didn’t last long.
It was because we were all familiar with each other, and Gyeongho said he had to catch a train early in the morning, so we decided to wrap it up quickly.
I arrived home at 10:30.
My phone was flooded with messages from Jihee, asking when I would arrive.
As I opened the door and went inside, I didn’t sense anyone’s presence.
I thought Jihee might be studying, even at this hour, since she was aiming for a Korean literature ticket.
But as I knocked on Jihee’s door and entered, I saw my sister sitting at her desk, slumped over like a corpse.
Just as I was about to gently shake her shoulder to wake her up…
I noticed the small writing scribbled in the corner of her problem book.
With her dark black hair tousled, she…
[Cousin is fake. Cousin is fake. Cousin is fake. Cousin is fake. Cousin is fake. Cousin is fake. Cousin is fake. Cousin is fake. Cousin is fake.]
…What is this? This is…
“Jihee.”
I did what I had to do.
Jihee’s shoulders trembled, and my sister slowly turned her head towards me, her movements as slow as a zombie’s.
“Did you have fun, Junho?”
“Junho is informal.”
“Brother, if you want to hear polite language, follow me quickly.”
“What?”
“Cousin is fake.”
“What?”
“Cousin is fake, I’m telling you!”
What’s real, and what’s fake?
I thought she was just talking nonsense in her sleep, so I picked Jihee up and carried her to bed.
“Cousin is fake, so go to sleep.”
“Is it real?”
“What answer do you want to hear?”
“Don’t you like your little sister, brother?”
Jihee, who had slightly woken up, pulled the blanket up to her nose.
“What if I like my cousin, too?”
It was a genuinely innocent question, without a hint of malice.
“You’re really crazy.”
I was speechless, unable to respond.
No, I’m not crazy for liking Seona.
It was an idea that couldn’t be followed by a real criminal’s thinking.
“Is Seon-ah pretty?”
“She’s just a little sister. What’s with the cousin-like evaluation?”
“Originally, the one we should be most wary of is a new woman, that’s what I said.”
“Are you saying your cousin is new?”
“I don’t know. I don’t have a cousin.”
Looking at how Jihui was fussing about it now, it seemed like she was quite concerned about Seon-ah coming home.
“Ha. Jihui, Seon-ah is just a kid. You’ll definitely like her if you meet her in person.”
Seon-ah was fundamentally a bright kid.
Not someone who shines like Jihui from the outside, but the type of kid who makes you laugh when you talk to her.
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“Oppa, it’s like you’re taking her side.”
“No, there’s no side. It’s here.”
“I’m nervous!”
“What’s there to be nervous about?!”
“Do you know how much of a hot topic ‘[Similar to a Cousin vs Cousin]’ is in academia?”
“What academia is this? It’s here.”
Is Jihui just going to acknowledge it as a cousin-like relationship now?
As if she had woken up, Jihui jumped up and started explaining.
“Originally, in terms of legitimacy, real siblings are number one! The ones below that are divided into factions, and it’s a mess.”
It’s really a rare case, but it’s true.
I felt relieved after drinking.
“So, in the eyes of those who see cousins as similar, cousins are like fake siblings, right?”
“That’s right. Cousins are related by blood, but since they don’t spend much time together, they’re evaluated as weak. Step-siblings, on the other hand, spend a lot of time together as family, but since they’re not related by blood, their legitimacy is lacking.”
What kind of conversation are we having?
Why does Jihui, who’s explaining enthusiastically, look so cute to me?
“Yeah, that’s enough.”
“……You told me to explain why Oppa is nervous.”
“I listened to the explanation, but it seems like you have no reason to be nervous, so I’m saying that.”
“No.”
Jihui seemed to interpret my words as meaning her explanation was meaningless, and she opened her mouth again.
“Jihui.”
“Why.”
“I don’t like my little sister.”
You might like me as Oppa, but I just like you.
“So, don’t be anxious.”
Jihui closed her mouth tightly, then came up to me and hugged me tightly.
“I’m both.”
Oppa is calling me.
Those were the words saying Jihui likes me.
“Still, do you like me?”
To me, that was a meaningless question.
You’ve been looking at me with those eyes for a long time, so I’ve known how you feel.
Just as I was hesitating to respond…
-Weeeeing
The vibrating sound rang out.
Jihui seemed to be urging me to pick up, tilting his head.
The name that came to mind as I put my hand in my pocket.
[Park Min-ju]
“Is the cleaning still not done?”
Jihui’s expression turned cold.