Eighteen’s Bed

Chapter 23.6

Kang Suhyeon had to beg and beg while Go Yohan held her by the scruff of her neck.

Not that she had any clue why she even had to apologize.

She assumed that the only reason Go Yohan was mad was because he misunderstood something about me.

I had no idea what kind of experience she’d been through, but for her to be this terrified—to the point of groveling—it must have been bad.

“So-yeon… ah. We… ah… must have… really… misunderstood…”

Her thick, toad-like fingers tapped out a message on the tiny phone screen, barely the width of a palm. The way she kept glancing at Go Yohan for approval as she typed made her look pretty damn pitiful.

And when she finally sent the message and showed it to him with a groveling smile, it was such a pathetic sight that I almost couldn’t bear to look at it.

“Yohan’s friend, I have done my best to defend your friend’s honor.”

“Shut the fuck up until I finish reading.”

“Yes.”

She barely managed to suppress a panicked “Y-yes” and sat quietly.

Go Yohan, perched on the lecture hall desk with one leg crossed, scrolled through the messages with his usual blank expression.

Kang Suhyeon, despite sitting still, couldn’t keep her mouth shut. “Ah, wait, that’s private—” she started, but immediately went silent when she met his emotionless gaze.

After a moment of awkward tension, she timidly turned her neck and sent me a pathetic look.

“…You really didn’t have any feelings for Ga-hee?”

I didn’t.

I didn’t even get a chance to say it.

Go Yohan grabbed her head in one swift motion.

Her hair stuck out like weeds between his fingers, on the verge of being yanked straight out.

“Do you have a death wish?”

“Ack—! Ow, ow, ow! S-sorry! I’m sorry! I sincerely apologize!”

I sat in my chair, watching, and thought back to that time in the taxi.

What the hell is the difference between him drunk and him sober?

What the hell am I even supposed to do here?

Go Yohan kept scrolling, his eyebrows furrowing as he read through Kang Suhyeon and Park So-yeon’s conversation.

That was when I finally decided what I had to do.

“It’s fine. It was just a misunderstanding.”

At the very least, Kang Suhyeon was someone I’d have to put up with for a whole semester.

Our majors were different, so we probably wouldn’t see much of each other after that—but still, the world thrived on gossip.

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