Gender Reversed Geum Taeyang - Chapter 48

Episode 48 – Class Observation (1)

High school math definitely feels different from middle school math.

Of course, those who studied well in middle school wouldn’t have much trouble following the high school curriculum…

But if such a person had wasted almost an entire semester. If they had not only skipped classes but completely stopped studying during that time.

That’s when just attending classes becomes overwhelming. Just like my current situation.

Yuhan oppa’s words are absolute to me.

Actually, it’s obvious, but the reason I’ve been avoiding Yuhan oppa for the past few months wasn’t because I disliked his words or simply disliked him.

I’ve never really disobeyed oppa’s words in my life, and this time I even started studying after getting my mind straight.

But even someone like me, in trivial matters, in the most insignificant things, I sometimes slightly disobey oppa’s words.

Like.

Disobeying his instruction to play with friends during break time instead of thinking about studying.

Concentrating on studying by splitting up break time.

To me, it was just a minor deviation.

Because I needed to use break time to keep up with the lessons.

Because oppa wouldn’t know if I studied during break time.

Well. Anyway, I never imagined this kind of situation.

Being caught by oppa and dragged into the hallway.

“Oppa! Let go…!”

“Let go of what? Just endure it.”

It’s confusing enough just having oppa here, but with his chest and arms surrounding my face.

Maybe because of that, some kind of fragrant smell penetrates my nose, making it impossible to think straight.

While I was trying to grasp the situation, oppa released his loose headlock after we got out of the classroom and pushed me against the hallway wall.

“Han Sehee, how dare you betray me?”

“No, wait…!”

Arms on both sides, wall behind, oppa’s body in front. Blocked from all directions.

Is this what they call… Kabedon? Isn’t that usually done by girls to guys?

“Why are you here?!”

“Heard there was class observation, so I came to see you. But… Why are you changing the subject now?”

Honestly, it was quite touching.

Never in my life had anyone come to see me on a day like this.

And the first person to come see me being Yuhan oppa.

But I wasn’t given time to feel touched.

That disappointed expression. That annoyed expression.

Seeing that, I couldn’t leisurely feel joy.

It’s too startling. Should I make excuses? I need to clear up the misunderstanding somehow… though this isn’t really a situation I can call a misunderstanding.

“I didn’t think you were like this. Not listening to oppa.”

“No, that’s not it, it’s…”

I’ve always prided myself on living quite femininely, but I just can’t get the words out.

But that didn’t last long.

Fortunately, I suppose. Oppa, who had been staring at me intently, twitched his lips and burst into laughter.

“Hehehe! I’m just kidding. It’s my first time seeing you make that expression.”

“…Huh?”

“Studying during break time isn’t great, but anyway. Why would I get angry on this good day?”

No!

I wasn’t really angry about the mischievous prank.

Well…, maybe, just maybe a tiny bit of sulking came up but that was it.

If oppa wants to play a little prank, why would I get angry?

With a sigh of relief, the tension dissipates instantly.

But was today just not meant to be a day of calm hearts?

Maybe because of the sudden release of tension, my legs went weak.

And oppa wrapped his arm around my waist as I slightly stumbled.

Hmm.

While maintaining the close distance created by the Kabedon pose.

Parents who come to observe classes usually come out to the hallway to talk with their children.

For that reason, with definitely more people in the hallway than usual.

Amidst the bustling and joyful atmosphere, an oddly different scene began to unfold.

From confusion to tension, from tension to relief, from relief to embarrassment.

It’s also my first time experiencing emotions changing this rapidly.

“W-wait, somewhere else! Let’s go somewhere else…!”

A handsome man, well-dressed, but somehow giving off a delinquent vibe, embracing a female student.

A strange and stimulating scene disrupting the harmonious atmosphere.

All sorts of gazes fly and stick to us.

Well, I liked it. … But feeling embarrassed is unavoidable, right?

Being born a woman and experiencing such actions from a man, especially in front of so many people. Something… something….

As someone who prides herself on having lived quite femininely, experiencing this kind of thing brings mixed emotions. Like feeling good but embarrassed, embarrassed but feeling good?

Also, among the gazes flying our way, there were quite a lot mixed with sticky desire.

Oppa’s face comes into view when I look up.

A hairstyle I’ve never seen before, slightly faded tanned skin, somehow much more emphasized features than usual.

Despite Minwoo from the orphanage nagging him to dress up a bit, he never listened, but today he’s all dressed up.

Of course… by regular male standards, this might not even count as dressing up.

Anyway, if even I, who’s seen oppa so much, have my heart racing like this, it must be much more intense for other girls.

As time passed, the sticky gazes only increased.

How many men would enjoy such gazes unless they liked it themselves?

Ah. Did I look around too much? Oppa follows my gaze and scans the surroundings once.

“Do we have to? Why? Because those people are looking?”

“Because they’re looking at oppa strangely…!”

“Pfft. Let them look. I dressed up like this for you, so as long as you like it, that’s all that matters.”

“No, that’s, still!!”

No. Such confidence that makes my worry pointless.

Plus, saying he dressed up like that for me. Does he know how his words sound?

It would be fortunate if he doesn’t get accused of leading people on.

I don’t really know how other men think… but oppa’s world definitely seems far from normal.

Anyway, I’ve lived my whole life with the mindset that if oppa is okay with it, then I’m okay with it too.

But no matter how okay it is, those gazes feel quite unpleasant.

“Save that for your boyfriend later. I’m fine.”

“No!”

Another man? I shouted at such an absurd statement.

Oppa shows a slightly surprised expression.

Soon he smiles warmly while looking at me and we enter the classroom.

Along with that, those unpleasant gazes were somewhat dealt with.

But I couldn’t help my heart from sinking slightly.

Wondering if oppa even sees me as a woman.

Wondering if he doesn’t see me as more than a sister.

Even while being beside oppa.

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I don’t like it.

No, rather than not liking it.

How should I put it. An indescribable ominousness?

As soon as the break time bell rang, I got a call from dad.

Watching Sehee study in the seat next to me during break time has been my life’s joy these days.

Of course, I’m not saying this because I missed it once. I’m not that unfilial.

Nothing special in the phone call. Just dad saying he’d be a bit late to today’s class observation.

For some reason, that short phone call dragged on unnecessarily long today.

Long enough that 10 minutes of break time flew by after visiting the bathroom after the call.

Of course, that’s not really a problem either. These things happen.

After washing my hands and coming out of the bathroom, I checked that there wasn’t much break time left and quickly returned to the classroom.

Because teachers would enter the classroom early due to class observation. Because I can’t be late to class on a day like this.

The problem occurred here.

When I opened the back door of the classroom.

A group of men sitting in the seats closest to the back door.

They were looking elsewhere but when they glanced at me, they suddenly let out an unpleasant laugh.

After Sehee started studying, many men started hitting on her, but in the end, I was the only one who remained beside her.

Since I would be the one to end up with Sehee anyway, it was something I could ignore like usual.

But that snicker contained some strange emotion.

For some reason, I couldn’t ignore them today.

One of them spoke with a sneer.

“Si-jun! Did you see that hyung Sehee was talking about?”

“What…?”

The ‘oppa I know’ that came from Sehee’s mouth before.

If it’s ‘the hyung Sehee talked about’, it can only be that person.

Sehee usually avoids mentioning her relationships outside of school.

I clearly remembered because she had only mentioned one connection, especially since it was with the opposite sex.

Even so, I didn’t really pay much attention to it.

It seems to be quite a precious connection to Sehee, but I also maintain a fairly long relationship with her, and we’re together at school from morning until almost evening.

Plus, we’re the same age.

There’s nothing to feel inferior about.

But he came?

Though they didn’t mention where he came… obviously they mean he came to school, right?

Come to think of it, the classroom atmosphere is somewhat strange.

Male students sitting more quietly than usual and female students with excited expressions. Even some with just curious expressions.

Suddenly, an ominous feeling rushed in and my arms got goosebumps.

Something’s strange. Something’s wrong.

After looking at their faces, I turned my eyes to where Sehee should be.

Two desks at the very back by the window.

Sehee and my nest.

Where I watch Sehee study, and when she’s not studying, where we play silly pranks together.

But what caught my eye was a man.

Handsome features with a bigger build than other men, undisguisable delinquency showing through his looks.

And next to him sat a woman, Sehee.

With a happy smile I’ve never seen before.

Why?

She’s been wearing only depressed expressions lately.

Even when she wasn’t depressed, she never smiled like that.

It’s not the expression she makes when laughing and chatting with me.

It’s not the expression she makes when laughing and chatting with other friends either.

She never made such an expression in middle school or high school.

No one would have experienced seeing such an expression on Sehee’s face.

Rather than a smile that comes from joy.

A smile filled with happiness that only appears in front of someone you love.

This shouldn’t be happening.

That kind of thing should only come to me. Should only be seen by me.

Clearly that smile is flying towards my seat but.

My seat was being invaded by another man.

I moved my legs.

Because I need to stop it even now.

Although he had a fierce appearance, this wasn’t the time to consider such things.

“Excuse me…!”

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The bell that interrupted my words.

As soon as that bell announced the end of break time, the man stood up.

What is… this.

Seeing him up close, he gives off a completely different vibe from before.

“Ah, so you’re Si-jun? I heard a bit about you from Sehee before. Sorry, I was just chatting with Sehee. Thanks for the seat.”

Cold sweat forms on my back. My mind goes dizzy seeing his face that’s beyond fierce to scary.

Still, I gathered my courage.

I can’t be intimidated here.

Though that thug-like man spoke with a smile.

With that one-line dialogue, he’s completely disregarding me.

Emphasizing that he’s closer to Sehee.

Treating me like just a seat warmer.

Typical male power play.

I clench my fist tightly, maintaining a comfortable expression.

“Ah… I heard about you too, hyung. You can use the seat. I’m with Sehee every day anyway, so 10 minutes is nothing.”

“Haha. That’s good then. Sehee, I’ll be in the back?”

It was meant to be a subtle warning. Most men would understand the implied meaning.

But had I underestimated him too much?

He brushed off my words as if they were nothing, patted Sehee’s head, and walked towards the lockers at the back of the classroom.

It feels bad.

It feels really bad.

Sehee is closest to me, has been closest to me since middle school.

To suddenly appear and act all friendly before leaving.

Plus, seeing him here at this time means he must already be an adult.

Really shameless.

When I sit down, I can feel warmth from the chair.

Warmth created by another man.

The position of things placed on the desk has changed.

He must have moved them around as he pleased to have a comfortable conversation.

Looking to the side, I see Sehee immersed in happiness.

Her eyes are staring blankly into space, not at me.

My nest has been.

Defiled by another man.*¹

(End of chapter)

T.N. Our ntr lord strikes again!