Gender Reversed Geum Taeyang - Chapter 67

Chapter 67 – Uniform Date

Female high school uniforms are divided into two types: pants and skirts.

Since uniforms aren’t exactly cheap, students usually choose and purchase one or the other.

Of course, well-off families like ours sometimes buy both types, but that’s not the norm.

I’ve disliked skirts since I was young. I hated their characteristic sense of exposure, and I didn’t like how much of my body they revealed.

When I entered high school, I bought a uniform skirt at my parents’ suggestion, but I never wore it. I hadn’t even taken it out of the closet.

Until today.

After finishing my phone call with Yuhan, I spaced out briefly. Upon realizing I didn’t have my uniform at home, I immediately got in my car and headed to my parents’ house.

Jihun was at school, parents were at work, and the housekeeper hadn’t arrived yet.

Walking around the empty house, I found my uniform and put it on, then went to the full-length mirror in Jihun’s room.

I see the uniform shirt and vest on top, and below, the utterly ordinary uniform pants.

To be honest, it looks completely unremarkable.

Although our school’s uniform had a good design… this was a more fundamental problem.

When I was in high school, I couldn’t understand why people altered their uniforms.

I thought they could look neat enough without doing that. I didn’t even think it looked good in the first place.

Still, I considered myself someone who paid attention to appearance management. That’s what I thought.

It seems it was all an illusion. My reflection in the mirror looks too shabby. I’m not trying to look like a model student, but what is this?

An outfit that looks plain from any angle. I don’t like it.

Fighting back my aversion, I tried on the uniform skirt I’d never taken out before… but it didn’t look much different.

A wave of self-loathing hits me.

I want to look better for Yuhan, I want to show him only my best side. I resent my past self.

…

No, there is a way.

The appointment is on Sunday anyway. There are still a few days left.

I remembered Dad mentioning a tailoring shop near our family home.

I heard it’s somewhat expensive but quite well-known.

Well, money isn’t an issue. Even if I didn’t have money, I would’ve gladly invested in this. My relationship with Yuhan is more important to me.

I’m not sure if they require reservations. Maybe money can help with that.

It’s a bit embarrassing to get a uniform altered when I’m someone who’s even been to the military…

But now isn’t the time to think about such things.

I changed back into my clothes and left the house.

My destination wasn’t my car but the tailor shop.

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I see my reflection in the bathroom mirror. The white shirt that was a uniform, dark brown pants, and a tie of the same brown color. And… Geum Taeyang’s body that feels out of place.

A uniform date. I’m not sure if it’s okay to casually use the word ‘date,’ but it’s just in my head so whatever.

The most noticeable thing about my outfit is the Chinese character ‘中’ (meaning ‘middle’) on my chest.

The school name is written in Chinese characters right above it, but… I don’t know what characters they are.

I remember throwing away my high school uniform right after dropping out. Throwing away an expensive uniform was quite an impulsive decision.

No, thinking about it now, it’s such a waste. Is this why people shouldn’t get too emotional?

Anyway, I don’t have any special memories related to uniforms.

Uniform design? My life wasn’t comfortable enough to care about clothing design.

If you ask whether I wanted to see Ari in a uniform, that’s not it either. I can roughly imagine how Ari would look in a uniform.

Like herself, she’d probably wear neat pants.

The conclusion is… this uniform date is just a choice for creating new memories.

Wearing clothes you can’t even wear anymore as an adult, walking around an amusement park all day.

A special outfit for a special day at a special place. Whoever came up with this idea, it could be called genius.

As someone who couldn’t make friends after being revealed as an orphan, even though the uniform holds no good memories for me, thinking about going out wearing this with Ari somehow makes me feel good.

There’s still some time until our appointment, but I’m already feeling excited.

An appointment created through the unexpectedly kind viewers and Ari’s consideration.

I consider it quite a precious opportunity for me.

With a pleasant smile, I took off the clothes again.

Looking at the size of the uniform I was wearing, it seems it belonged to Geum Taeyang from the reversed world rather than me from the original world, but anyway, the clothes being tight was unavoidable.

The pants were tight as if they’d been altered, and the top… well, I might just wear it with the buttons undone.

Hmm. That fashion style where students wore another shirt inside and unbuttoned all the shirt buttons was pretty common, wasn’t it? Would that be okay? Or does that look too delinquent-like?

I’m not sure. If it feels too uncomfortable, I’ll think about it then.

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A clearly adult person standing on the street wearing a school uniform on the weekend is something that’s hard to do with a sound mind.

… Especially me, standing on the street waiting for Ari’s car.

Since the roads near my house are narrow and in poor condition, I decided to wait somewhere else… who knew I’d experience this kind of embarrassing situation.

It’s hot too… Seems like you have to give up a lot for memories.

I unbuttoned the shirt a little.

I had no intention of wearing the uniform vest from the start, so I left it at home. The shirt is long and the pants are for winter – are they trying to kill me? It’s summer now.

Also, I don’t want to roll up the sleeves because the clothes would get wrinkled.

Anyway, even in the reversed world, as long as skin isn’t showing, it should be fine, right? Besides, I’m wearing a white t-shirt underneath.

I can’t tell if people passing by are staring intensely because of the reversed world or just because they’re curious about an adult wearing a school uniform.

If the pants and tie were black, I could at least pretend to be an office worker, but my outfit is clearly a school uniform no matter how you look at it.

I didn’t bring any luggage, so I’m just fiddling with my phone and old wallet when I start to see Ari’s car in the distance.

The car soon stops.

But it stops a bit away from where I am.

No, why did she go that far when there’s nothing in front of me? She’s quite good at driving too.

Thinking that, I quickly walked over and opened the passenger door to get in.

Um.

So.

Uh.

Unlike the thigh-length skirt I saw last time, this skirt only comes down to above the knee. It’s a uniform but… what do they call it? An H-line skirt? That’s the feeling it gives.

The top also feels completely form-fitting. I knew she had a good figure but… I didn’t know it was this good. Her body’s curves show through the uniform vest.

Did she get it altered? No way. Would Ari do that? She must have been a model student in high school too.

With piercings, dyed hair, and clothes like that, someone who was already attractive becomes even more devastatingly so.

“Yu-Yuhan! You should button up…!”

Buttons? Are you one to talk?

I didn’t expect her to come out in such bold fashion. Of course, there are probably plenty of people who wear shorter skirts than that but… this is Ari we’re talking about.

“Isn’t… isn’t your skirt too short…?”

Hmm.

Ari’s expression showed bewilderment at those words. Why?

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‘Ugh… is it that bad…?’

‘No, honestly it looks good… I was just surprised.’

More than bewilderment, what I felt was shock.

I had been expecting to hear something nice from Yuhan, but the first thing he said was asking if my skirt was too short.

I wondered if I’d been foolish. Maybe I should have gone as is.

In the end, I received praise that couldn’t be compared to anything I’d heard before, though.

It wasn’t extraordinary praise, but Yuhan’s flustered appearance as he kept shifting his gaze around was answer enough.

Since it’s a look that’s hard to see usually.

Even with alterations, to show such a reaction to a girl’s uniform. He really is a peculiar person.

Ah. Of course, there was some bewilderment too.

I knew Yuhan only acted Confucian towards others, but I didn’t expect it to this extent.

Unbuttoning his shirt claiming it’s hot. And then showing such a reaction to just a skirt.

Of course, there are cases where people use a shirt over a t-shirt as a fashion item, but…

This… with just a few buttons undone showing the white t-shirt underneath, combined with the loosely undone tie.

Rather… it looked… more obscene.

I know it’s not right to feel such emotions about a school uniform.

I’m also trying my best to suppress my emotions right now.

The overall ill-fitting size revealing his body shape.

Anyone who saw the current Yuhan would surely feel the same way.

Well, I didn’t entirely like it. The thought of other women looking at Yuhan and having strange fantasies made me feel quite bad.

An inexplicable displeasure arose.

Anyway, driving today is harder than usual.

I’ve had Yuhan sitting next to me several times before, but today… my eyes keep drifting to the side.

Stealing glances at a man in uniform like this would look perverted to others, but it’s hard to control.

The car is stopped at a traffic light right now.

Just one more look and I’ll really focus on driving…

“Ari? Is there something strange about me?”

“Ah, what?!”

“You keep glancing over with an uneasy expression.”

Damn. Seems I looked too thoughtlessly. Embarrassment washes over me. I can feel my face getting hot.

An excuse. I need an appropriate excuse.

Um… so…

“I-I saw the Chinese character logo on your chest and wondered if it was a middle school uniform…”

That was a decent excuse… No, wait, doesn’t this mean I was looking at Yuhan’s chest?

Maybe it’s okay since I said I was looking at the logo.

But then. Yuhan made a mischievous expression and threw out a strange comment.

“What, do you like feeling like you’re dating a middle school student?”

No.

He just said something crazy.

My pupils shake.

Yuhan panicked and explained he meant it was nice to feel like we both became younger, but.

It didn’t really register in my ears.

Somehow. It felt like my underwear got slightly wet.

(End of chapter)