I Became an Artist in a Romantic Comedy

“…?”

I had been lying on my desk, napping until lunchtime.

Suddenly, I felt something heavy press down on the back of my head.

“…What are you doing?”

“Hehe. Wake up already. Let’s go eat lunch.”

It was Choi Ye-Seo, laughing as she plopped her chest onto my head.

Back in the day, she would’ve blushed and acted shy, but the older she gets, the bolder she becomes.

Not that it’s a bad thing, though.

As Choi Ye-Seo pulled away, Ha Soo-Yul and Hong Ye-Hwa grabbed her arms and dragged her off. I didn’t care to ask where they were taking her.

I sat up and twisted my stiff body in all directions. My shoulders and back creaked loudly.

“Hoo.”

After loosening up, I stood and looked at the clock on the wall. Four classes had already passed, and it was five minutes into lunchtime.

If I hurried, I wouldn’t be late for lunch.

Stretching, I stepped out of the classroom and spotted Choi Ye-Seo trembling.

“…What’s wrong with you?”

Flanking her on either side were two people glaring daggers at her. Of course, their glares weren’t aimed at me but at Choi Ye-Seo.

“N-Nothing! It’s fine.”

Her forced smile only made things more suspicious. Oh well. She says she’s fine, so whatever.

Shrugging, I followed Ha Soo-Yul, who was already walking ahead, with the other two trailing behind me.@@novelbin@@

Walking to the cafeteria, I naturally looked around at my surroundings.

Kids playing soccer on the field, students bustling with various things in their hands.