I Became the Academy’s Disabled Student

The confession necklace working on its own was not a rare occurrence.

Whenever there was a gap, the mischievous artifact would shamelessly reveal the owner’s embarrassing secrets.

I had been in countless situations where this necklace had caused trouble.

[Yes]
[Nice to meet you]
[Lee Hasol, Sir]

‘Huh?’

This time was a little different.

‘Not "Hello" but "Nice to meet you?"’

Until now, the confession necklace’s rampage had always been about exposing my own inner thoughts.

It would reveal my thoughts about strangling the necklace, or even confessing that I thought Baek Arin had a big chest...

But now?@@novelbin@@

I can confidently say this wasn’t a thought of mine. It wasn’t an embarrassing memory that I wanted to suppress either.

Literally, it was a thought that I had never had before, coming from the necklace.

A whole bunch of question marks popped up in my mind.

"...Really, it's you, Hayul."

[Yes]
[This is Lee Hayul—]
[…Yes]

The woman, Lee Hasol, blinked and murmured. In response, the necklace answered again, completely of its own accord.

I quickly grabbed the necklace and blinked.

‘What’s going on?’

I collected myself and observed Lee Hasol again.

The first thing that came to mind was the color green. It was vivid and striking.

Her hair, neatly brushed and falling over one shoulder, and her clear, bright eyes.

• Squeeze...

• Ding!