The Protagonist’s Party is Too Diligent

Claire had already given up on being called "noona" years ago.

From the moment Leo and Claire first met, they had been arguing over whether to call each other "noona" or "oppa." Neither of them even remembered who had started it. It was just something they had been fighting over since their earliest memories.

But even before those memories—memories that felt old enough to be vague—Claire had been calling Sylvia "unnie."

That memory, at least, was so vivid that time could never erase it.

Because Sylvia had been the first "good person" Claire had ever met.

Of course, her image had changed a little over the years.

The "unnie" who had once seemed like an angel wasn’t actually that perfect. She made mistakes, just like any person. She had clear likes and dislikes. Claire had thought she was someone who succeeded at everything, but the truth was, she was someone who tried over and over again until she finally achieved success.@@novelbin@@

Even when those failures came at the cost of her own body.

But even after seeing that side of her, Claire had no intention of not calling her "unnie."

There was no way she could ever give it up. How could she not call someone "unnie" when they had done that much for her?

"What’s got you so lost in thought?"