Well Wisher 📚 minjoong [⏹]

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This is a classic tale of a bookworm facing difficulty in making friends, falling in love with a popular and choosy individual. Though it could be an extensive story, their quick decisions make it a short one.

With two students and a not-so-complicated relationship dynamic, it won't take too long to discuss.

One of the popular students on campus is named Song Mingi. With a radiant face and personality, who wouldn't fall for him? Simple yet deeply loved in his own way.

He becomes too naive when accepting a date invitation from Choi Jongho, another popular student. He thought Jongho was different, special. They listened and gave, until Mingi realizes he's been played.

Yes, Jongho was simultaneously dating Kang Yeosang. A charming man with light brown eyes, cute chubby cheeks, a slim yet enticing body—who wouldn't be tempted? Beautiful and charming excessively. Even heterosexual men would be swayed. However, Mingi's perception of Jongho was entirely wrong. Jongho was just typical, slightly malicious. He liked Mingi, but not for the essence of dating him. The main reason was to show dominance, to mistreat a popular guy, making him a winner.

Mingi wants to hurl a thousand curses at him but refrains, aware of his educated background.

Since then, he becomes cautious and selective in friendships and dating. Preferring someone who never had the courage to approach, minimizing the risk of being used for popularity.

If you think being a popular student is entirely perfect, you're wrong. And if you wonder if Mingi is happy in his position, the answer is no.

On the other side is Kim Hongjoong, a nerd with the typical appearance. No need to describe it again. He looks bad and gloomy, but there's extraordinary handsomeness with a bit of grooming.

Unfortunately, he's too busy prioritizing heavy textbooks or perhaps just lazy? But not when it comes to Song Mingi. He fell for Mingi long before Jongho had malicious thoughts.

Hongjoong can only gaze and admire the radiant figure of Mingi from afar. The beauty is too distant for him to reach, too difficult to embrace in his arms, and even too far to be imagined. Has Mingi ever noticed Hongjoong? Does Mingi even know of an existence named Kim Hongjoong on their campus? Hongjoong can only sarcastically laugh at his pitiful self filled with fantasies. But that's how bookworms are—full of dreams without a hint of realization or at least making a slight effort to achieve what they expect instead of just daydreaming.

One day, the literature faculty's student organization organized an event. All students under the faculty were required to attend the auditorium with a stage and hundreds of seats provided.

Hongjoong took his first steps into the vast room, and it turns out his presence was the first.

He didn't see a single person besides himself there.

He raised his left hand in the air, staring at the analog numbers indicated by the short hand behind his watch's glass.

He has a good memory—always sharpened by numerous dull memorizations—and his memory tells him the event starts at three, while he finds himself standing bewildered there at two.

Great.

He seems too industrious.

But he coincidentally has no other activities now. So, occupying one of the middle seats while continuing to read the thick book he brought is the best option he has.

Several precious minutes passed, like a past story he flowed through. Eventually, he heard another set of footsteps approaching. But he didn't turn his neck to look at the source of the sound. Either because he wasn't curious about anyone, or perhaps the small, image-less texts printed in his book were too important?