My Friend’s Little Sister is Special

Oppa.

What a pleasant sound it is.

Such a nice word. The sound of it is truly excellent.

I felt like giving a standing ovation would barely be enough.

When our house pig called me that, I felt nothing, but hearing it from Ye-rin, it felt like my ears were being purified.

Message, messenger, both are wonderful, how…

“…O, ppa.”

While I was inwardly shedding tears and being moved, I snapped back to reality at that sweet word coming from Ye-rin’s mouth again.

As if to prove that her earlier promise to try wasn’t a lie, even while twisting her body and being embarrassed.

Ye-rin called me oppa, small but certain.

“Yes?”

“Now that I think about it, don’t you have something to tell me…?”

“……Huh?”

What’s this? Suddenly?

Could this be that thing I’ve only heard about?

‘Oppa, did anything about me change today?’

—Ye-rin, I thought you looked like a princess in yesterday’s dress which suited you so well, but today’s hoodie suits you really well too. When your eyes are pink, and overall, I think pink suits you really well. Ah, your legs showing below your shorts are so white and pretty, enough to make me want to stroke them. I just noticed your socks with cats drawn on them are really cute…

No, damn it Han Woo-jin, you bastard. Isn’t this just sexual harassment? Full acceleration, genuine sexual harassment, what the hell.

Meanwhile, I was impressed with myself for how conscientiously I had observed her, with thoughts flowing so readily in my mind.

This can’t be right.

I was just listing my pure thoughts, but why does it sound like a bunch of perverse comments that would be said by some creepy guy if I just added “hehehe” at the beginning of each sentence? Shit.

Unable to speak due to the self-loathing washing over me, Ye-rin tugged at my sleeve insistently as if telling me to answer quickly.

“…Hint. Give me a hint.”

Not daring to blurt out the thoughts in my head as the answer, I asked for a hint, and Ye-rin made a displeased “hmm” sound through her nose.

“…Han Se-ah.”

“Huh?”

Why are you bringing her up?

I was surprised to hear the familiar name from Ye-rin’s lips.

Se-ah, Han Se-ah. Don’t tell me that after I asked her to approach Ye-rin yesterday, she went up to Ye-rin saying “My oppa says~”? Oppa believes in our Se-ah.

“That is my sister’s name, but why…?”

I tried to act nonchalant, forcing a smile while hiding my trembling lips.

I know nothing.

“…And?”

Oh my god.

I unconsciously leaned back from her eyes that were staring at me as if telling me to be honest.

Then, as if to say “not so fast,” Ye-rin moved closer to me by the amount I had retreated and firmly grabbed my arm.

“Um… are you two acquainted by any chance? My sister and you.”

“…We became acquainted. Today. By. Chance.”

“Oh, that’s nice? Se-ah is a good kid, probably. I hope you two get along well, haha, ha….”

I continued trying to act casual, spouting whatever came to mind, but the more I spoke, the colder Ye-rin’s gaze seemed to become.

What was even more frightening was that while her gaze was cold enough to freeze me, her eyes remained pink, making it impossible to guess what emotion she was feeling.

‘Emotions are complex’

Suddenly, I recalled what Seo Jin-hyuk had told me at school when I asked if pink eyes meant embarrassment.

That’s right.

I felt ashamed for simplistically thinking pink=embarrassment.

Even though I didn’t know, it felt like I had been thinking about her too simplistically.

Therefore.

I wanted to know more. About Seo Ye-rin.

“You’re not going to tell me…?”

“I don’t know what you want me to say…?”

Was it that obvious?

Well. Unless you’re an idiot, if my sister approached you just a day after we met, you’d probably notice.

But even if it was such an obvious action. Even if it was just my unnecessary meddling, wanting to help her was also sincere.

…Because I hoped she wouldn’t cry alone again.

Therefore.

Although it was true that I didn’t want to lie to you.

Because I also sincerely wanted you not to get hurt.

I just hope these lies I’m telling now are white lies for your sake.

As I evaded the answer, Ye-rin soon exhaled with a “haah.”

“…Alright. Then I’ll tell you first.”

“Yes…?”

I’m screwed.

Is something big coming?

‘Please don’t do that behind my back.’

‘It’s creepy.’

‘……I really hate it.’

Urgh…. I was wrong, I won’t meddle….

Just imagining Ye-rin saying such words to me with a blank expression made my heart feel like it was being torn apart.

With a pounding heart, I watched Ye-rin’s lips waiting for her next words,

“Thank you….”

“…Huh?”

As if the cold stare from just moments ago had all been a lie, Ye-rin smiled with a mischievous “hee-.”

Caught off guard by the unexpected response, I found myself asking back.

“For what…?”

“…Are you curious?”

“Yes, very. I’m dying of curiosity.”

Just moments ago, I was the one refusing to give answers, but somehow our positions had reversed.

But, that didn’t matter, and I wanted to know even if I had to beg pathetically.

What was she thankful for…? Perhaps she and Han Se-ah got along well? I was almost going crazy with curiosity.

“I won’t tell you….”

“Ah, whyyy!”

“But….”

Perhaps she wanted to see my desperate expression up close.

Ye-rin, who had been smiling all along, moved a bit closer to me and tilted her head slightly.

“You didn’t tell me either….”

Beh-

What was surely soft.

A small, cute, bright red tongue peeked out toward me, then quickly went back in as if embarrassed.

“So. It’s a secret.”

…This is bad.

It was severe.

The fact that even after seeing her sticking her tongue out at me, instead of finding it annoying, my first thought was wanting to touch that marshmallow-jelly-like tongue tip just once. Wondering how soft it would be.

I felt like I had been completely enchanted.

I lost.

It was a complete defeat.

“…So, how was she? My sister.”

“Umm….”

**

Class 6-9…

Of all places, it had to be Class 6-9….

I don’t know anyone here either…. I was already sighing.

My stupid brother probably wouldn’t know, but not asking him yesterday where Ye-rin’s class was, and having to ask around, was the start of the trouble.

Why Seo Ye-rin all of a sudden, are you going to see Seo Ye-rin, don’t tell me you’re planning to talk to Seo Ye-rin….

I mean, I just asked which class, why is everyone making such a fuss!

Of course, they were all correct…

In the process, I also learned things I didn’t want to know.

She’s rude, her eyes are strange, she looks down on others because she’s pretty, she doesn’t respond when you talk to her….

I thought it was quite remarkable that such rumors had spread in just a month since she transferred.

…What if all these rumors aren’t baseless but true?

My brother, really. Even when he takes an interest, it has to be in…

Ugh, am I going to get in trouble too?

It’s like, you know, “he who fights with monsters”… oh, whatever.

Oppa… if I get in trouble, you have to take responsibility, okay? If not, I’ll make sure you never get married.

Honestly, I didn’t want to approach a stranger, especially one with bad rumors.

But I don’t want to see the expression my brother had yesterday ever again.

Even though he always teases me and calls me a pig.

…Because he’s my one and only oppa.

And as a bonus, I’ll build some goodwill with my future husband, yes, yes.

When I arrived in front of Class 6-9, there was no need to separately ask who Seo Ye-rin was, or to look for her.

Even though it was a seat on the outskirts of the classroom not easily visible from outside.

In the noisy classroom where monkey-like boys were running wild, there was a girl shining nobly alone.

I thought, without even looking, that must be Seo Ye-rin.

Wow… my brother, I didn’t realize, but he has really high standards?

This is all because he grew up seeing his pretty little sister at home every day.

But, this is hard to support even for my brother, isn’t it?

The difficulty level is too high, oppa….

As I was inwardly paying my respects, looking back into the classroom, I suddenly realized.

That even in that noisy atmosphere, it was remarkably silent around that girl.

…How cruel.

Just as the sun blinds the eyes of those who look at it when it’s too bright, and burns all life when it’s too hot.

Seo Ye-rin was like the sun. Cruelly dazzling and hot.

I think I understand a bit why such rumors spread, and why kids can’t approach her.

If I can’t have it… I’ll make sure no one can have it.

There’s no choice but to break it.

Inhale

Exhale

Okay.

I gathered my courage, opened the back door of the classroom, and strode toward the sun, I mean, toward Seo Ye-rin.

“Hello?”

When I brazenly greeted her, dark gray eyes that had been looking at a phone in solitude greeted me.

Wow… it’s true… that her eye color changes… it’s fascinating, isn’t it?

I heard it changes according to emotions. The expression and eyes I’m seeing now.

Even an idiot could tell that Seo Ye-rin was not welcoming me.

Nod.

Seeing her just slightly nodding her head without answering despite my greeting, I momentarily thought maybe the rumors about her being rude were true…?

—But in this atmosphere, well, couldn’t that be understandable?

I believe in my brother’s eyes more than rumors spread by who knows who.

My brother wouldn’t ask me to do this favor just because she’s pretty…

Actually, given Ye-rin’s looks, he might, yeah…

Sorry, oppa. I can’t believe you just this once?

When I remained silent, Ye-rin soon turned her head away with a huff.

“Ah, sorry for speaking to you suddenly. Do you happen to know Han Woo-jin?”

“…Han Woo-jin?”

Ye-rin urgently raised her head toward me as if she had heard something unexpected.

Oh…?

“Yes, Han Woo-jin is my brother.”

“……Really?”

…See that?

I was reluctant until I got here.

But seeing her eyes, which were gray just moments ago, instantly turn blue at the mention of my brother’s name, I thought this might be more interesting than I expected.

…I might even want to get involved a little?

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