Chapter 72
Chapter 72
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 72
Chapter Title: The Chatroom Exposé
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“The top 1 and 2 spots are both girls. Does that even make sense?”
“Ha-jun's mom, let's put that aside for now...”
“They should separate boys and girls and rank them individually. Girls that age are all sly as foxes—how are the boys supposed to compete?”
“Exactly! My son might be big, but he's just too naive...”
Seo Jae-kyeom, basketball tucked under his arm, turned to me.
“Did that lady just call us idiots?”
“She called you an idiot. I'm a girl.”
I poked my head out from the stairwell to peek downstairs.
Our homeroom teacher was breaking out in a cold sweat while guiding our class parents on a school tour. Trailing at the back was Jang Ji-won, arm-in-arm with some lady.
Probably Jang Ji-won's mother-in-law.
The mother-in-law had rushed over fearing her child had caused trouble, only to realize it was a false alarm, leaving her with a bewildered look.
It's fine. Your son really did cause trouble, ma'am.
For now, I'd let Jang Ji-won stick around down there.
“The one who just lumped all the boys together as idiots is Do Ha-jun's mom.”
The same tennis skirt from before regression made her easy to spot. Next to her was Do Ha-jun's dad, apparently. Both parents showing up—talk about a pampered son.
Whose dad was Park Su-hwan's?
“But why are we spying like this?”
“Aren't you going to play basketball?”
“Nah. This seems more fun.”
Sigh.
“Then crouch down a bit.”
Your mom spotting you would ruin everything.
I pushed down on Seo Jae-kyeom's head to hide him and glared at the floor below. My phone buzzed with real-time updates from friends back in the classroom.
Twenty minutes before lunch ended.
A group of parents was about to head into the staff room when I rolled right up to them and our homeroom teacher.
“Da-hye! Perfect timing—say hi. This is our class president...”
“Big trouble!”
“Huh?”
“The classroom TV fell! Do Ha-jun got crushed under it!”
“What?!”
“What?!”
“Where? Where!”
Leading the panicked Do Ha-jun's mom, I herded the parents straight up to the fourth-floor classroom.
Seo Jae-kyeom, flustered beside me, gaped.
“What the...?”
“What else? A little white lie. Come on, hurry up and follow.”
The classroom we burst into was in the middle of a fight.
“That's why you're calling Yeon-hee 'noona'!”
“What're you on about? I just called her that 'cause she acts mature.”
“Liar! That word has a weird meaning!”
“No it doesn't, no it doesn't! What do you think 'noona' means, Eugene-ha?”
“You're teasing her 'cause her name's the same as that weird girl!”
“What weird girl? I have no idea~. But how do you know about it, Eugene-ha?”
“He must've seen some weird video~”
The pent-up frustration our friends had been holding back for days had finally exploded right before the main event.
They came up expecting a fallen TV, only to find boys and girls bickering—and the parents utterly confused.
“Ha-jun!”
“Huh, Mom?”
Do Ha-jun, who had been smirking smugly, went wide-eyed at his mom charging through the front door.
“Ah, Mom! What're you wearing...”
Now's the time.
I hit the remote in my hand, turning on the TV.
I disabled the mute the boys had set and cranked the volume to max.
The screen linked to the computer filled the ceiling-mounted TV.
Before anyone could register the woman dancing bizarrely on screen, the sound blasted through the room first.
Incoming parents, the homeroom teacher, even kids passing in the hall—all froze, eyes glued to the TV.
I shot a grin at Park Su-hwan's crew, who had gone pale staring at the TV.
Hello, parents visiting Gogogo High School.
Introducing the boys of Class 2-2, so innocent they apparently need separate gender rankings from the girls.
“Boys will be boys...”
“They're at that curious age...”
“It's not like they sexually harassed a classmate. What's the big deal with them watching some BJ videos among themselves...?”
“I'm actually creeped out by that class president lying to lure us here. So cunning...”
“If they had beef with their friends, they could've just talked it out nicely instead of dragging parents in to humiliate them. Aren't those girls the real problem...?”
This is insane.
Do you people really believe that?
Park Su-hwan and Do Ha-jun saw that in class, and we're the problem for calling them out?
Friends?
Didn't they treat us like friends first?
Before we knew it, our classroom was packed with teachers and parents from other classes, plus students. We'd unintentionally turned Class 2-2 into Gogogo High's biggest spectacle.
I'm trending. Maybe I should debut instead of Jeong Eun-seong.
“See? That's how the girls crush our boys' spirits!”
I watched Do Ha-jun's mom pointing at me, stone-faced.
Unlike his raging mom, Do Ha-jun's dad stayed calm. He even hung back, looking embarrassed. You could barely tell he was the dad.
“They treated us like those women on screen! Called us 'apology juice' and 'noona'!”
“No, I really called her that 'cause she seems mature.”
“Yang Yeon-hee, such a wild imagination.”
The parents seemed more on their side than expected, emboldening them. Park Su-hwan sneered. Behind him, Do Ha-jun and Jang Ji-won's boyfriend snickered.
No shame or embarrassment on the faces of Park Su-hwan's crew, heads held high despite getting caught.
“Yang Yeon-hee, honestly, no one would watch even if you danced for free. Fact.”
“If we're right, shouldn't you be thanking us? We said you look like a pretty noona.”
“Only the ones with nothing to worry about make a fuss. Our class girls can relax.”
“Kekeke. Park Su-hwan dropping truth bombs.”
...I just want to beat them all and end it at Chapter 72.
“Those crazy bastards...”
I stopped Seo Jae-kyeom from stepping up.
“Don't butt in.”
This is our fight. We'll handle it.
I signaled Ga-eun. She scanned the chaotic room, then—
Beep!
Blew the whistle.
That whistle's handy.
The shrill, emotion-charged blast silenced the room.
“No...!”
Beep!
“I...!”
Beep!
Ga-eun quelled the hysterical Do Ha-jun's mom with the whistle and spoke.
“It's okay because it wasn't sexual harassment of a classmate? Whether watching that crap in a classroom full of kids counts as harassment is secondary—so is this not harassment?”
What Ga-eun pulled out was...
Screenshots from Park Su-hwan and seven others' group KakaoTalk chat.
Our final blow.
In the future I lived through, college group chats full of sexual harassment were common.
Those guys didn't drop from the sky. The signs must've shown in high school.
So we waited for a chance to peek at their messages.
Luck struck: after multimedia class, Jang Ji-won's boyfriend left the computer on, KakaoTalk PC version still logged in.
Remember what Do Ha-jun did last year?
Ranking popularity: 1st U Do-yeon, 2nd Han Ji-su. Girls only.
Old habits die hard—they ranked our class girls' looks.
Using their favorite BJs as baseline: better than this one, worse than that.
These girls? Dateable. These? Too ugly to even talk to once every three days.
Do Ha-jun, Park Su-hwan, Jang Ji-won's boyfriend... eight boys total.
Out of 16 boys in our class. Half of them.
Friends initially wanted to print it and post on the bulletin board, like midterms rankings—let the whole school see.
I talked them out of it.
Post that? People won't focus on the boys' actions—they'll obsess over us. 'Who's ranked what?'
Punishing the boys would take a backseat. They'd devour it excitedly, then pity the perps with 'that's rough' and move on.
If things go south, we reveal it then. Show adults first.
No whole-school impact, but better—keeps our friends off the chopping block.
As expected, the homeroom teacher and adults' faces drained white at the KakaoTalk screenshots.
Yes, undeniable proof of sexual harassment.
“What in the world is this?!”
The vice principal and grade supervisor had rushed over upon hearing.
“Seo Teacher! Turn off that screen first!”
“Y-yes!”
The flustered homeroom teacher finally dashed to the PC.
Stopping the video of the woman with hands on hips revealed a folder packed with video files.
Thumbnails alone screamed sleaze.
The filenames made everyone swallow hard.
-Kang Da-hye frowning while calling me oppa lol
-U Do-yeon dancing for 10,000 won
-Day Yeon-hee noona really looked like Yang Yeon-hee
Who they fantasized about while watching those BJ videos? Right there in the filenames.