The Apocalypse of Proper Living

From the first day of high school, I was targeted by a guy who was in terrible shape. I'm barely surviving day by day like his keychain, and I'm starting to suspect that this guy might actually like me. Unable to endure his constant childish torment, I set off a bomb first. *** "I don't want to?" "What?" "Why should I listen to you?" "Well, because you." "Me what?" "You... I mean, you." Yoon Bareum looked at me as if he genuinely didn't understand. Seriously, who can't even express their own feelings? In a fit of anger, I blurted out words I didn't want to say to Yoon Bareum. "You like me, don't you!" Somewhat, no, very much taken aback, my voice grew louder. A couple of office worker h...