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“I’m up to the challenge.” - Chanhee

find more content here: the boyz masterlist ↬ summary: chanhee’s family has a shit-ton of money [i apologize] ↬ tags: student! new (chanhee), oc! baek seulgi, oc! uncle kim  ↬ word count: 717 words

↬ a/n: don’t read this. this author doesn’t know what she is writing and this was an absolute questionable piece i churned out and i’m not proud of it

“To everyone who is watching, we are at Sevit High for the Abacus Tournament Finals. Let’s warmly welcome our finalists, Choi Chanhee and Baek Seulgi!” Chanhee and Seulgi stepped up on stage and took their places.

“Contestant Choi Chanhee, what are your thoughts for the finals for this Abacus Tournament?” Chanhee proudly looked at the host, “I’m up to the challenge and I will bring glory to Sevit High.” He glanced across the stage and gazed at you and the host nodded his head, “Tension is building up between these two! Contestant Baek Seulgi, what is one thing you want to say to your opponent?” “The victory will belong to Daegu High.” Seulgi stared back at him, though he noticed that her gaze wavered.  

“Such words of confidence! With that, let’s begin!”

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“It’s the final round. Will Daegu High be victorious? Or will Sevit High bring the $3,000 home tonight?” The commentator announced and Chanhee listened closely to the host. As soon as he heard the numbers, his fingers swiftly moved across the abacus. He reached out to press the buzzer, “The answer is 42698!” “And you are correct! Congratulations Chanhee for emerging first!” Paper confetti was tossed into the air and Chanhee sighed in relief that the tournament was finally over.

The host gestured for both Chanhee and Seulgi to stand beside him. A teacher from behind handed the cheque and a certificate to Chanhee and a mic was directed to him, “Uh, I would like to thank my teachers who have been supportive of this tournament. Thank you Sevit High!” The host then held the mic out to Seulgi and he gazed at her from the corner of his eyes, “Seulgi-ssi, you must be disappointed that you hadn’t come in first place.”

“I’m surprised that I made it this far from being one of the 32 school participating to one of the finalists. A big thank you to all my teachers and classmates who’ve been tutoring me.” Seulgi gave a little bow, a certificate in her hands. “Thank you contestants.” A teacher backstage then motioned for the two of them to move off stage. Chanhee extended his hand, “It was an eye-opener to be competing against you. Seulgi-ssi.” “Me too Chanhee-ssi.”

Chanhee watched as Seulgi walked off towards the main entrance of Sevit High, but stopped in his tracks when he spotted her talking to the security guard. He inched closer to them so he could clearly see their actions. It felt wrong, but his curiosity got the better of him. He saw Uncle Kim—the security guard of Sevit High—wiping away Seulgi’s tears, but Seulgi brushed him off and stormed away, leaving Chanhee confused. As he got closer to Uncle Kim, Chanhee got his attention and Uncle Kim called out, “Chanhee, would you please go after my granddaughter? I...I can’t leave my post.” Chanhee sprinted after her as soon as he heard that.

“Ya! Baek Seulgi!” He shouted out, his legs picking up speed. When he finally caught up to her, he didn’t know what to say, “Uh, Uncle Kim...your grandfather is worried about you. You shouldn’t have run off just like that.” He muttered the last part under his breath but when he had a glimpse of her teary eyes he pulled her in for a hug. God knows what he was thinking, but all he wanted to do was to comfort her.

“Don’t cry.” “I feel so bad because I wanted to win so badly so I could ease my grandpa’s burden.” He patted her back, “I’ll give you my $3,000.” Seulgi stopped sniffling, “What? You believe me?” Chanhee explained, “My family has a shit-ton of money. I had to win their tournament so my parents have something to brag about. I don’t need the money either, so I want to give it to you.” “But you trust me?” He nodded his head, “I sense your earnestness and your desperation to do your best. I would trust you.”

“Really?” “Yeah, really.” He fished out the cheque and handed it over. Seulgi tip-toed and pressed a chaste kiss on his cheeks.

“I don’t know how to thank you.”

“You...can work hard and transfer into Sevit. I’ll wait for you.” (Chanhee is probably going to try and pull some strings to move Seulgi into his school.)