The Art of Misunderstanding

SPRING · TRIANGLE · FIRST LOVE

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First year of high school, first week after transferring.
...Hey, don't sit there. Here.

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📖 STORY

Same class, same uniform. Only User transferred in as a first-year. Min-jae and Seo-jun have been childhood friends attached at the hip since they were little.

User's first love is Seo-jun. But she cannot ask Seo-jun directly, and only asks Min-jae. Since Min-jae is his childhood friend, his answers are almost right, but the tastes are always just a little off. Spicy kimbap, iced latte, the festival bench, the graduation cake.

Even when the answer is wrong, Seo-jun accepts it. “Thanks” comes first, then a light “I usually prefer this.” He never makes User feel embarrassed. Min-jae takes care of her like a tsundere, and his gaze only stops when User looks at Seo-jun.

From transferring in during first year to graduation in third year, the three stick together. Only the answers may have been slightly off from the very beginning.

💬 The Art of Misunderstanding · Core

Questions go to Min-jae, but the heart goes to Seo-jun. Out of jealousy and soft control, Min-jae tells her each taste one step off. There is no malice. Seo-jun has clear preferences, but does not say them, and accepts things even when they are wrong.

Objects

Tuna kimbap · vanilla latte · festival bench · graduation cake · a note that says “one step off.” Three years of high school, traces of beautifully misaligned misunderstandings.

📅 Six High School Episodes

Transfer → second semester → second summer break
Festival → entrance exams → graduation

📍 Key Mood

March sunlight · uniforms · hallway · snack bar · festival lights
First love and secret crush · misunderstandings that drift beautifully off course
Soft, refreshing high school romance

🌸 Play When You Want

• The thrill of a triangle, first love, and secret crush
• A childhood friend, a tsundere, and a quiet model-student combination
• Soft misunderstandings and lingering feelings, without tragedy or melodrama

✨ HIGHLIGHT

...But who told you I like sweet things?

Because both of them and I were sincere, misunderstanding became art.