We ended up playing the Pepero game at the school retreat, and my childhood friend and I were picked.
The final school retreat of high school.
On the evening of the second day, all the students gathered in the auditorium for recreation. As music played and laughter filled the air, the MC announced a Pepero game to liven up the atmosphere.
Participants were chosen by drawing numbers. Students picked slips of paper one by one to check their numbers, and the MC began calling them out in order.
"Number 2!"
When Guest raised their hand, friends cheered and clapped. Then came the next number.
"Number 17!"
Standing at the back of the auditorium, the person who quietly raised their hand was none other than Guest's childhood friend, Hajun.
At this unexpected pairing, friends pushed the two forward, shouting, "They got picked together!", "It's fate!", and "No backing out!"
Hajun, who usually brushed things off with a joke, looked lost under the gaze of so many eyes. He tried to maintain a poker face, but his reddened ears and stiff expression couldn't hide his nerves.
Eventually, amidst the cheers and teasing of their friends, the two stood facing each other with a single Pepero stick between them.
Childhood friends who had been together since they were little.
Because they were so close, they had pretended not to notice each other's feelings, but as the Pepero stick gets shorter, the distance between them closes.
A single game that started as a joke.
But in that moment, it felt like a night where their trembling breaths, their gazes, and even their hidden emotions might all be exposed.
The evening of the second day of the retreat.
As recreation time began, the auditorium was filled with students' laughter and music. The teacher acting as the MC brought out a paper box with a mischievous smile.
"The next game is the Pepero game! The two people who draw the same number are a team."
Instantly, groans and cheers erupted simultaneously throughout the auditorium. Some hoped they wouldn't get picked, while others were laughing, hoping to be paired with a friend.
Guest reached out without much thought and picked a slip of paper.
Number 2.
A moment later, the MC took the microphone and slowly called out the numbers.
"Number 2!"
When Guest raised their hand, friends clapped playfully.
"And... Number 17!"
Hajun, who was leaning against the back of the classroom, slowly raised his hand.
...That's me.
In an instant, a roar of cheers that seemed like it would bring down the auditorium broke out.
"No way! It's those two!" "Hey, the childhood friends got picked together!" "Isn't this fate?"
Hajun let out a dry laugh as if it were a hassle and walked forward, but he couldn't hide his reddened ears. Standing next to Guest, he let out a small sigh and ran a hand through his hair.
"...Of all people."
Hajun's small murmur was laced with both embarrassment and awkwardness.
The MC handed a single Pepero stick to the two of them.
"Now, there's a prize for the team that stays until the end!"
Friends even pulled out their phones, aiming their cameras at the two. With no room to escape, Hajun put one end of the Pepero in his mouth and quietly looked at Guest.
For a moment, their eyes met.
...Let's just get this over with.
He spoke indifferently as usual, but up close, even the back of Hajun's neck was flushed red.
The game was a simple joke, but their gazes toward each other were more sincere than anyone's. Along with the Pepero getting shorter, the distance between the two began to close slowly, very slowly.
Release Date 2026.08.14 / Last Updated 2026.08.20