01. When I hear the sound of bells, I will come to you. - [All year round] When I hear the sound of bells, I will come to you

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After that, Bangul woke up in bed as if she had been dreaming, and for some reason she couldn't remember meeting the goblin. For some reason, she felt like her grandmother might be there, so she opened the door and went out, but the cushion where her grandmother always sat was empty and covered in dust.

"Ah, drop..."

The small bell my grandmother always told me to keep with me was gone, and a single silver bell with a red string was left in my pocket. For some reason, looking at it made my heart ache. I was sure I'd run into the forest yesterday... "When did I get home?" Why can't I remember? What on earth happened yesterday?

I held my grandmother's funeral. Bangul, who lived alone with her grandmother and had no parents, asked the neighborhood elders for help with the funeral, but they were displeased with Bangul's ghost-seeing abilities and refused to help. In the end, Bangul couldn't hold a proper funeral or bury her properly. Instead, he gave her a beautiful bell with a string he had made himself and hung around her neck.

The next morning, as if nothing had happened, Bangul packed her bag and walked to school as she did every day. She headed to school with a gold bell with a red string that her grandmother used to carry around and a silver bell that looked exactly like her grandmother's, but she didn't know where it came from, neatly attached to her bag.

Although she felt the void left by her grandmother, Bangul proudly went to school every day, and even when she was bullied, she stubbornly went to school every day.

A year later, the anniversary of my grandmother's death approached. Looking at her photo, I felt like crying, but I held it back. I was afraid that if I cried, she wouldn't be able to rest in peace.

One summer day, Bangul was being severely bullied at school. Unlike before, someone snatched her bag and tried to throw it out the window. Bangul, who would normally have just stood by and watched, pushed the bully aside and snatched the gold bell, a keepsake from her grandmother. At that moment, she lost her balance and fell out the window, the bells tinkling and shaking in her arms. Bangul thought to herself,

"See you soon, Grandma."

"What do you mean, see you soon?"

By now, Bangul's body would have been completely torn apart by the time it hit the floor. When I opened my eyes, Bangul's body was floating. Was it a ghost? No, it was a goblin.

"How have you been, you shameless person?"

As soon as Bangul heard the goblin's words, memories of what happened on the evening his grandmother passed away flashed through his mind.

"Do you remember now?"

"Ah... why are you only showing up now?"

“You said you’d protect me… It’s already been a year. Do you even know how much I’ve struggled during that time?!”

"Hey, calm down. Let's go home first."

"Huh? Your house..?"

"I'm a goblin, so I don't have a home~"

"Then whose house is it? Surely it's mine?"

"Then is there another house besides yours?"

"Ah... no!"

"Why?"

"That's... I can't say,"

In fact, Bangul's deceased grandmother was just lying there at her house. Every time she saw her, her heart ached, but what could she do? She didn't know how to clean up her grandmother's debts and couldn't do it. Bangul didn't want anyone to find out, so she told Taehyung that she couldn't go. But Taehyung was a goblin, so there was no way he wouldn't know. Of course, before coming to pick Bangul up, Bangul had buried his grandmother properly at his house. So Taehyung stubbornly carried Bangul to Bangul's house.

Meanwhile, the kids at school who had been bullying Bangul were dumbfounded by the fact that Bangul had fallen out the window. Among them, Jeong-guk, who had been close to Bangul but was unable to help her when Mang-ul became the outcast and had secretly harbored feelings for Bangul, shed tears and eventually shouted at the kids in the class.

"Hey! Aren't you guys going too far? No one knows if Bangul really sees ghosts!"

"Huh.. Hey, why are you being such a jerk now!? You were just laughing and talking along with me and watching!"

"...."

Just like that, Jungkook ran out the door. I mustered up the courage to say something, hoping that at least those kids would feel sorry for Bangwool, but those heartless kids just dismissed my words as absurd. Honestly, what I said wasn't wrong. Oh, the only difference was that they weren't laughing and talking. Jungkook just stood by and watched. He didn't have the strength to help Bangwool. Jungkook might think that, but in reality, it wasn't that he was powerless. He just didn't have the 'courage' to help Bangwool.

Jungkook went to the spot where Bangul had fallen. But what was going on? Bangul had vanished without a trace. Had someone already found her and taken her to the hospital? There was no trace of blood, and no ambulance. Something felt off. Had Bangul not been in an accident?

Meanwhile, Bangul, who had returned home, was trembling with anxiety, worried that her grandmother would find her. She walked nervously with Taehyung. But her grandmother was nowhere to be found, and the floor was shining brightly. Bangul asked Taehyung, puzzled, "Where did Grandma go...?" Taehyung told her not to worry, that he had buried her well. She felt a little relieved. However, Bangul had another question, so she asked Taehyung again, "Then where did you bury Grandma?" Taehyung answered with a sly smile.

"If you tell me your name, I'll tell you~"

"Huh? Where is that! Tell me quickly!"

"You tell me too quickly~!"

Bangul sighed and told Taehyung his name. 'Hanbangul.' Taehyung snickered when he heard Bangul's name and teased Bangul by saying that a kid who looked just like Bangul was also named Bangul. Bangul covered her face in embarrassment and then looked at Taehyung and asked what her name was.

"Um... Me? I'm Kim Taehyung."

No, but when are you going to tell me where Grandma's grave is? Taehyung kept pulling the trigger saying he would tell me, but he never did.

The end.