W. Malrang
"Beomgyu, please be a little kinder to your students."
"..why me"
The sweet weekend was finally coming to an end. Sunday evening, we all gathered in the living room, cracking open cans of beer and chatting away. By the way, I was worried about Beomgyu and Taehyun, who had only seen demons in the devil department, and whose speech and behavior had become rough. They said they were incredibly kind and affectionate in life, but to me, it seemed like a lie.
"That's right, Choi Beom-gyu, that kid needs to be kinder."
"Why are you yelling at me, you little shit?"
"Last Friday, some girl tried to talk to him and then ran out crying?"
"No, that's just you-"
Everyone was murmuring at Taehyun's words (even though it was right in front of them)
"Oh my goodness—" Yeonjun and Huening were babbling about. Soobin, who had been quietly munching on snacks next to him, chuckled and spoke to me.
"But why Choi Beom-gyu's speech? Is there something bothering you?"
"No, that's not it. When Beomgyu talks next to me... I feel uneasy."
It's like a time bomb. Just saying something startles me. Beomgyu, who had been quietly listening to me, didn't say anything in return and just drank his beer. He then quickly emptied the can and placed it on the floor.
"But how long are you going to keep whining?"
"Huh? What is it?"
"Isn't that a bit uncomfortable to be called?"
"I'm fine"
"We're not okay."
"Then shall we talk?"
Everyone nodded, seemingly surprised, at my suggestion to start talking. Perhaps they were uncomfortable with my title? I've never really thought about it. I, too, put down my empty beer can and took out a new one.
"Hey guys, let's drink and have fun today!!"
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