Copyright 2020. 안생. All Rights Reserves.
※This is a human genre with no romance or flings.※
I hope you take this into consideration.
It's okay if you don't have a dream.
It's okay if you're not good at studying.
What you have is worth it.
"Hey, I'm not jealous of first place."
"Just for second place, how many kids are under me?"
Then, as if Ha-yeon was annoyed, he pressed his finger between his eyebrows and sighed, and then spoke to Ji-eun and Yoon-gi, who were rendered mute by Ha-yeon's words.
"I'm sorry, but can you just ignore me and let me take care of everything?"
Ji-eun was dumbfounded by Ha-yeon, who glared at Yoon-ki and Ji-eun before walking away. "Who should be standing tall right now? Why are you framing Kim Seok-jin and talking like that?"
"Oh, look at that X talking, really."
"It seems like only the two of us know. Oh, should I say this?"
"Since he said it all with his own mouth, isn't it a fact?"
"Let's wait a little longer though."
"Because he said he would do it himself."
***
music room
Seoyoung, who was singing inside the instrument room, turned off the microphone when the song ended and called Seokjin, who was sitting across from her and listening to the song.
"Hey, what are you going to do if the culprit comes out?"
"··· I don't know."
"Why don't you know?"
"Hey, if I were you, I'd write a huge poster and put it up next to the teachers' office."
Seokjin burst into laughter at Seoyoung, who sat cross-legged on a chair, holding the microphone with two fingers and speaking shaky. When was the last time he felt so comforted and consoled in a difficult situation?
"If the culprit comes out."
"Would you like to help me write the poster?"
In a life filled with hardship and adversity, there's a friend you can rely on and find comfort in. There's a friend you can forget your sorrows and pains with, a friend you can laugh with and be happy with.
"··· good."
Perhaps, with that alone, the value of life will shine.
***
A few days later
"Yoon Seo-young, Yoon Seo-young!"
Ji-eun, who had said she would go to the teacher's office, came running out of breath and entered Class 3, calling Seo-young's name loudly. Seo-young, who had been lying face down, brushed her hair back and got up.
"why."
"Kim Seokjin, Kim Seokjin, he got suspended from school..."
Suddenly, a flash of consciousness struck me. It was Ji-eun, loudly declaring to Seo-young, who couldn't comprehend the situation, "Kim Seok-jin, you can't come to school until your exams are over!" Suspension when nothing has been revealed yet.
"What are you talking about?"
"The teachers haven't even met with the disciplinary committee yet."
"They talked amongst themselves and suspended Kim Seokjin first."
What the heck, there's a teacher like that? If you're going to suspend someone, you have to discipline them, and if you're going to discipline them, you have to open the door first! Ji-eun's fist, bursting with frustration, split the air.
"Hey, Yoon Seo-young, there was someone who put a test paper in Kim Seok-jin's bag."
"It's Baek Ha-yeon, your class."
***
School dismissal time
As the ceremony ended and the students rose from their seats, Seoyoung, who had been contemplating whether to tell Seokjin what she had heard from Ji-eun and Yoon-gi throughout the ceremony, cautiously called out to Seokjin.
"seokjin kim."
Perhaps he hadn't heard Seoyoung's call, but Seokjin picked up his bag and stood up. It was clear that Seokjin was acting like this because he'd been suspended from school. Seoyoung tried to tell him the truth, but Seokjin simply headed for the back door.
"Hey, Kim Seokjin!"
Seoyoung called Seokjin's name loud enough for the entire class to hear, but Seokjin didn't even look back or hesitate and just left the class.
"Oh, really..."
Seoyoung, who was fidgeting and wondering what to do after seeing Seokjin leave the class like that, ran to Hayeon, who was about to leave the class with her bag on her shoulder, and called her over.
"Baek Ha-yeon."
"uh?"
"I have something to tell you, let's meet up for a bit."
Truth, like light, blinds the eyes. Conversely, lies, like a beautiful sunset, make everything appear beautiful.
- Camus -