Today's video is very short, so please understand. I'll explain in detail in the comments, so please read carefully.
Episode 3
I didn't know how many minutes I cried. Every word the teacher said drained all my strength, and eventually I collapsed. The teacher, unfazed by my desperate crying, stroked my head.
"Yeah. You might as well cry like that. It'll make you feel better."
“Huh...huh...ssani…”
I cried, saying something unintelligible. Suddenly, the door to the infirmary opened and Jeon Jungkook came in. I ignored him and cried in the teacher's arms. The teacher looked slightly flustered and then looked at Jeon Jungkook.
“Jungkook. Did you bring it?”
"....yes."
“Yeah. You brought it well. Oh, but Jungkook.”
"......yes."
“I have to go somewhere for a bit, so could you comfort the heroine?”
"....All right."
So, Teacher Seokjin handed me over to Jeon Jeongguk, and I just hugged him tightly, thinking he was Teacher Seonjin.
“.....”
"teacher…"
“Is it really this easy for men to hug me?”
"yes…..?"
"I'm a little jealous. Is it because I hate it so much but the school nurse likes it so much that I don't want to cry?"
“.....!”
You're so pretty that I'm jealous, and I'm so jealous that I don't know what to do.“......”
“From now on, don’t hug any other man but me.”
“.....”
“If I see you hugging me, I’ll cut off your head.”
“......Why are you doing this to me?”
“......”
"What did I ask for? You asked me to first understand what it felt like to be alone, and now you're telling me to stop hugging other men?"
“.....”
“What does that mean?”
"that,"
“Don’t talk.”
“......”
“Of course, thank you for helping me this time.”
“......”
“But. I still hate you.”
“......”
“So, from now on, let’s be strangers.”
“....There are still 4 days left…”
“That’s a promise you forced yourself to make.”
“......”
“So now I’m going.”
So, I greeted him, holding his bandaged arm, and immediately reached for the doorknob of the infirmary. He spoke quietly.
"i'll wait."
“.....”
“I will wait until you come to me.”
“......”
"therefore,"
Don't try to get away from me.***
Naturally, I ignored his words and quickly went to the assistant homeroom teacher's office, where the assistant homeroom teacher was. The only person in the office was the assistant homeroom teacher.
"teacher."
“...Oh, so Yeoju is here?
“Can I leave work early?”
"why?"
“......My arm hurts a little.”
“The arm?”
"yes."
He wondered if I hadn't noticed that I had cut my hand with a pencil, then looked at the bandage wrapped around my hand, his expression hardened, and he grabbed my wrist.
“Did you harm yourself?”
“....I was thinking about it and ended up scratching it without realizing it.”
"really?"
“Yes, I was doodling hard in my notebook and I sprained my ankle.”
"....okay."
"thank you."
So, the teacher's signature was drawn on a white piece of paper with "Early Leave Permit," and the early leave permit was finally completed. As I left the teacher's office, the bell rang, signaling the end of class, and I entered the classroom, all the children looked at me.
“......”
The children's expressions stiffened. For some reason, it felt like "that time." I tried to ignore it as I packed my bag, and as I placed it on the desk, I suddenly heard the girls' voices behind me.
“Is he schizophrenic?”
“That’s right. You were really angry yesterday too.”
“I suddenly don’t understand why we were scared back then.”
“Did you hear that earlier? I told you not to come near me, and not to look at me with contempt.”
“Crazy lol”
“Those were the words that made me convinced that he was truly mentally ill.”
“Oh, I should have recorded it.”
“Hey, if I record it, he might get angry again.”
“Oh, really?”
The children continued talking with laughter, and I barely managed to hold back and put my pencil case in my bag for the last time.
"hey."
“......?”
“Are you going to harm yourself again?”
“....What are you talking about?”
“Then why are you bringing a pencil case?”
“Yes, Alpha?”
"No, kids like you who self-harm actually get pleasure from it. You're one of those people, aren't you? I guess my previous teacher wasn't wrong."
“......”
“Seeing as she can’t speak, I can’t help but think she’s crazy. She’s the type to go around self-harming… She’s so low quality.”
"hey."
"Why? You're getting angry again? Oh my~ I'm so scared of your anger, I'm going to step back~"
The kids laughed, and they chattered, imitating what I'd done earlier. In an instant, everything crashed down. Even though I'd done everything I could to maintain a decent reputation, I fell even lower. I'd done everything. And yet, the kids kept belittling me. If I imitated them even a little, I'd turn into a fox. I'd finally made it to this school, but in the end, it was no different from my old school.
“Lee Yeo-ju.”
“...Joohyun?”
As I trembled like that, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind me. It was Joohyun. A final hope arose. Yes, this child will believe me. She will stand up for me. As if responding to the somehow raised voice, Joohyun covered her mouth and began to laugh.
“Ah, lol, this is really disgusting. I never thought I’d be friends with a kid like you.”
“What...are you talking about?”
“You act innocent in front of me, but behind my back, you’re rolling around with guys?”
".....what?"
Joohyun approached me and played a video. It showed me, or rather, someone who looked very similar to me, playing with some guys, one of whom was a student at our school.
“How can you be so shameless?”
"....what's this."
“What the heck? You’re flirting with our school’s senior.”
“Don’t talk nonsense. I’ve never even met this senior.”
"All foxes are like that at first. But you're really pissed off after watching this video with your senior's girlfriend, right? So... you're a fox after all. And a fox who stole your senior's boyfriend."
“You… are truly evil?”
“What? Evil? Haha! It’s so funny when a fox says something like that.”
“You guys….have you seen me hanging out with this senior?”
“Of course I didn’t see it. But you secretly…”
“You guys haven’t seen it, so you’re making up nonsense?”
“Huh! Can’t you see this video? Huh?”
"Video? Who would believe that all that could be easily manipulated?"
“So this is fake?”
“So do you believe it’s real?”
“Wow! That’s ridiculous. It’s really shameless.”
“I originally intended to live quietly.”
“Living quietly is not my thing.”
“I’m acting like this because you messed with me.”
“What the…!”
puck!!!
Okay, let's have a fight. Let's see if you guys can win.*****
“Gyaaak!”
“I...I’m crazy!”
“Call the teacher!”
I grabbed Bae Joo-hyun by the hair and repeatedly slammed her into the corner of the table. Bae Joo-hyun screamed and clutched her bleeding head. Seeing her hand, I slapped her cheek with great force. Before I knew it, her cheek was red and swollen, and she occasionally coughed up blood.
“Coo-hoo!”
“Bae Joo-hyun is okay...hey, there are two girls over there.”
“Uh...uh?”
“Come and see.”
“What...what is...!”
“You guys say I have schizophrenia?”
“.....!”
“Then show me a crazy schizophrenic patient?”
When I threw the chair next to me at the girls, they were hit in the head with the chair, and they fell down bleeding.
“Why are you looking at me like that?”
“.....”
“Isn’t this what you guys wanted?”
“This...this is violence!”
“Why is it okay for you to use verbal violence, but why can’t I use physical violence?”
“This…! You’re finished when the teacher comes!”
“Teacher? Tell me to come somewhere.”
“Crazy bitch… She’s really crazy…”
“Yeah. I’m crazy. Seriously.”
So, this time, I lifted the desk. Suddenly, a strong force came to my wrist, and the desk fell. Just as I was about to turn around, someone hugged me tightly from behind.
"calm down."
"....jungkook jeon?"
“You’re sick right now.”
“...let go of this.”
“The more this happens, the more disadvantageous it becomes for you.”
“Put this down!”
As I screamed and tried to escape his embrace, he trapped me in his embrace, blinding me. Only then did I hear the door open, and one of the teachers, a senior student, forcibly pulled me away from Jeon Jungkook and slapped me hard across the face.
Swish-!
“What kind of crazy bitch is this?”
“.....”
“Who are you to beat up students? Are you a gangster? Huh?”
So my cheek rolled back again, and a few seconds later, it continued to roll back. Finally, the final slap finally brought me to my knees, and I spitted out the foul blood streaming from my mouth as I stood up.
“Teacher, do you think I have schizophrenia?”
"what?"
“Do I look like a lunatic?”
“....Where did this come from, yelling at the teacher!”
“What did I do wrong? I just got called a motherless child because my mother passed away early!”
“.....”
"I just went to this school, and now I'm being called a vixen! I'm being forced to listen to disgusting curses from a senior I don't even know!"
“.....”
“What did I...do wrong….”
“Okay. I will correct your sins.”
“......”
“You were born wrong.”
“.....!”
"Without a mother, you'll have to fend for yourself! And if you don't want to be called a fox, you'll have to crawl! You don't even know the basics of social life, and you act like that? Even your mother in heaven would be ashamed."
“How could you speak so harshly…!”
"Oh, really? Was your mother a prostitute too? Then I guess I can understand why you're called a vixen..."
That's when my rationality snapped. Suddenly, a calloused fist flew from beside me, sending the teacher standing in front of me flying into the distance, his head banging against the edge of his chair.
"ah!"
“Does it hurt? I did it hard on purpose, so of course it hurts.”
A low, low voice from behind me made me shiver. My school jacket was placed over my shoulders. With a gnashing of teeth, a man, a man larger than me, stood before me.
“This guy…!”
"Prostitute? Is that something you say in front of your students?"
“Huh? Who are you to be yelling at me!”
"Answer my question. Who are you to dare insult this child's mother?"
“Huh! Personal insults? You’re being ridiculous.”
"You hit an innocent student. You also insulted the student's mother and the student himself. You understand how serious a crime insulting someone is, don't you?"
“An innocent student? This bitch…!”
"Don't call me 'bitch.' 'bitch' is a derogatory term for women. As a teacher, it's even more unacceptable to use that word towards a student. How did you become a teacher if you didn't even know that?"
“What? This kid!”
“Don’t be so angry. Hit me. Hit me like you hit the female protagonist.”
"this….!"
“Oh, because I seem much stronger than you? Or because you think you’ll lose?”
“Where did you get this informal speech to the teacher!”
“Do you think women are funny? Do you treat women like this and men just raise their hands?”
“Do you know that this is a personal insult to you, teacher?”
“Ha! Personal insult?”
“Yeah, that character insult you keep saying!”
“That’s ridiculous.”
"what?"
“How can you easily commit a personal attack when you know so much about it?”
“Huh…! This kid is for real!”
So, when the teacher's fist finally flew, Jeon Jungkook lightly blocked the hand, then raised his knee and struck the teacher in the stomach. Then, the teacher coughed and fell, clutching his stomach. The other kids looked at Jeon Jungkook with the same gaze I did, but he seemed oblivious to that as he turned to me and continued speaking.
“Lee Yeo-ju.”
"....why."
“You, I hit the kids today because I hit them.”
"....what?"
“That’s right. I threatened you and made you hit the kids.”
I stood there, bewildered by his sudden change in attitude, and Jeon Jungkook came closer to me and whispered something in my ear.
“Tell them I told you to do it.”
"yes…?"
"You've been bullied ever since I transferred here, and every time I treated you well in front of the kids, you were trembling in fear."
“.....”
“But I made you cut your wrist with a pencil earlier without realizing it, and when I took you to the infirmary, I threatened you and told you to cause a scene in class, and you had no choice but to cause a scene like this.”
“......”
“You understand?”
I nodded, entranced by his warm smile. He grinned as if in response to my nod, and gripped my wrist tightly. I grimaced, my wrist hurting, but Jeon Jungkook, as if unfazed, held on even tighter.
“I don’t even want to act anymore.”
"....what?"
“I threatened this kid into cutting his arm, and then I took him to the infirmary and told him to cause a scene in the classroom.”
“.....”
“But, since it has gotten this bad, I guess I should take responsibility for everything, right?”
“...Yeonju, is it true?”
The teacher's tone of voice suddenly changed, sending goosebumps down my spine. I held still. The teacher placed a hand on my shoulder and began to rub it.
“Why didn’t you say anything, lady? Yeah? If you hadn’t, I would have misunderstood.”
“......”
“Oh, and that was just a ‘prank’ to see if you were genuine or if you were just being intimidated. Don’t take it too seriously.”
You said it was a joke? That he hurt me? No, that was ridiculous. He ran at me, yelled at me, insulted my mother and me, and then slapped me so hard that it wasn't "violence" but a "joke." It was absurd. I raised my head to argue, but all I got in return was the teacher's smirk. My shoulder was already starting to hurt from the teacher, and when I averted my eyes and looked around, all I saw were the children staring at me coldly. Yes, the children weren't interested in the truth in the first place. They were only interested in the "rumors," and they needed the rumors to suppress me. The little bit of light that remained had vanished, leaving only darkness. Finally, with a cold, frozen face, I began to speak to the teacher and the children.
Isn't this 'violence' rather than 'joke'?****
"....what?"
“Violence, sir.”
“....You have a misunderstanding about the definition of violence.”
“....What is justice in your opinion, teacher?”
“I hit you because I love you and care for you.”
“......”
“Isn’t this enough of an explanation?”
"teacher."
“Yes, my lady.”
“No one hits someone because they love them in the first place.”
"what…?"
“Love is an excuse, an excuse.”
“....Don’t take the teacher’s words for granted…!”
“Just because you’re a teacher doesn’t mean everything is right.”
“.....”
“There are foolish people among adults, and in some cases, many children are even smarter than adults.”
“.....”
“But adults are afraid that others will surpass them even more, so they create the positions of ‘teacher’ and ‘student.’”
“.....”
“Teacher, which of the two words above comes to mind immediately?”
“.....”
“Of course, it would be the title ‘teacher’.”
“......”
“The foolish greed of adults, A and B, was created from this time.”
“.....”
"Of course, there are many good adults. But what's hidden within them is different."
“...Is this the student trying to teach the teacher?”
“Why are the positions of student and teacher important in teaching?”
“.....”
“If students learn better theories and logic based on what they have studied and teach them to their teachers, the teachers will also learn from them.”
“.....”
“Teacher, every student has the right to learn.”
“.....”
“But learning and teaching were blocked by the wall of A and B.”
“......”
“I just use my position as a teacher.”
“......”
“Because I don’t think it’s right to be violent towards students.”
“......”
“I’m saying this… Did I say something wrong?”
"there is."
“What is it?”
“It’s rude.”
“Um... what rude thing did I do?”
“You talked back.”
“Teacher, you only raised objections to my opinions twice while I was speaking. I responded immediately.”
“......”
“Is that what talking back is about?”
“.....I don’t like your attitude.”
“Um...is that so?”
"okay."
“Well, I’m sorry about that part.”
“.....”
As I answered with a blank expression, the children watched the confrontation between me and the teacher, chatting amongst themselves.
“You…really….”
“Why are you doing that?”
“So it’s true that you have no manners because you didn’t grow up with your mother?”
“Teachers always add ‘mom’ to the word ‘rude’… But I learned manners from both my mom and my dad.”
"Your mother passed away early! How did you learn manners?"
“What does my mother’s early death have to do with manners?”
"what?"
"Manners are like ingrained habits. Of course, they can be influenced by your parents, but I don't want my manners to be labeled as rude simply because my mother passed away early."
*****
Taehyung looked up at Jimin, his lips cracked and his face covered in bruises, one corner of his mouth raised. Jimin flinched slightly at Taehyung's eerie laughter, but still looked straight at him.
“Surely…. Did you really come here with that precious body to protect your own boss?”
“....Where is the boss?”
“That must be true.”
“This bastard…!”
“Hey, you should be thanking me, right?”
"what?"
The only son of the JM organization boss.Jimin's expression contorted at Taehyung's words. Taehyung, enjoying Jimin's expression, kicked him hard in the stomach, and Jimin coughed violently and glared at Taehyung.
“How did you do that….”
“Probably…. I was wiped out by the former boss of the JK organization?”
“......”
“Oh, don’t worry, I don’t know everything about you yet.”
“...What is your business?”
“Um… meeting a cute girl from your organization?”
“......”
“Oh, and I know something even bigger than you. Shall I tell you?”
“Why should I know that?”
“Once you find out, you’ll start to hate the boss you swore allegiance to?”
"....what?"
“Should I tell you right away?”
Lee Seong-gyun is the person who actively cooperated with the JK organization when it tried to destroy the JM organization.