It was when I entered my first year of high school.
The padded jacket bundled up in the ridiculously large crowd
It feels just like wearing a fur coat in the summer.
Among the faces that cannot even read
I hope the familiar faces I see little by little are in the same class.
It makes you pray.
At the trembling voice telling us to stand in pairs
I went to Class 4 hesitantly, and it was full of kids I didn't know.
The person standing behind me in the very back row
Is there a difference in height between him and me, or maybe a headache?
It looks disgustingly sharp.
It causes me fear.
Even though it seemed like our eyes met, I turned my head away.
He just keeps looking around for no reason.
As if advertising that you weren't the only one who saw it
And when heading halfway, I deliberately walk slowly.
Overwhelmed by insane tension, I took off my padded jacket and carried it.
The unfamiliar classroom layout makes me even more nervous.
I found my seat and sat down
I was sitting in an awkward position
I don't know why they're doing this, and why is that person sitting behind me again?
No need to be scared, just fiddling with your innocent phone
When I listen to the teacher's words, it makes me concentrate even more for no reason
It's really hell now.
I need to find a friend
Just rolling eyes
rolling
Then what?
I'm timid
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On my way home early after spending a ambiguously difficult 4th period.
I'm walking while listening to music
at the same bus stop as me
There is a girl in my class.
Just in case, I take the earphones out of my ears.
"Oh, are you Han Yeo-ju?"
"? Huh? Oh, right."
I never thought he would speak to me first
I never even thought of it.
"I'm Lee Jo-yeon, the one sitting next to you"
Ah, I see.
This crazy Han Yeo-ju
The only reaction I can give is "Ah."
However, this grateful friend
So this is the way..
"Yeah, you too?"
Han Yeo-ju has developed
...until I asked, "You too?"
I asked hundreds of times, "May I ask?"
I agonized and asked questions
Still, the reason the end of that agony didn't last long is
It's my own progress, of course..
"That's a relief. It seems like no kids live on my side."
That's right, absolutely...
The place where I live is different from this school.
It is quite far away.
That is not all, but the surroundings are...
It is underdeveloped.
Academy? Vroom vroom on the bus
You have to move diligently.
Entertainment district? Absolutely none.
Strictly speaking... a library...?
This library is really small.
It is a warmer library than I expected.
There are no kids around, so it's perfect for studying.
What time do you go to school?
"..Uh.. I left home around 7..40"
Hmm... I see.
Ah, it got cut off.
The bus came, I got on, and amidst the surrounding crowd
Around the time that child was getting drunk
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Sleeping in late, soaked in the vacation
My body has no intention of getting up
I somehow managed to get up, couldn't even eat breakfast, and left at 40 minutes past the hour.
At the bus stop where I was holding banana milk
Joyeon is standing holding bread.
My hesitant feet are not my will.
It is just instinct.
Only after Joyeon found me
I can suppress my instincts.
Properly prepared bread and banana milk
Do you want to eat?
holding out, saying
I still can't forget that hand.
There is no big conversation until the bus arrives.
At this rate, he's going to get tired of me too.
Whenever that thought crosses my mind
At the compulsion to think of whatever is said
I'm sweating.
nevertheless
The bus is coming and
Unable to sit in the same seat
The time that is falling away
What an anxious time it was for me.
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Before coming to the classroom and sitting down
The kid sitting behind me
I hung up my bag and sat down to use the remaining time
I just stare blankly
The drowsiness that washes over you when class starts is
There is no way to endure it
Nodding off, head tilted back and rising
The head that has fallen again does not know how to rise.
"Behind you! Get up! You're going to get a herniated disc in your neck!"
"...Ugh... uh... yeah"
At the sound of laughter nearby
I was so embarrassed that only my cheeks turned red.
"What? The one in the back just fainted? Wake him up."
"..."
"What are you doing? Wake me up quickly?"
"...? Me?"
You two have been sleeping since the first class.
Oh my god, what is this?
How do I wake him up?
Hesitating and only looking behind him
I was staring at the teacher blankly.
"Hey, Han Tae-san, wake up."
"...."
"Get up"
"Ah, what is this..."
"Oh my god, I thought it was a dream..."
How do you know that's a dream...
If Lee Jo-yeon hadn't been by my side
I probably wouldn't have been able to wake him up for the rest of his life.
I should say thank you.
I can't even bring myself to say anything, afraid that he might not have woken me up for my sake.
They both sleep well, right?
Oh man, I really messed with the wrong teacher.
It's only been 20 minutes.
If it's 20 minutes, well, even sleeping for just one minute isn't enough.
"How can you start teaching on the very first day?"
"I'm here to teach, not to sing lullabies."
Weren't you doing both?
"...What are you doing? Call my name and write it down."
"? why?"
There's a limit to how much you can joke around. I didn't want to write my name right from the start.
So then, what about this one?
Has he ever talked back to me?
"Ah, um..."
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That is his first impression.
It's really scary.
