Just an ordinary private tutor

Because I'm worried about you

The two of us didn't say anything for a while.
Breaking the awkward silence, the teacher spoke carefully first.
I brought up the subject.

“So you’re saying I was in front of your house?”

"Yes!! Why can't I trust what people say?"

"....I see."

I feel very embarrassed that I only just finished understanding the situation.
I made a face. I was really confused just now.
I guess it was a state of affairs. By the way, why on earth all of a sudden
Did you come to see me? Even though you're not feeling well.

“So why did you come here?”

“I don’t know. I think I had a nightmare..”

“What is your dream?”

He slowly closed his eyes as if recalling a terrible scene.
It's here. I don't even want to remember it.

"I dreamed that you died."

"!" 

“I knew it was a dream, but I was still worried,
I've been there."

"....." 

"I'm sorry... I was really surprised."

What is this atmosphere? It suddenly became solemn.
I can't know everything about how the teacher feels, but
Anyway, since you said you came because you were worried, I feel like
It was good.

“It’s nice that you care.”

"okay?"

That's true...

“If it hurts like this, don’t come!”

"Oh, I see."

He smiled playfully as he fiddled with the towel.
Why are you so handsome when you're sick?

“Actually, that’s not the only reason I came here… um.”

The teacher frowned as if something was bothering him.
Frowned. No, was there anything else you wanted to say?
The warm feeling from before is gone, only a serious atmosphere remains.
It's swirling.

“Do you have any brothers or sisters?”

“I have an older brother who is one year older than me.”

“I know it’s a bit odd to say this, but he’d better be careful.”

"Why, why?"

“I have a really bad feeling.”

The teacher stumbled a little while saying something incomprehensible.
It happened.
I wonder if my condition has improved yet.
I gave him a bundle of medicine while I was seeing him off.
The teacher strongly declined.

“Why are you giving this to me? It’s a waste.”

“I don’t mind giving it to the teacher.”

He pouted and instead of taking the medicine, he put it on my forehead.
Hit the nail on the head. Ah, that hurts!

"Ugh. Songdo, I told you I didn't need it, right? Take the medicine yourself.
I'll buy it."

"Oh, teacher, you're really stubborn!!"

"And thank you."

In the end, I didn't take any medicine... Well, I did praise the teacher.
I guess it's okay since I got a nice laugh(?).
Your face has gotten a lot more gaunt since I last saw you. You even have dark circles under your eyes.
Don't make yourself or others worry.

By the way, what does it mean to be careful of your brother?
My brother is a bit prickly and doesn't talk much, but he's not a bad person
No, I don't know. The teacher must have made a mistake.
Would your family do that?
I put the blanket and pillowcase in the washing machine without thinking much about it.
I turned it over and hung up a towel. Seriously.... Mom's not here.
That's fortunate.










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Hello, I am the author :)
I'm sorry I'm late because I was reorganizing the story.
Is this the real start? Thank you again!!
) Please take a look, I changed the cover