" hello !! "
" not really . "
Min Yoongi / Age: 25 years old.
Physical Education Teacher / Characteristics: Doesn't respond to greetings from classmates.
/ Nickname: X-Friend Dog. (If you get caught by mistake, you'll become a dog that day.)
"The one in the back. Who isn't there?"
"This is the Lord."
"When he comes, send him down to the teachers' office."
"What the f*ck is this bitch saying?"
"No, that's right, sis. If you're going to smoke, why don't you smoke too?"
Lee Yeo-ju / Age: 18 years old.
Gangster / Characteristics: Has a real older brother. / Nickname: X-bitch (has a temper)
"Hey, how old are you?!"
"I'm eighteen years old."
"This is real! Where did the kid get the information?!"
"It's a situation that needs to be addressed, but no one is doing anything about it. Can't you see that everyone at this bus stop is suffering because of one older sister?"
Students on their way to school, aunts, uncles, and grandmothers all have their noses covered and look uncomfortable because of the pungent smell of cigarettes, but the smokers themselves don't know it.
Only then did the woman, her face flushed, hurriedly board the bus as if she was running away. I, who had been late since the first day of my second year, boarded the bus with some time to spare, and answered the ringing cell phone by taking it out of the pocket of my short school uniform skirt.
- "Uh. Why."
- "Hey, X. Our homeroom teacher is a fucking dog."
- "What? Why?"
- "Why, why, X-shin-ah. Anyway, come quickly. Your homeroom teacher is looking for you."
- "Oh shit. It's done."
"...I, the teacher, am here."
When I call out quietly, Min Yoongi, who was sitting at the desk in the teacher's office looking at his laptop, raises his head and looks at me, then frowns deeply.
"You go and take off all your makeup and earrings. Why is your skirt so short?"
"Huh? All kids do this much..."
"Are you going to vomit now? Aren't you going quickly?"
"Yes. If you tell me to go, I should go."
The makeup I had put on since morning was all washed off, and I took off my earrings and put them safely in my skirt pocket. I was afraid that I would get yelled at again, so I pulled down my short skirt as low as possible and was in the middle of controlling my anger in front of the teacher's office where the X-friend was.
"Ha. X-friend X-kid."
" Huh? X-friend X-meat? "
"Oh, teacher. That's not it.."
"Give it to me."
" to ? "
"Earrings."
"Oh, why? Are you going to do it, teacher?"
" do you want to die ? "
Oh really...
I take my babies out of my uniform skirt pocket and put them in his white hands. Min Yoongi puts them in his pocket.
"Bring your skirt up by tomorrow."
"Huh? I only have this one skirt. And besides, I can't cut it and stretch it out."
I followed Min Yoongi into the teacher's office and spoke, but Min Yoongi didn't even pretend to listen and went to his seat. He looked at me standing next to him.
" "Why are you late? If it's for a trivial reason, I'll kill you."
Min Yoongi, who now looks a bit tired, says that and looks up at me while holding the billiard cue stick, which looks the most painful of the clubs next to him, as if he really wants to kill me.
"Teacher, actually... I have a little stomachache today because it's that day..."
" "Does someone with a stomachache have time to put on so much makeup and earrings? Do you think that makes sense?"
"No.. no, teacher. But I really did that day.. "
"Be quiet. Change into your gym clothes and come out to the playground."
Ah, you fucking dog Min Yoongi.