For you, from me
At the camp, Yewon and I
I became a teaching assistant in the same class.
"Guys, we're done, so shall we clap?"
But, being a teacher wasn't that difficult either.
It was really hard because it overlapped right up until that day.
"Jung Eun-bi, are you okay...?"
"Why wouldn't I be okay,,,"
"You can tell just by looking at his complexion that he doesn't look good."
When going out to eat
Yewon did take care of it though
The pain is also severe,
Not only is my body not always in good shape,
My nerves are also sharp
Even if the children don't listen for a little bit
I almost got annoyed.
But against kids
High school students shouldn't get angry...
I'm holding on with that thought
The camp ended sometime ago.
"Is it finally over?"
"What about part-time work?"
"Part-time job... Starting tomorrow"
"I'm going out to play"
"Your number is here"
"Yeah, yeah..."
"I have a lunch appointment,"
"bye-!"
"uh..!"
After Yewon left
The fact that I am alone again
It was a little sad, though,
I'm used to it enough now
I started walking home.
But then I suddenly got a text message.
I stole Yewon from you,
It was really complicated.
By the way,,, who is it?
This fake Jeong Eun-bi...