Short story collection

Hwayangyeonhwa (Kim Seok-jin)

Hwayangyeonhwa (Kim Seok-jin)
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The front door of the classroom opens


Those people barged in


It was not long after class started.




"Who is CEO Choi's son? Where is he?"



I looked at my friend's face



I was shaking



He just kept his head down and trembled.



That kid was my friend.



"Let's go, we have to run away"



I grabbed my friend's hand and headed toward the back door of the classroom.



"Stand there!!"



The voices of adults followed me as if to grab the back of my neck.




"Let's go home first."



"Hide behind that tree. I'll open the window for you later."



I heard the sound of the front door opening,



I was playing a game while satisfying my hunger with bread and milk.



"It's okay, Dad doesn't come into my room."



Before he could finish speaking, the door opened.



"Are you CEO Choi's son?"



A furrowed brow and a slightly trembling eyelid



When my dad had that kind of face



It was better not to get close



"Come out, someone has come to take you away."



I check my father's expression




The man I saw in the classroom came into the room




I grabbed my friend's shoulder




"No, Dad, you can't take her."



"Those people are bad people."




My father just looked down at me.




"Dad, help me. Yes? You're my friend."




My shoulder holding my friend's arm,




Dad caught me




Before I knew it, my friend was being dragged out the door.




I struggled to get away from my father,



Dad tightened his grip on my shoulder.




It hurt, I screamed, but my dad wouldn't let me go.




Seokjin, you have to be a good kid.




There was nothing in the eyes that looked at me.




But I thought I knew



Oh, how can I get out of this pain?




"Seokjin!!!"


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A friend who escaped from a man



He was running towards my room.



His face was covered in tears.



My father's other hand still holding my shoulder



The door was closed




The door slammed shut.








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The next day, the seat next to me was empty.



The teacher said that my friend transferred schools.


















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Source: Tuami