Arriving at the teacher's call, I saw a boy sitting in the teacher's office with hair that was too light for a student, piercings that made his ears look heavy, and a school uniform that was only for show and not properly worn.
The teacher, with a request, cruelly linked me with this rumored senior, under the guise of one-on-one tutoring.
I knew your name because I heard it often.
Kim Taehyung, a senior in his third year of high school, one year older than me.
This senior was famous for having no intention of studying, completely trampling on school rules, and just hanging out... Most teachers gave up on scolding and punishing this senior.
'But I'm tutoring this senior...
At this time of year when I'm busy studying...!!'
I don't know if the teacher heard my desperate cries, but he looked at me with an apologetic expression, smiled, and then turned around and walked away from me and my senior.
"Huh... Senior, when is a good time for you?
I don't think I'll have any free time except for the weekends."
I thought he was surprised by my call, but then he glanced at me and shrugged his shoulders in response.
"Well, do you really need to do that? Just get the hang of it. You said that private time was okay, right? Then, just come out to the library during private time. I'll kill some time and go."
'What kind of nonsense is that?
So, you're saying I should just imitate and not show off??
Huh, there's a reason why people tell you not to get involved. There is.'
"That won't do.I don't know about my senior, but since it's my teacher's instructions, I have to do it properly.
"I would appreciate your cooperation, senior."
"Ha, do you really have to do that?
Let me be honest. I have no intention of studying. I have no reason to. I hate tutoring even more. Just give it up. Okay?"
At that moment, my emotions were so strong that I really wanted to go into the teacher's office and pretend it never happened, but I couldn't.
The teacher, who knew how difficult it was, offered to erase all the little points that had accumulated over time and write a college application for volunteer points, so it was too much of a waste to give up this job and hand it over to someone else.
'Hold on, you have to hold on.
This is an opportunity to get one step closer to the shift you've been dreaming of, or maybe two or three steps closer.
'It's not something that can be easily handed over to others.'
"Senior, then during the palm tree time today
I'll see you at the library.
Oh, I have no intention of just killing time.
It would be a good idea to come prepared to some extent."
I didn't want to get involved with that senior any further, so as soon as I finished speaking, I quickly turned around and headed towards the classroom.
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"Huh, what kind of girl is that?"
Jeong Ga-eul just blankly stared at the back of Tae-hyung's head as he walked to the classroom, and muttered quietly as if he didn't find it funny.
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I was dragged away by the author who was the head of the academic affairs department, and on top of that, I was nagged at by a strange girl five times a week under the pretext of tutoring her.
He looked like a pretty, ordinary person, but he had a terrible temper.
It seems like he's not even worth fighting over just finishing what he had to say and leaving.
After coming to my senses and repeatedly saying "fucked" inwardly, I roughly shook my head and walked up the stairs to the rooftop.
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