"Is this your album?"
"Yeah. It's a middle school album."
"Can I see it?"
Soonyoung found my middle school yearbook on the bookshelf. Curious, she said she wanted to see it. I nodded, saying it was okay, and Wonwoo, who was eating an apple his mom had brought him, approached to look at the album. I felt a little embarrassed showing them my girlhood.
"Wow... so pretty."
"I've already seen her when she was a seasoning woman."
" ... "
Soonyoung suddenly became silent. A strange current flowed between Kwon Soonyoung and Jeon Wonwoo. After observing the situation between the two, he spoke.
"Soonyoung, do you want to see it too?"
***
" and... "
Before cutting my hair, I put on a wig of similar length and applied some makeup. Then, I went to the bathroom, took off my school uniform, and changed into comfortable clothes for home. When I came back to my room, Soonyoung wouldn't close her mouth. Wonwoo seemed to be in a daze.
"Why did you give me more strength than before?"
"I saw it at an unexpected time back then, and today you guys saw it."
" pretty. "
Soonyoung kept complimenting me, telling me I was pretty. My face felt hot because of Soonyoung's constant insistence on telling me I was pretty. Wonwoo kept grumbling, as if he had some kind of complaint, and Soonyoung got annoyed at him for being so noisy.
"Seasoning, now go wash up and change your clothes. Take off that wig too."
"Why? Isn't it pretty?"
"He's doing that for no reason. Go wash up first, Mirya."
***
It was getting late, so Soonyoung and Wonwoo had already eaten the meal their mother had prepared. Even after finishing their meal, they lay sprawled out on my bed, seemingly unwilling to leave. I slapped their legs a couple of times and told them to hurry up and go.
At my nagging, Soonyoung and Wonwoo packed their bags and stood in front of the front door.
"Seasoning, see you tomorrow."
"Mirya. See you tomorrow."
Soonyoung and Wonwoo left the house. Before Soonyoung left, she patted my head.
"Daughter, why is your face red?"
***
"Why does a man have so much baggage?"
"So, as I was taking care of it, it got a lot..?"
As Jihoon walked toward me, carrying a large carrier bag and a black backpack, the man asked me why I had so much luggage. I was a little offended by his words.
"Mi,re,ya! Mi,re,ya!! Good morning,!"
"I'll take him."
As Min-gyu was about to make a fuss, Ji-hoon sighed, covered Min-gyu's mouth with one hand, and walked towards the line where the kids from his class were gathered.
When all the kids in our class had gathered, Soonyoung and Wonwoo came walking from the dormitory.
"Seasoning, good morning."
"Yeah. Good morning to you too, Wonwoo."
"Mirya, did you sleep well?"
"Huh? Huh.. "
I can't look Soonyoung in the eye. (In fact, I couldn't even look at her properly for a week after she came to my house to visit.) She keeps talking to me from the side, but I can't look at her. Soonyoung looks embarrassed that I'm not looking at her, shakes her head, and then stands in front of Wonwoo.
***
My seat on the bus was by the window. Next to me was Soonyoung. How was I supposed to hold out for an hour and a half? I hated the strange tension I felt when we made eye contact. I tried my best to avoid eye contact, looking towards the window. Soonyoung sighed and asked Wonwoo to switch seats.
I guess you're upset. You should apologize when you get off.
"Seasoning, what happened between you and Kwon Soon-young?"
"Even Kwon Soon-young doesn't seem to have any energy."
"It's nothing..."
Mir's transfer was written that way to advance the story...π’
Don't you want to see Mir when she's a woman? π’π’π’
Sorry, I'm uploading two today...ππ