Kim Woon-hak at 11 o'clock at night
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The next day, when the rain had subsided, the air on campus was much calmer.
As soon as the lecture ended, I headed to the library. Perhaps because exams were approaching, the library was unusually quiet.
As I was looking for a seat, a familiar voice called me.
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“Sister, there’s a seat here.”
When I raised my head, Kim Un-hak waved his hand and pointed toward the window.
He was smiling, holding a tumbler with a bear sticker on it next to him.
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"My little sister told me not to take it off again this morning. I guess the bear tumbler is my mascot."
I smiled and sat down across from him.
Each of them began to study, but every now and then, when their eyes met, Unhak would hand them a small note.
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What was the answer to this question?
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‘If you’re sleepy, would you like some coffee?’
As we exchanged handwritten notes, the conversation flowed naturally.
During a short break, I was looking at Unhak's notes and was surprised again.
“Wow, your handwriting is really neat.”
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“Is that so?”
Unhak answered with an awkward smile.
"They say handwriting reflects a person's personality. I guess your handwriting is so neat because you're a good person."
At those words, Unhak winked playfully and agreed.
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“Then, I guess your voice is pretty because you have a pretty heart.”
“I’m serious! I think you have so many strengths.”
“When you hear compliments like that, you want to keep leaving notes.”
We became closer through such small notes and laughter.
As I left the library, raindrops began to fall again.
Unhak opened his umbrella and came towards me naturally.
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“Let’s go together. Don’t catch a cold.”
We walked side by side on the narrow street under an umbrella, with the sound of rain.
After a while, Unhak glanced at me and said.
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"You don't just have a great voice, you also make people feel comfortable. I think that's your real strength."
I paused for a moment and smiled in response.
“You really make people feel good when you smile. So smile more.”
At that, he playfully shrugged his shoulders.
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"Then I'll have to keep smiling from now on. I'll save all your compliments."
After returning home, I suddenly felt like turning on the radio.
At exactly 11 o'clock at night, I opened the broadcast and touched the microphone lightly.
"Today, I'm going to talk about a conversation I overheard under an umbrella. The sound of rain makes people a little more honest."
As soon as he finished speaking, a 🧸 emoticon flashed in the comment section.
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Today, I would like to hear the sound of rain falling softly on my umbrella.
As I was broadcasting, I remembered Unhak's smiling face in the library and the brief moment we walked together under an umbrella.