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Middle school where no one talked to me.

I moved far away to get rid of that past.

Now nobody knows my name.

Greet as brightly as possible

I sat down and looked at my other friends.

no one

Nobody knows me.

My shabby past.

When I was in high school

To look good to my friends

Pretend to be a prankster on purpose

I wanted to get my friends' attention even when I didn't want to do it.

My friends' first reaction was "I like it."

But he's starting to lose interest in me.

I have to struggle more

I need to try harder

It needs to be more noticeable

So I didn't hesitate to do anything.

Because I was the one who looked down at the end of life and hoped for someone to push me

I wasn't afraid of anything.

If you consider me a friend.

however,

Friends

No, those kids

All they did was give me a new name.

"A cheerful criminal"

Rather than shedding tears

I'm angry.

Why would you do this to make friends?

There are many other ways.

You have no intention of listening to me.

I needed a friend

There is no need for a name like "Yoo Hwae-beom".

Social anxiety disorder again

I bit my nails

I closed my eyes tightly and bit my nails.

I don't know when

It has a salty, irony taste.

Your voices laughing and chatting,

At least I don't think they're ignoring me completely.

I am used and discarded by you

Was it a match?

Should I be thankful?

The name "Yoo Gwae-beom".

Shaking pupils again