The sunlight resembles you
That child's seat
The early morning sunlight breaks through.
The classroom door opened and a student quietly crossed the threshold.
This is Onbit High School, a general high school located in Seoul.
The name of the student who entered the empty classroom was Lee Eun-ah.
He is a second-year student in class 3 at Onbit High School and an announcer in the broadcasting club.
이은아
First, prepare the script...
Eun-ah's role is to read poetry to students through the morning broadcast.
Eun-ah took out a piece of paper she had prepared in the broadcasting room.
I read this on the broadcast this morning
Small, thin letters are written neatly.
이은아
This season that looks at you...
Eun-ah is preparing for the broadcast by reading poetry in a quiet voice.
07:52 AM
Before we know it, it's time to go to school, and the students are entering the classroom.
08:00 AM
At 8 o'clock, the scheduled broadcast begins, and Eun-ah's voice flows out.
이은아
You don't know how warm this season is when I look at you.
이은아
You always stay in my season.
The poet's name is not given.
Because the person who wrote this poem is Eun-ah herself.
Of course, no one knows.
Thanks to the concept of selecting and reading anonymous poems every day, no one was suspicious.
이은아
Have a great day today. This is Eun-ah Lee from Class 3, Grade 2.
When I returned to the classroom after the broadcast, there was someone sitting by the window.
박지민
jimin park.
The child who always sits in the back row, by the window.
These were all his keywords.
Park Jimin is a popular student in Eun-ah's class who is playful but secretly delicate and affectionate.
He was leaning his head against the wall and looking out the window, but he turned his gaze at the sound of Eun-ah coming in.
박지민
Today's poem was good
A short word, a smiling face, and back out the window.
Eun-ah heard her heart sink.
And at the same time, a sense of hope that seems about to crumble rises.
이은아
'Do you think... I wrote this?'
No. Park Jimin doesn't know. There's no way he would know.
Eun-ah lowers her head and flips through her textbook for no reason.
이은아
I guess he just asked because he liked the poem..
But Jimin, who was looking out the window, asks quietly.
박지민
Did you write that?
It was breathtaking.
The moment he was about to speak, Jimin looked at Eun-ah and cut her off.
박지민
I wish that were the case.
박지민
Well then, I can figure out who I like.
Eun-ah couldn't say anything, but her eyes answered her question.
Eun-ah couldn't look Jimin in the eye because his eyes were so honest.
As the class bell rang, Jimin looked out the window again.
But Eun-ah felt it inside.
I don't know how Jimin found out, but he realized that he was the owner of the poem.
I was sure of it when I saw Eun-ah's wavering eyes.