You were always there.
2. Misunderstanding
-Why do you keep following me?
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-....How did you know?
- I don't know why they're watching me everywhere, even at school.
-Why on earth are you looking at me?
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-I...I'm just worried about you...
-Worried? What's that...
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-It's hard to explain, but I have a feeling you'll disappear in an instant.
-.....Don't say things like that and don't look at me from now on.
Kim Jong-in, who seemed to have noticed my depression, felt so uncomfortable and disgusted that he ran away as if shouting and returned home.
-I feel bad
Kim Jong-in and that person... the person who killed my father was with Kim Jong-in.
I hid behind the building without realizing it and observed and felt the two people.
Kim Jong-in is that person's son... and he's watching me...
I laughed... What on earth did I expect... Even though you recognized my depression... nothing would change...
I turned around and ran, determined that he should feel the same pain I had. I had to hurt his loved one.
-Kim Jong-in, please look at me.
I caught Kim Jong-in while he was eating lunch and brought him to the music room to tell him the truth while he was still confused.
- Do you know me?
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-..You know, we're in the same class.
- No, not like that. You knew me before.
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- ....
-I know you knew your father killed my father and you were spying on me. Why? Were you afraid I'd spread rumors?
김종인
-No, that's not it. My dad never killed your dad. And I wasn't watching you to spy on you—I just thought you looked so sick that you were going to break down. So...
-Don't make excuses!
- Your drunken dad called my dad on a rainy night. My dad was on his way to pick him up when your drunken dad sped off on the road and crashed into my dad's car. But your dad didn't kill him?
- And you told the police that my dad crossed the center line! You lied!
I screamed, unable to hide my anger. Kim Jong-in's face turned pale and he bit his lip tightly.
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- No, there's no way my dad would do that..
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- I thought your dad hit the car first... Oh, no...
I pushed the confused Kim Jong-in away and ran out. I felt like I had gotten a little revenge by telling him about my father's true identity.
But strangely, my heart only ached and I didn't feel better, and my depression only deepened.
What should I do... I
It was snowing and cold, so I didn't go to school for three days and just stayed at home.
I didn't want to meet anyone and I didn't want to go out.
But someone threw a small stone through the window and when I peeked, Kim Jong-in was standing there.
Kim Jong-in, whose face had somehow become half pale in just a few days, looked very tired.
-I don't want to go back and see you.
He opened the window and spoke to Kim Jong-in, who was standing below.
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-I have something to say..
-I'm gone, go back.
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-Please listen to my story one last time.
I couldn't pass up Kim Jong-in, who seemed so desperate.
-Just say it there.
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-I asked my dad. He told me the truth.
I waited silently for Kim Jong-in to speak.
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-My dad cried and said he was sorry...
김종인
-It's not something you should feel sorry about, lol
I felt a strange pain in my heart when I saw Kim Jong-in laughing in vain.
-Go back. I don't want to see you or that person anymore.
I just didn't want to do anything and just wanted to sleep. So, Kim Jong-in tried to say something again, but I closed the window.
That was the last time we saw Kim Jong-in.