Episode 3. signal (2)
“hey. A bad-looking man over there.”
“hmm?”
Lim Dae-hyeok suddenly started a fight.
“Honestly, you are showing too much. is not it?”
“I don’t know what you mean.”
“I’m telling you not to be shy and go to my position. Don’t say that you’re going to set your eyes on a woman and make contact with her.”
Only then did I understand why he was giggling so much.
It must have been that my actions seemed like a trick to get involved with Pyo Yu-rim, the popular star in the class.
I listened to the voices of the male students buzzing around me. After quietly eavesdropping on the conversation, I realized that my guess was correct.
‘It’s ridiculous. Are you going to try to get involved with Pyo Yu-rim just because I’m crazy? It’s obvious that the original story will be twisted.’
After a light verbal battle.
Im Dae-hyeok and I stood wide apart under the guidance of Tak Gwang-jun.
“It’s just light sparring, so there’s no need to set up complicated rules. Practice while keeping the line to a certain extent. The stage will be confined to this classroom. Then prepare.”
Tak Gwang-jun looked at us alternately and then continued.
“Count the count. It starts the moment you call for work. three… . this… . Day!”
Right after I heard the sound of work. Lim Dae-hyeok spurred his feet and ran.
Is there a place to believe in something? At least, I was able to notice that it was an action that seemed to be trying to win quickly.
‘Does that guy even think I have hypnosis-related abilities?’
Before I hypnotize you, I’ll make a quick decision. Perhaps that was the intent. I decided to live up to that expectation.
[‘Mental Acceleration’ is activated.]
Dae-hyeok Lee, who had been rushing forward, suddenly slowed down. Not only that guy, but also the chattering noises around me are also bizarre.
Of course, in this situation, my movements are also sluggish. I needed to react first.
I relaxedly looked at the fist that flew towards my face and dodged it. After that, I clenched my fist tightly and put it right into the guy’s abdomen.
[Quit ‘Mental Acceleration’.]
That moment.
Time, which had passed slowly, returned to normal.
“Ouch!”
How did it look in the eyes of those who were watching this situation at a normal sensory speed?
There seemed to be no need for any explanation. The buzz around me had stopped as if it had stopped, and the eyes looking at me were wide open.
“The winner is student Doyoon Kim.”
“What should I do with him?”
Lim Dae-hyeok was breathing heavily as if the impact of the beating had been considerable.
“Signal is not a place where you teach students to come and go like the schools you went to in the past. If he was knocked out in one blow by a vigorous subject, he would have to pay the price appropriately.”
The atmosphere of the students, who had been somewhat excited, subsided in an instant. Just by that answer, I was able to fully grasp the mood of the signal.
***
On the first day, only morning classes were held.
Afternoon was free time.
The signal is so wide. There were some who went to look around to learn the geography of the campus, and there were students who were going to pack their belongings in the dormitory for the next three years.
‘by the way… .’
After a brief glance, I saw a group of students who had already formed a group.
Purposes and reasons will vary. Whether it’s that we’ve known each other before, or that we match each other’s personalities. Or to make connections in preparation for after graduation from Signal.
Among them, Pyo Yoo-rim was by far the most popular student. She was a celebrity who had been in the media several times before entering this school, so it was natural.
Conversely, there were also the least popular students.
“… … .”
It was me.
I wondered if defeating Lim Dae-hyeok would change the way he looked at me.
As a result, it was different. It was a way to add the perception that he was a strong, old and burdensome uncle while maintaining the existing bad image.
‘I’m a little over 30 years old, but isn’t this still a young man?’
In the eyes of 20-year-olds, it seemed that he looked like an old man.
I was sad for nothing.
“huh? Where?”
“… … .”
While arranging the textbooks that had been distributed in a sigh. Among the group of nearly ten people, someone slipped out.
“Yurim? Where are you going?”
She left the classroom without saying a word. The group of students stood there dumbfounded for a moment, then started chatting among themselves.
“You don’t want to be friends with us, though?”
“no way. No way. It must be because it’s the first day, so it’s embarrassing.”
I knew the right answer.
All of those guesses are wrong. It wasn’t that Pyoyu-rim didn’t want to get close to her, nor was she shy.
They don’t care at all.
‘Because Pyoyu-rim has no choice but to do that.’
her chronic disease. A type that is medically incurable. ‘Symptoms’ caused by the side effects of her own nature will make her lonely for the rest of her life.
and.
‘I will be engulfed in the darkness in my heart and corrupted as the first boss of the Psychic Age.’
A person who will eventually be defeated by Yooseong and become an important foundation for his growth. An unfortunate girl who is destined to live as a disabled person in return for confronting the protagonist of this world.
He was one of the people who should never be involved in the love affair of the original work.
‘Shouldn’t we just stand by while knowing that a person’s future will fall into hell?’
Perhaps because the essence is a counseling psychologist, I get lost in my thoughts for no reason. I shook my head and made up my mind to become weak.
I watched Psychic Age all the way to the ending. It was no different from knowing the future. However, the future I knew was followed by the premise that the flow of history I knew must be followed.
‘The moment that changes the flow. There is a high probability that my future knowledge will be scrapped.’
one more.
If you have to save simply because you are pitiful, there are many people in this world who need a helping hand. I didn’t have the time to go looking for them one by one.
‘Let’s eat hard.’
I made up my mind once again.
***
midnight.
Pyo Yu-rim, who was sitting on the bed, was diligently recording something. While tapping the virtual keyboard made of augmented reality, the tablet placed on the lap is filled with letters.
I write down things like what happened today, what kind of people I met, and future plans.
The contents are so detailed that I wonder if it is too excessive to be called a simple diary.
She had reasons to do so.
“… … .”
The long-awaited writing is over. Pyo Yu-rim buried the tablet under the pillow.
It was now bedtime.
Sleep.
For others, it was a sweet act to melt away the fatigue accumulated in their daily routine.
‘scared.’
For her, sleep was more like a sleep horse.
On the day when he awakened as an adult and obtained his innate nature, Pyo Yu-rim had to pay the price of gaining powerful power.
memory loss.
Her natural ‘magician’ was a power close to omnipotence, but the shackles were heavy.
When I open my eyes every morning, I forget almost all of my memories. Forgetting about family and friends. They are only dimly aware of who they are.
In fact, it is like dying and being reborn. Pyo Yu-rim thought so.
‘It’s not even the power I wanted to get… … .’
The tablet contained the entire life of the pyoyurim. When today’s self disappears and tomorrow’s self awakens, you hand over your legacy so that she can live through the day.
There was no option to not sleep.
According to the record of the tablet, it was tried several times, but only the result of failure remained. The advice to obey fate in order not to become more miserable than now felt even colder.
‘It would be nice if anyone could remember it.’
Feeling the fleeting wind, Pyo Yu-rim forced himself to sleep.
So that tomorrow’s self can be active in a normal condition. It was killing myself today.
***
Second day of admission to Signal.
“Today I will teach you about the nature of nature.”
theory class time.
Tak Gwang-jun scanned the faces of the students with both hands on the table.
“I will omit the lengthy introduction. Skip right to the point. What I am going to teach you today is what happens when similar natures collide.”
The augmented reality machine installed on the ceiling of the classroom works.
A hologram is projected in the wide empty space between the lecture table and the classroom seats. The figures of two people appeared.
“Here are two saints. One is a saint who can handle fire, and the other has a natural ability to handle heat.”
Roaring!
One side starts a fire and shoots it at the heat-handling adult. Exclamations flowed from the students as their bodies were consumed by the flames.
“uh?”
for a while too. One student made a dumb noise. The fevered adult, who was thought to have been burned to death, came out of the flames casually.
“Unless you’re an idiot, you can guess why he’s fine. This means that if they have similar abilities, they will naturally develop related resistances. Now, then, let’s go deeper into the matter.”
Again, the two adults are facing each other. One is an adult handling the same fire as before. As if preparing for battle, both hands were burning.
Ugh.
The saint across from him also showed his nature.
“Is that telekinesis?”
“Can’t you just look at it? It’s like saying I’m a telekinetic from the fact that my body is floating.”
Big and small exclamations erupted in the classroom.
A thick telephone pole pulled out from somewhere hit the pyromancer like a baseball.
Some students catch their breath.
It was obviously a fake made with augmented reality. Even so, the texture of the hologram, the sound of being hit, and the screams coming out of adults were all too real.
that buck
The telekinetic man approaches the fallen pyromancer. As if to put an end to it with his own hands, he stretched out his hand and launched the pyromancer into the air.
The moment when everyone intuited the death of the pyromancer.
Fain!
It sounds like a cracking sound you would hear in a game. When the pyromancer’s body was freed, the telekinesis looked flustered.
The video ended there.
“Can anyone explain why that pyromancer was able to escape telekinesis?”
The chatter that filled the classroom subsided in an instant. Everyone seemed to be thinking about why.
“As you said before… . Dealing with flames is also a form of telekinesis, so I think it is resistant.”
A female student timidly raised her hand and said.
“That is correct. I will give you credit as a reward for actively participating in class.”
“thank you!”
Tak Kwang-Jun’s Introduction to Astrology continued.
Perhaps because of the introduction of the word grade, students began to participate in class with more enthusiasm than before.
“… … that’s how it happened If certain conditions are added under the premise of dealing with a similar nature to the opponent, it will be possible to use the opponent’s ability in reverse.”
“really? how?”
“We will have a class on that subject next time. It’s about time.”
It was time for a break.
“uh? Why why? Do you have anything to do with me?”
While the classmates were pouring out their long-suffering chatter, the male student sitting next to me suddenly gave out a bewildered voice.
“Swap seats with me.”
It was Pyo Yoo-rim, the popular star in the class.
To her out of context request, the boy reacted somewhat like a brain freeze. However, he laughed lightly and said that he would understand, and immediately got up from his seat.
‘What kind of case is this… … .’
It was absurd, but I thought it might be if I thought I was that boy.
long black hair. Eyes like obsidian. Hair braided around a circle. Distinct features. There is even a slender and neat impression. It was the appearance itself that could be called a model of beauty.
but.
It bothered me that Pyo Yu-rim, who had moved his luggage to the seat next to me, started staring at me.
‘Why are you staring at me?’
The gaze was too blatant to call it an illusion.
“… … .”
She kept looking at me until the break was over. Even during the next break. Even at the next break after that. He often looked at me whenever he had a chance.
‘No, why the hell are you looking at me?’
By the time the ominousness reached its peak.
“hey.”
finally got to talking.
I pretended not to hear It could have been that I misunderstood that he was calling someone else. I hoped so.
“Mr. Kim Do-yoon.”
It wasn’t. She finally put my name on her lips.
“huh? me?”
“yes. I called you.”
Before asking why Pyo Yu-rim was talking to me, there was one thing to point out.
“You can let go. We’re classmates, what kind of Kim Do-yoon are you?”
“I heard that you are more than ten years older than me. Then shouldn’t we be respectful?”
Why is the title ‘Mr.’? There’s even a decent word for oppa. Could it be that the word ‘oppa’ disappeared in the process of overlaying the game into reality?
“So what’s the matter?”
“Kim Do-yoon and I are in the same all-rounder position. So I wanted to say hello.”
“I see.”
In fact, it wasn’t something that could be taken lightly and said, “That’s right.”
I knew I wouldn’t care if she ended up in the same all-rounder position. In fact, it was like that in the original. Pyo Yu-rim didn’t try to hang out with anyone.
It must have been.
‘Did I trust the information of the original story too much?’
Now that this has happened, there is no choice but to shake off interest by completely ignoring it.
“hey.”
“… … .”
“Do-yoon Kim?”
It wasn’t easy.
I sat down and talked.
I deliberately acted coldly because I didn’t want to.
“Why do you keep calling me? Do you have anything else to say besides greetings?”
As she lowered her voice, she could see her shoulders tremble.
“That’s me… … .”
She hesitated for a long time, and eventually backed away saying that it was nothing. Seeing the sad expression somewhere made my heart hurt for no reason.
‘Please stop paying attention. If I get involved with you, it’ll be a big deal.’
I hoped Pyo Yu-rim’s interest would stop this time, but my intuition was telling.
that this may be just the beginning.
So he is the only one who will be remembered