I Decided To Become a Perfect Girl chapter 185

185 – Ordinary routine (1)

The warm early summer sunlight coming through the window.

The laughter and conversations of students who are already making vacation plans are lively, full of anticipation and excitement.

Of course, it doesn’t last long.

“Now, pay attention!”

Because the homeroom teacher entered the classroom and banged on the blackboard.

“Hey, Kim Young-chan~ Look at the teacher. My eyes are falling out while looking at Do-hee.”

“Okay, Yeongchan. I’m going to wear out my face.”

“Oh, no! Teacher, what is this fabrication?”

“No, that’s not right. Is this arrogant worker scolding the teacher?!”

“Ah, teacher!”

Laughter broke out here and there.

“Summer is here, so you get caught up in youth projects. Now is not the time for this. Do you know that final exams are just around the corner?”

“I know…”

Weakened voices were heard from all around us.

“By the way, just because the practical test is over, you leave. Don’t you know that the practical score is not everything? Answer!”

“Eh…”

“Hey, look at this. Did you know that if you miss your final exam, no matter how good or bad your practical skills are, it will be affected by the admission test? Don’t you know? They say it’s too big. Did you know that universities also look at English scores a lot? English is a must!”

“Eh…”

“Wow, the answer is refreshing. Is this 20% of the 1st graders’ reflections? I was going to give you some questions as well.”

“No!”

“Hey, only in this case is the answer big. They’ll only give you 5 exam questions. Now, page 85 first…”

After the briefing, the homeroom teacher turned around. She

And she left the classroom and stuck a piece of paper on her poster and she shouted indifferently.

“Ah, these are their practical exam scores, look at them and sign~”

Children in the class ran side by side to the front of the classroom.

And while checking my grades, I spewed out all kinds of onomatopoeia.

* * *

Hyuna lay down on my desk and muttered.

“Dohee…”

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“Huh…?”

It has been like this ever since I saw my major practical score.

I have to say it because it feels like I’m making fun of it.

“Why Dohee…?”

“What are you saying?”

“Why does Dohee Dohee have a perfect score on the practical skills…? She’s busier than us…”

“Well… I just worked hard when I was young…?”

“Ha… As expected. I hate Korea, this country of prior learning…”

In the end, Hyuna pounded on her desk as if indignant.

“Yes, I know! Most geniuses have been playing the piano since they were 4 or 5 years old! Prior learning is the answer!”

“No, Hyunya… That Liszt! Liszt learned piano when he was 9 years old. Isn’t it really too late at this point?”

“…Is that so? No, Mozart composed the minuet at the age of 5 in the first place! This is a battle of talent, duh.”

This was the current atmosphere in our class.

The sound of music coming from all over the place.

Depression and mania go back and forth between major practical skills scores.

‘Ha… I guess I should have laid the floor.’

Honestly, I thought about getting a low score on purpose.

I think I may have robbed other kids of their opportunity.

The practical exam was also a relative evaluation as it was based on my grades.

However, doing so seemed like deception or an act of choosing the people.

What did I say?

So, I think it was right to just do my best, but…

“Ugh, why is Dohee called Dohee?”

It’s a bit… Hard to accept this…

* * *

Seoyoon stretched out on the sofa in her practice room, sucking on her iced Americano through a straw.

‘Ah, good.’

The Devonaire title recorded with the members not long ago was playing from the headset in my ears.

‘The music is good too.’

Seoyoon enjoyed the leisure in this appropriate silence.

Especially on days like this when I don’t even have a schedule, it’s really leisurely.

The fixed daytime routine consists of English and Japanese lessons and vocal lessons.

The rest was my own choice.

At times like that, Seoyoon would go to Pilates with her older sister to improve her flexibility, or she would warm up by copying her new trendy choreography, and sometimes she would just hang out. I did it too.

‘And the best thing of all…’

It’s so comfortable on the ears.

Because they are not there.

Of course, they don’t include Woowa.

There is no level of comparison.

Chiyo, Dohee, you damn dogs.

At that time, I was enjoying such a good feeling.

The unpleasant sound of footsteps caught my ear.

Seoyoon lifted her eyes and checked the time.

‘Ha… It’s about time.’

The practice room door opens.

ㅡTatttat

Dohee, who had become much more attractive than when we first met 6 years ago, was walking along dancing our latest choreography.

‘She was pretty and really cute at the time… I guess it was because we became friends… She was a bit… Ugh.’

“A little cool? It means a little cool.”

“A little bad. It means a little bad.”

“Hmph.”

Let alone the fact that it looks good.

Dohee’s face now is the expression she had when she was full of narcissism.

‘It looks like you did well on a test at school again… Ugh.’

Seoyun sighed deeply.

What if the child has outstanding abilities?

I think what I’m doing is stupid.

* * *

1 Week later.

Hyuna fell on my desk again and started babbling.

“Ha, it’s already the day after tomorrow…”

“Yes, that’s right.”

I scanned the exam scope with a calm feeling.

It’s everyday life.

“Dohee, teach me this.”

“Korean? Ah, yes, this is…”

I also tell you about other friends’ problems that I occasionally ask about.

“No, is there anyone else in your eyes right now besides me?”

“Am I dating you?”

“Amola, sympathize quickly.”

“That’s right. Hyuna, it must be very difficult.”

“Wow, you really have no soul. It takes a lot of effort. Your empathy is zero…”

It’s not easy for a high school girl to be sensitive.

“Ugh… Yeah. Dohee has her own schedule, idol practice, and even preparing for exams… I guess I was looking for the wrong person to whine about in the first place…”

“No, I know. Arts high school students are busy.”

“Oh, I feel like I sympathize with the way you speak this time?”

“I really sympathize with you.”

I’m having a hard time too.

Actually, just considering the arts high school curriculum is busy.

Subject classes are conducted according to the subject classes.

In addition, you have to take part in competitions, improvement concerts, and practical skills.

‘If I had gone to the applied music department, I would have been a bit more relaxed.’

Because the practical skills are the same as what you usually practice at work.

Of course, general high school students will be busy too.

The remaining time is spent on self-study and at the academy.

No matter where you go, high school students have a busy fate.

“At least I’m not going to the competition. That’s why I’m a little relaxed.”

At those words, Hyuna hit her head on her desk again.

“That’s because Dohee won the grand prize, ugh.”

“Is that how it happens…?”

“Sigh, Dohee’s very existence is a wound to my delicate heart. You fraud…”

When I talk to Hyuna, I wonder if I really lack empathy.

Well, I never really sympathized with the members of Saven or my current sisters.

Isn’t that a huge amount of money for the sisters in the name of comfort?

I feel sorry for some reason.

I have to be good to you from today onwards.

Really.

* * *

Lee Do-hee is unfamiliar.

“Oh, sorry. I just lost my timing. Let’s do it again.”

“No, I tried practicing it by myself yesterday, but I kept making mistakes.”

“Ah, uh… Okay.”

Na-eun and Woo-wa are thinking about doing so.

“Dohee, you’re so pretty when you talk today~”

“Really?”

“Huh? I’m naturally pretty and sweet, just like my horse’s face?”

“Yeah, right?”

“Oh, that’s right~?”

“…Uh.”

Seoyoon fell away from Dohee during break time.

And she was in the corner of the practice room, facing the wall, arm in arm with Chiyo.

“Hey, hey… Why was he acting like that earlier?”

“I don’t know… I’m scared… It’s an unknown entity…”

“Really, Tonawa. Just scratch that gently. You know that, shu shu shu shu.”

“I already did it… But I’m not angry… It’s not that bad…”

“Mr. Ha, this is serious.”

* * *

After finishing practice and returning to my dorm, I quickly washed up and sat down at the desk in my room.

And I opened the book.

I was busy preparing for the upcoming finals.

In fact, there is no need to study the general curriculum separately, but the problem is the second foreign language.

If you are a student at Hansung Arts High School, you must decide on portable classes and a second foreign language upon admission.

Generally, arts high school students majoring in dance speak French.

Arts students majoring in music used to choose German.

I plan to go there to study abroad in the future.

Of course, most of the students in our class chose German.

I chose French.

-Qu’est-ce que tu amies?

-Moi, J`aime beaucoup le foot.

Your pronunciation is great.

It is not for nothing that French was the official social language of medieval European nobles, regardless of countries such as England, Germany, and France.

Of course I regret it.

‘Ha… I heard that German has easier vocabulary.’

I feel like my head is pounding as I try to memorize new words in my free time.

Even though I obviously learned it in class.

Even though I took notes, there are quite a few things I don’t remember.

‘I haven’t paid too much attention to composing lately…’

Because it is a Latin language, there are many words similar to English, so it feels easy to learn… But it is not something you can learn quickly.

‘Mr. Ha… Aren’t you really missing 100 points this time?’

ㅡKnock knock

While I was getting so irritated, I heard a knocking sound.

“Oh, come in.”

Seoyoon came into the room with an expression that looked like she was holding in her urine.

‘Ha…What is it again?’

“Dohee.”

“Why?”

“Did you eat something wrong?”

Kim Seo-yoon, who gets into arguments over and over again.

I think they came in to scratch my nerves.

“No, it’s really strange.”

I’m still annoyed…

Still, a promise to myself.

Empathize with your sisters.

Because I decided to speak as kindly as possible.

“She didn’t eat it wrong, but I think Seoyoon, who usually eats anything, might think that way.”

* * *

With a satisfied smile, Seoyoon left her room.

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“Okay, my youngest, study hard~”

And she walked shoulder to shoulder with Chiyo again.

“Wow, you’re talking so loud. It’s Lee Do-hee.”

“I told you so. All of that is just fulfillment of the concept.”

“As expected, great concept.”

“Well, it’s only a black thing that the eye can see… hehehe.”

Chiyo, who smiles happily, is just as foolish as Lee Do-hee.

Seoyoon smiled with satisfaction again.

* * *

“Guys, what are you doing in front of Dohee’s room?”

“I don’t know? Well, it’s like that for a day or two. If you stay with Chiyo all day, you’ll get used to it quickly. Get used to it too.”

“It’s not easy…”

Every day is difficult for Na-eun.