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Mizuki-sensei’s desk, the burden of our class, was right in front of my nose when I entered the office.
Usually, the front door is treated as the worst seat because the wind blows in, but it seems that the seat was assigned here because it is a new teacher who joined this year.
“hello teacher.”
“Uh, come on.”
The teacher raised my head up because I wanted to make eye contact with me because it was career counseling, but I was quick to sit down because I thought I was going to fall over while tilting my neck back because I wasn’t very tall and was sitting on a chair.
Then Mizuki-sensei’s neck returned to its normal angle.
I said as I pushed the chair back to make it easier to see.
“Sir, I think you can tell me now that we are at the same level.”
“That! Come on, wait a minute…”
Hearing my words, the teacher hurriedly opened the life record that was standing next to the desk.
“You can take it slow.”
“No, I didn’t do anything like nervous?!”
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Mizuki-sensei shouted as if she was embarrassed, and flipped back and forth through the life record, then stopped at the page with my picture on it.
“Wow… Let’s see. Korean, math, English, physical education…”
The teacher, who was going through the grades for each subject one by one, closed the life record as if there was nothing more to see and asked.
“What is Kim-kun’s future hope?”
I answered the sudden question by rubbing the back of my neck.
“I’m not quite sure yet. So, if there’s nothing I can do, I’m going to take over the family business of my parents later.”
Then Mizuki-sensei opened her eyes wide.
“Well, if it’s not excused, what kind of work are your parents engaged in?”
“You run a small set meal restaurant in Setagaya.”
“You mean your parents run a formal restaurant?”
“Yes. Is there something wrong?”
“Huh? No, no. I really want to visit the teacher later.”
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Mizuki-sensei, who seemed nervous at first, gradually relaxed as the conversation progressed.
Perhaps the tension of the first career counseling has been relieved.
“Then, what subject is Kim most confident about here?”
“If I had to choose, I think it would be math or science. The Korean language has a lot of difficult vocabulary, so it’s breathtaking every time.”
Hearing my answer, the teacher muttered as he diligently jotted down something in his notebook.
“Yeah, yeah, it’s math and science. So, would it be better for Kim to go to a science and engineering department?”
I hardened my expression involuntarily as I heard the words I could never let out.
“No. It’s not.”
“to?”
“I think that choosing a job where you can use it just because you are good at a specific subject is a complacency attitude. I want to do what I want to do.”
I don’t know anything else, but I’m not as good as engineering school in this lifetime. like the ball.
Perhaps the teacher was surprised to hear my resolute refusal, or he had a startled rabbit-like expression on his face, but he had no choice but to be in the position of being stimulated by PTSD.
“Yeah, that’s right. The teacher was careless. Because what you’re good at and what you like are different.”
As the teacher said that, ahaha, she smiled, closed her notebook, put her hand on her lap with a serious expression, and said.
“Actually, even the teacher didn’t want to be a teacher when she was a student?”
It was quite an interesting story, so I became a listener without realizing it.
“Then what kind of job did you want to have?”
“It’s a bit embarrassing, don’t you laugh when you hear it?”
“Yes, I won’t laugh.”
Then Mizuki-sensei exhaled a little, then inhaled it, and spoke in a voice like an ant crawling.
“Actually, the teacher wanted to become a voice actor. That… I really liked the male character in the robot cartoon I saw on TV when I was in middle school.”
“ah….”
I know roughly what you’re talking about.
“Anyway! So, when I talked about it during career counseling, my homeroom teacher said something like, ‘Mizuki, you can do whatever you want later, wouldn’t it be better to have a stable job before that?’ I’m sorry to say something like this, but when I was in high school, my teacher was a great student. When my homeroom teacher saw it, my grades must have looked like a waste.”
Surely, he seemed to understand why Mizuki-sensei suddenly said this.
Because I am in the same situation as I am now.
“At that time, my teacher thought it was natural to follow the advice of my homeroom teacher. But after I went to university according to my school grades, I regretted it immediately. that I have decided.”
Immediately after, Mizuki-sensei looked me straight in the eye and said in a calm voice.
“So, Kim, think carefully about what you want to become in the future and decide. This is advice I give not as a teacher but as a senior in life.”
“I’ll take note.”
Considering my age before possession, I would be about two years older than my teacher, but emotionally, it was a story that I could definitely relate to.
If I could go back to the past, I would have immediately found a job or opened a chicken restaurant without becoming a graduate student.
After the conversation was over, when a strange silence came, the teacher scratched the back of his head with a bewildered expression and said:
“I’m sorry, sir. Was it too long? Talking with Kim, I was reminded of the past without realizing it.”
“No, personally, it’s been quite helpful.”
As I answered Rika earlier, it was an opportunity to think about the future that I was vaguely thinking about.
I still don’t know what I want to do or what I want to be, but I’m sure I’ll figure it out until I graduate.
I decided to ask one more question before I left the office one last time.
“Do you like your current job as a teacher?”
If someone else recommended you and you are a teacher, your chosen profession will not be very enjoyable.
But Mizuki-sensei nodded her head without any hesitation and said.
“Yeah. I think the current job is good too. Teaching students gives me a strange sense of reward.”
Drooling-
Having heard the desired answer, I pulled up a chair and got up from my seat.
Then, I bowed my head slightly and greeted the teacher who got up from the chair in the same way.
“I’m going to go do some extracurricular activities.”
“Yeah, come in.”
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Mizuki-sensei who smiles kindly and waves her hand.
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Maybe she will become a good teacher in the future.
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It was when Mizuki Nanae realized that she had been one-sidedly misunderstood when she heard the story about Kim Yoo-sung’s parents.
“What is Kim-kun’s future hope?”
“I’m not quite sure yet. So, if there’s nothing I can do, I’m going to take over the family business of my parents later.”
When the family business first came up, Mizuki unknowingly thought of the Yakuza family.
It must have been because of the rumors about Kim Yoo-seong, who was already circulating in school, and the preconceived notions he had created by himself because of his appearance.
So Mizuki asked a question while shaking her voice without realizing it.
“Well, if it’s not excused, what kind of work are your parents engaged in?”
Then, Kim Yu-seong slightly closed his eyes and then opened them, and answered in a calm voice.
“You run a small set meal restaurant in Setagaya.”
The moment he heard those words, Mizuki felt a hard blow in the back of the head without realizing it.
“You mean your parents run a formal restaurant?”
“Yes. Is there something wrong?”
“Huh? No, no. I really want to visit the teacher later.”
he was stupid
If you think about it for a bit, you would have quickly realized that the rumors about Kim Yoo-seong were just nonsense, but I immediately believed it.
He wasn’t the bad boy he thought he was.
Rather, it might be a filial son who is proud of his parents, who run a formal restaurant day and night and are raising their only son.
I was afraid because I was guessing alone.
After the misunderstanding was solved very simply, Mizuki was able to proceed with the consultation with Kim Yoo-sung with a smile.
He still wasn’t used to his large size and blunt face, but it didn’t feel as frightening as before.
It was when we were talking about going to college that the counseling that had been going on like that suddenly stopped.
“No. It’s not.”
This is because when she carelessly recommended that she choose a science and engineering college as a career path, Kim Yoo-sung refused with a firm voice.
“I think that choosing a job where you can use it just because you are good at a specific subject is a complacency attitude. I want to do what I want to do.”
As soon as he heard his words, Mizuki’s memories of the past came to mind.
About 7 years ago, when she was still 17, her homeroom teacher said:
‘Mizuki, since you can do whatever you want later, wouldn’t it be better to have a stable job before that?’
In fact, looking back, that was irresponsible advice anyone could give.
If she had been in the position of a teacher, she would never have said that to a student.
At least try challenging your dream, and if you give up without even trying, you’ll regret it later.
I wanted to convey that feeling to Kim Yoo-sung.
So, we talked about the unreasonable past, but Kim Yoo-seong listened to Mizuki from beginning to end.
After all the talk, she suddenly felt ashamed.
As I tried to explain it by mixing my own experiences, it seemed like I had said everything I didn’t need to say.
“I’m sorry, sir. Was it too long? Talking with Kim, I was reminded of the past without realizing it.”
“No, personally, it’s been quite helpful.”
Kim Yu-seong said that and nodded his head.
When she said it was safe to go back now, Kim Yu-seong asked Mizuki a question just before getting up.
“Do you like your current job as a teacher?”
The answer to that came out of nowhere without thinking.
“Yeah. I think the current job is good too. Teaching students gives me a strange sense of reward.”
Then, Kim Yu-seong nodded as if satisfied, said hello to her and left the classroom.
After finishing the last consultation, Mizuki, who was left alone in the office, looked down at the place where he had stayed for a while and made a firm determination.
From now on, I will no longer judge students based on their appearance.