7 – Middle School Student
What’s in the bag… Jina’s school uniform. It will definitely come in the 2nd semester..! Because, if she doesn’t come out of school this time again… She’ll probably be paid. Jina herself knows how bad that is.
It wasn’t that Jin-ah took one because she liked her. It’s just that he can’t do without me. I didn’t really feed them, but I washed them and helped them with the laundry. Okay.
Because he’s the kind of kid who can’t do anything by himself, so all he can do is help. There are no other emotions.
I opened the back door awkwardly because it was a new semester… A girl I didn’t know was sitting in Jin-ah’s seat.
She didn’t come to school during vacation, so maybe she stupidly opened another class…? I checked, but definitely our class. Light brown hair, and half-closed brown eyes.
A neatly dressed school uniform. A bag that looks brand new.
Are you a transfer student…?
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Did Jina eventually transfer to another school? She thought to. At that time, did she even notice that the girl sitting in Jin-ah’s seat noticed my gaze as she was looking at her?
She turns her head this way.
“Yoo Seon-ah..! Good morning..!”
“Huh..?”
A familiar voice. When I see her waving her hand at me with a bright smile, it’s definitely Jina.
I feel like I got hit in the head with her hammer..! If you watch a fairy tale or something like that, a snail becomes a pretty lady, and her frog suddenly turns into a pretty princess.
I thought that kind of thing only happens in fairy tales. How could this happen..? No, what the hell happened in the months that I didn’t go to school..?
“….Wow..! Who are you..?! You’re a transfer student..!”
“The teacher is in the teacher’s office…? Can I guide you…?!”
“Wow… The bag is beautiful, what maker is this…? It’s the first time I’ve seen it”
“Are you wearing perfume…? My body smells good”
As soon as I came in, people rushed in from right behind me… And wrapped around Jin-ah. I started asking about things.
That… Some time ago, when I went to the market with the director. Just the scenery..! Because it literally starts to fill up with nowhere to set foot,
The class next to me just came to see me- Another grade came to see me…
“Yaya- What is..? What is..? Who is fighting..? Uh..? Lee Jin-ah..? Who is he, is he a transfer student..?”
“…What is it…? Does he have a boyfriend…?”
“Your hair is really very small…? Unlike anyone else”
“…….Hey, did you tell me that..? Do you want to die..?”
The seat next to Jina is mine.
Kids I don’t even know their names sit on my chair as they please, and put their butts on the desk…
“Hey! What! Shin Hyeon-Jun..! Aren’t you going to your class soon..?! Did you see something..?! We’re going to class! Ah, get off quickly”
It was only after the homeroom teacher came that the situation could be calmed down.
“Haa…”
Is it because I got caught in a crowd of people and got a question bomb?
Jina looked exhausted.
….Actually. I have a lot of questions too. Why didn’t you come to school? Again – Why did my style suddenly change like this…
I wanted to ask if I put on perfume like the other kids… Well, there were a lot of things I wanted to ask… But I just didn’t ask.
It’s just… Something… It seems like I’m tired of asking something right now.
I came in my school uniform.
That was also made by the three companies. If you buy a winter uniform and a cardigan, you have to pay about 40.
I hid the sleeves of my clothes with the back of my hand for no reason. Because… I just didn’t want to reveal that this was a group purchase.
“It’s a new semester. Before class- I’ve heard too many people smoking cigarettes in our school uniform these days, so I decided to check my belongings..!
Now. Everyone, pour out all the stuff in your bags on the desk.”
“Ah- I don’t like…”
“Ooh-“
-Taktak!
“It’s better to say it when it’s nice”
The homeroom teacher suppresses complaints and dissatisfaction by hitting the classroom table a few times. It’s annoying.
Ignorant bastards, wearing school uniforms and smoking…? I don’t know who it was, but it got very annoying.
It’s really healing to just do nothing and look out the window in the morning, but I can’t even do that… I’m going to get stabbed anyway. Because there is nothing-
“…Uh…?”
Coming to think of it, isn’t there something to be stabbed at? A school uniform for Jina in the bag now. Well, I don’t need all of them now, but I have one anyway..!
No, another female student’s uniform just came out of the bag… What will the teacher think when he sees it..? What the hell am I supposed to say..?
“Kang Yoo-seon. I should have told you to take out the things in your bag..?”
“…Uh, so no… That’s…”
As if snatching it, the homeroom teacher snatches my bag. Then, in front of the classmates, he poured out everything in the bag.
Water bottle, pencil case. Reference books, knits, shirts, and even skirts. My homeroom teacher was always like that. Pretending to have no sense of authority—talking as if it understands us all,
Always at important moments, she tried to do everything on her own without respecting our opinions at all.
“…What is it..? Isn’t this a skirt..?”
“…”
I know that…! And the f*cking other kids know it’s a skirt. Are you really satisfied with waving it like a flag?
I want to follow. If there is a mouse hole, I want to go in and hide. Why do I have to suffer like this…? I just… I just wanted to do something nice.
I just want to be acknowledged by those who acknowledge me… Why… Do I have to be treated so shamefully…?
All the eyes of the classmates are focused.
-Sugeunsug.
I can hear everything they say among themselves…!
“Hey, Lee Jin-ah…? Why is his school uniform here..?”
The homeroom teacher… Is not such a good educator. It’s just always been that way. Like a person without any sense of authority- Teacher. Like I want to approach you as a friend, not as an adult.
Whether we like it or not, just…. They get tangled together and pour out vulgar stories. I don’t even understand what I’m thinking or what I want to do.
I just spit out whatever I want to say, and then when I get hurt and put on a bad expression… I said it was a joke and only I made a strange person.
Why are you making such a face at Sensei..!? Do you know that everything you’re doing is a disgrace? You have to protect what you protect..! Anyway, I’m not your friend..!
You say that again- and then you feel relieved by yourself, and again- you say something strange to yourself…!
“You’re at that age, isn’t that the age where your blood boils just by looking at a girl’s skirt? It seems like you can smell chestnut flowers.
What are you two dating? Hey jinah Why is your school uniform in Kang Yu-seon’s bag..?”
Jinah’s ears turned red. …
“…Don’t do that…!”
“Hey, what is it..? That way of speaking..? Huh? Doesn’t it make you feel bad? Don’t you close your eyes..? You don’t open your eyes…?”
“What do you think I did…”
“Hey- look at the way you tell the teacher that you’re next to this bastard’s girlfriend~
You man. You shouldn’t do that to me… Seriously- I know you live really hard and care for you a lot, but you’re like this~ You’re rebelling against the teacher.”
“I didn’t rebel… What did I do”
“Hey”
-f*ck!
Stroke the head to the left! Go back The first thing I saw was Jina’s wide open eyes..! And the shocked expressions of the classmates..!
Then, when she turned her head to the right, she could see her body in a daily hanbok, her homeroom teacher’s face dyed red as if her face were about to explode.
The body of the homeroom teacher, one head smaller than me, began to float high into the sky. Maybe it’s because I’m wearing a hanbok for everyday life, I feel like a soldier walking in midair.
My stomach hurts!
“This bastard really wants me to see and see, so it looks like a cloth..! Hey! What is his habit of talking to the teacher..! Turn over, bastard!”
I was pushed to the locker…! My head is dizzy. I think I’m going crazy..! A beep and tinnitus in her ears,
-Paak!
And the fragments of a single fire fly in the air- My head is hot.
“You bastard, f*ck me, I felt so sorry for her, but she was so arrogant and so rude..!”
“Stop it!! f*ck!!”
It felt like he was kicking me like a soccer ball, so I got up and pushed my homeroom teacher away!
This can’t be helped…! Seriously, if I get hit by something like that again, I really think I’ll die…
-Cudangtang!
“Kyaa-“
“Teacher..!!!”
“Uh…? Uh uh…?”
The homeroom teacher didn’t seem to have expected what I would do if he hit me like that.
The homeroom teacher who got stuck on a nearby desk… Was looking up at me with a bewildered expression.
“Hey! Yuseon Kang! Are you crazy..?! How could you push the teacher away..!”
“…Yoo..Yoo Seon-ah…!”
“What the f*ck..! What did I do wrong..!!!!!…Without knowing anything…! Everyone says something only to me..!”
I slung the bag hanging from my seat over my shoulder and roughly pushed the crowd that was blocking me like a barricade.
3)
“No~ Our Yoo Seon-i isn’t that kind of kid, but there must have been a misunderstanding between us… But he’s kind..! No, he’s really nice… No, teacher… Yes, please take care of me. Yes. … I think there was a misunderstanding between each other.
Yes, sir. Then I’ll see you soon in the teachers’ room.”
Crook. The director crawled on my class teacher so much that my waist was at a right angle, and the next day, the director took my hand and held a 24k gold-plated tie pin to visit my homeroom teacher.
– Wrong. Just once… Leniency…!
The director knelt down on his knees and begged for his hands to wear out, and from that day on, the homeroom teacher never joked with me.
That’s how I… I became a second year middle school student, and this time I was able to be in the same class as Jina.