11 – Episode 11: Yanggaeng
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Yesterday was truly the happiest Sunday of all my life.
Because I watched movies with Eunha, played games, and drew dolls.
I hope there will be only such a thing every week in the future.
“We’re going to elect the class president during ethics class today, so prepare those who want to be class president. More.”
As soon as the homeroom teacher finished the meeting and left, I sat down on my desk.
Ha- It’s so comfortable. To be able to lie on the desk like this at this time.
If it was a company, there would have been a lot of people looking at it with a not good eye.
The galaxy next to me stared at me who was drooling and asked.
“Isn’t Hangyul interested in the class president election?”
“Yes. I’m the kind of person who never goes anywhere to be class president, team leader, or team leader.”
“Why? Wouldn’t it be nice to write it down in the life log?”
“Um- not really? In the first place, I went to college on time, because I plan to go.”
“I see. I thought it would look good if I was a class president.”
“I would like to take on something, but I don’t really want to take on it. hahahaha.”
In the first place, the fact that it’s a ‘jang’ itself is not a bothersome thing.
While there are so many things to worry about, there is one more thing to pay attention to.
Since human will is limited, it must be used efficiently in the right place.
For example, the place where I use my will the most right now is the galaxy.
Since I am studying additionally, I did not want to spend my will elsewhere.
“What about the galaxy? Aren’t you interested in the class president election?”
“I’m not particularly interested either. It’s not like you’re going to enter a school, so what?”
“Is the galaxy even regular?”
“Huh? I’m preparing, but I think I’ll go to essay writing or subject. I have to get the lowest grade, so I study on time.”
“Does the galaxy have any plans?”
“A- No. Did Han Kyul decide what to do?”
I hesitated for a moment at Eunha’s question.
In the first place, I thought that living a normal life would be good, so there was no such thing as a dream.
To me, normality was a life prepared for my house, my car, and my old age.
But that mediocrity was much harder to achieve than I thought.
I struggled hard, but my dream only got further away as I lived.
Is it a little different in this life?
“I… Just business administration? Accounting department? Real estate department?”
“I see. Is there any special reason?”
“What? Still, I thought it would suit my aptitude well and I wanted to go to a department related to money. What about the galaxy?”
I know the dream of the galaxy.
Unlike me, I have a sparkling dream.
Eunha asked me to guess if she was a bit shy.
“Hangyeol is mind-reading. Guess it.”
I’ve been guessing too many times lately, so I’ll have to get it a little different today.
“Hmm- Apparel and Clothing Department? I think it will suit Eunha well.”
“hahahaha. Wrong. Still, thank you for the nice words.”
“Then Marketing Department? Advertising department? I think you will do well.”
“Ding-! It’s a bit similar, though.”
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Eunha’s dream is to create ‘beautiful videos’.
The shape doesn’t matter. Making a video that someone will find beautiful to watch.
That was Eunha’s dream.
“I don’t know. Give me a hint.”
“Um- can I just tell you?”
“Yes. Tell me. I am very curious.”
“I want to make beautiful videos.”
“Beautiful video? What is that?”
“A video that makes passers-by stop in their tracks thinking that video is pretty.”
A dream to do something like me, not a job.
Eunha’s face was shining as she boldly spoke about her dreams.
When I look at Eunha’s face like that, I smile without realizing it.
“That’s cool. Eunha can do it.”
“Uh..?”
Maybe it was because he said something that was slightly unfamiliar.
Eun-ha hesitated for a moment and laughed.
I don’t know anything, so I have nothing more to say, but I was rooting for you.
“hehehe. Thank you.”
Seeing the smiling Eunha made my heart beat again.
After the short conversation, the class bell rang right away.
Now that I know the information about the entrance exam to some extent, I devoted myself to the class in earnest.
As the class went on, the knowledge I had forgotten came back to life in my head.
It wasn’t as hard as I thought, probably because it was fun to come up with each one.
After all, it seems that it is not difficult if you feel the need for something.
I didn’t really want to do it in high school.
After the 1st period, 2nd period, 3rd period, and 4th period, lunch time came.
Now naturally, Eunha and I walked to the restaurant together.
Standing side by side, we waited for our turn, received our meals, and settled down facing each other.
I ate my food while smiling at Eunha’s expression as she put food into her small mouth.
“Eunha. This.”
As soon as I left the restaurant, I handed the orange candy in my pocket to Eunha.
“Ah-thank you. Does Hangyul always have candy in his pocket?”
“Of course not. Orange-flavored candy that never dries.”
“hahahaha! What is it. Ah- What kind of snacks does Han-gyeol like?”
“Huh? Orange flavored candy.”
“Anything else besides that?”
“Um… Yanggaeng?”
“Eh?”
Actually, I ate yokan every day.
Now, in my original life, not in this Lee Han-gyeol life, my only snacks were yokan and orange-flavored candy.
When I was young, when I was raised by my grandmother, the only snack that her grandmother permitted was yokan.
“Wow… It’s the first time I’ve seen someone who likes yanggaeng.”
“Ha ha ha! Not common In middle school, there were kids who made fun of it because it was a concept.”
“Oh really? It must have been unfair.”
“Not at all. The kids I played with in elementary school spoke for him, saying he was like this from the 1st grade.”
Ah- I’ve moved too much.
In the first place, in Lee Hangyul’s life, he didn’t seem to care about yanggaeng.
“Then, instead of going to class, would you like to go to the store and eat yanggaeng?”
“Huh? I left it in my purse bag.”
“I’ll buy it for you! Let’s go to the canteen.”
“Thank you, I will eat it.”
“Yeah-!”
I didn’t go back to class and went straight to the canteen.
But there was one thing I overlooked.
During lunchtime, the canteen was very crowded.
I wondered if I could break through the canteen, which is disorder itself…
“Eunha. There are too many people. Just next time- Huh?”
I just wanted to go back, but the galaxy was rolling up its arms.
Eunha looked up at me with a spleen expression.
“Hangyeol-ah. Then I’ll go!”
“Yes?”
“Wait here!”
Eun-ha jumped into her crowd with two thousand-won bills in her hands.
“That, that… Isn’t it dangerous?”
The galaxy was hit and run and pushed out of her crowd several times.
Once, twice… Each time he was pushed out, Eunha’s head got more and more messed up.
Then, with her hair disheveled, she bought a piece of Yeonyanggaeng and stood in front of me.
“Hey, here-! It’s Yeon Yang Gaeng. Hangyeol.”
Eunha handed me a yokan without tidying her messy hair.
As soon as I was handed the yokan, I burst into laughter.
“Poop-! hahahahaha-! Look at Eunha’s hair. It’s a complete mess.”
“Ooh, don’t laugh-! I have to endure this much to go to the canteen during lunchtime.”
“hahahahaha-! Oh really… I can’t eat it because I’m so grateful?!”
“Huh?! No. Then it doesn’t make any sense! Eat right now.”
“Ha ha ha ha ha! Oh, I’m sorry! It’s so funny.”
“Ooh, don’t laugh… !”
“Oh, sorry. It’s really cute, I’m dying Eunha. Oh, it’s a pear..!”
Seeing me like that, Eunha also smiled and smiled.
“Oh really! Stop laughing.”
“I’ll eat well, Eunha. Shall I save it?”
“I’ll buy it for you next time, so don’t save it.”
“Yes. Buy it next time.”
“Yes. I will.”
I carefully removed the gold wrapping paper from the yokan box.
Before taking a big bite, I asked Eunha if she would like to eat.
“Do you want to try the galaxy?”
“Can I? I’ve never had one.”
“Try it now.”
“Yes. Give me a little.”
I held onto the wrapping paper and handed the cut yokan to Eunha.
Eunha observed the yanggaeng with a profound expression and put it in her mouth.
I wondered what the messy galaxy would say.
“Um… “
“How is it?”
“Hmm… “
“Isn’t it delicious?”
“Ugh… “
Eunha tilted her head.
Then, with a gulp, Eunha swallowed the yokan.
“I don’t think it’s my taste.”
“hahahaha! This can be happen.”
“It didn’t taste bad though.”
“Then would you like more?”
“Oh no! Are you okay! Eat all of them.”
“Keukeuk- I’ll eat well.”
I took a big bite of the yokan that Eunha bought me.
I tasted yanggaeng for the first time in a while, so it tasted even better.
Eunha looked up at me like that.
“Why?”
“No. I ate really well.”
“Ha ha ha! What is that? Are you afraid that you will like it fakely?”
“No. I was a little curious and looked at it. Let’s go to class soon.”
“Yes.”?
Upon arriving at the classroom, Eun-ha immediately took out a toothbrush and toothpaste from the locker.
“Hangyeol-ah. Aren’t you going to brush your teeth?”
“Huh? Oh, I have some leftover yanggaeng, so I’m going to finish eating and brushing my teeth.”
“Okay. But it’s not too late for lunch, right?”
“Yes. I will.”
After Eunha left the classroom, I ate the remaining yokan little by little.
“It’s getting more today. My teeth will rot.”