237 – EP.10 Look at these guys?-2
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The inquiry was no different. A neatly dressed teacher came in and said one simple thing.
I was excited for a while because I was starting school in a different world, but it quickly became boring due to the rewind of a boring documentary tape.
I hope the next dimension you move to after you die is a fantasy world with an academy.
I want to learn magic and create a harem.
If you are loved to death by the opposite s*x, it won’t last long.
“…….”
I felt her gaze and turned her head slightly, and saw Shin Jeong-ah quietly glancing at me.
Stop looking. My face will be pierced.
There might have been a softer way to return him to his seat.
I felt like I pushed him away rather harshly because I wanted to distance myself from the friends I used to hang out with.
Have you already experienced the reaction when you push hard?
Garam, who was planning on tearing down the front door, passed by the crazy look in his eyes and gave me goosebumps.
It should not be strong even if you push it away.
But, I only know this method.
I have never experienced or experienced slowly moving away from a relationship with someone.
Because disconnection and separation always came to me suddenly.
[There’s nothing more to say, right?]
The voice of her girlfriend, whom she thought she had forgotten after being transported to multiple dimensions, played in her head.
Oh, let me correct this. ‘Ex’ girlfriend.
She shook her head, saying there was no need to bring up the memories of her coldly leaving her.
Jeong Sang-hoon looked at me like that with a strange face.
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“Okay, this is the end of the inquiry… Hey Inho? Let me see for a moment.”
Once the assembly was over, my homeroom teacher called my name.
I got up without a word and followed him.
I felt the eyes of countless students on my back, like commendations.
The assembly must have ended around the same time, and students were walking in pairs in the hallway.
Someone was seen sticking their faces into another class to borrow gym clothes, and someone was seen stamping their feet because they couldn’t borrow a book.
Although it was a little different, I followed the teacher, taking in the familiar scenery in my eyes.
After passing through the warm-colored hallway and going down a few flights of stairs, the teacher’s office appeared.
“Come in.”
As I followed my homeroom teacher into the teacher’s office, I saw teachers of various ages sitting in their respective seats.
When I was young, the teacher’s office was a space that was difficult to get into, but now, to me, it just feels like an office for office workers.
When I think about it again, I think about half of the teachers in this teacher’s office are younger than me.
With such thoughts, the image of tired office workers receiving a salary stands out more than the image of a sacred educator.
It seems that the essence of the world is revealed only with time.
“Sit here.”
My homeroom teacher unfolded a simple chair and placed it in front of me.
I put my butt down without saying anything, and my homeroom teacher quenched her throat with water from a mug on the desk.
“So, did anything happen during the suspension?”
I was a little surprised to hear a more favorable voice than I expected, considering that he was dealing with a problem child.
“Yes. Nothing special happened.”
“Yes, I’m glad.”
And then there was a boring silence.
It’s like a blind date with someone you don’t like.
After a few minutes of looking at each other, the bell announcing first period rang throughout the teacher’s office.
I followed several teachers who were fixated on the monitor as they gathered up their class materials and left.
“Well…What didn’t your father say?”
The homeroom teacher said after a long pause.
“Yes. Just told me not to get into an accident.”
“Well, I see. You didn’t talk about the teacher, did you?”
Like a puppy that doesn’t want to poop, the teacher corrected her posture several times.
“Huh…? You didn’t say anything else.”
“Okay, I understand. If anyone asks, just tell me nicely. Class has started. Come on.”
My homeroom teacher sighed in relief and tapped my shoulder a couple of times.
I stood up and looked down at him.
“How can I tell you well?”
Those words came out suddenly.
“Huh?”
“When my father asks, he doesn’t know what to say.”
“Just… Take good care of me… That’s it?”
The homeroom teacher looked away, probably because she was embarrassed to say it with her own mouth.
Ah… That’s it.
I thought I knew why I kept feeling uncomfortable.
“Teacher. Kim Su-ho transferred to a new school, right? I guess his father didn’t contact you?”
Kim Su-ho.
This is the name of the student who was harassed by the original owner of this body.
“…….”
“Ah… I said something unnecessary. I’m sorry.”
I said hello and left the teacher’s office.
A world where perpetrators are proud and victims have to hide in the shadows.
Experiencing a dark short story that I had only seen on the news or in dramas made my stomach ache and my mouth taste bitter.
***
As if to test my resolve to steadily attend class and change the evaluation, the crisis came sooner than expected.
Lunch time.
I couldn’t shake off Shin Jeong-ah’s persistent pressure to go eat together.
In the hallway leading to the cafeteria, I met the original gang that I had only seen through messengers.
“Oh, are you here?”
Kim Jin-tae. It was his name on his school uniform top.
He greeted me warmly, looking quite fierce.
I took the lead, smiling awkwardly, and Shin Jeong-ah seemed to have let go of her resentment from her assembly and chattered next to me.
Including Kim Jin-tae, Sung Yun-ho, Jeong A-ra, and Mi-jeong Lee joined.
As we were walking down the hallway in a group, other children came up to the wall and made way for us.
It’s not a Ssangpalnyeon or Iljin cartoon, and it was so contrived that I was speechless for a moment.
Students had already formed a long line in front of the cafeteria.
“Wow, open the line.”
Sung Yun-ho said.
“Hey, what are you doing?”
I stood silently at the end of the line, and Kim Jin-tae, who saw me, laughed as if it was absurd.
“You have to wait in line.”
When I pointed to the line with my chin, Jintae Kim widened her eyes as if she was in culture shock.
It was a bonus that Shin Jeong-ah, who was next to me, looked at me with a sad look on her face.
“What happened during your suspension?”
Kim Jin-tae’s serious face turned towards me.
I answered this with a shrug.
“I guess suspension from school is scary. He’s such a f*cking idiot. Hey, did you get hit by your dad?”
Kim Jin-tae smiled bitterly as he looked around the gang.
I felt a little offended by the dismissive remarks, but these were actually coming from a kid who is 10 years older than me.
In times like this, it would be right to deal with it like an adult.
“Oh! Sorry. It was a mistake.”
As she was thinking that, a male student who was talking with her friends bumped into Shin Jeong-ah.
Shin Jeong-ah, who was defenseless, was pushed in front of her and stumbled greatly. She immediately swept up her long hair and glared fiercely at the student who bumped into her.
“Oh, f*ck.”
Wow, Jeong-ya. Your swearing diction is so bad. Do you want to go on Show Me the Money?
As if Shin Jeong-ah’s swearing had rang a bell, Kim Jin-tae walked up with long strides and pushed her male student on the shoulder.
A male student with shaved shoulders looked at Kim Jin-tae with a puzzled expression.
“Well, I made a mistake too.”
Her male student’s pupils began to shake at Kim Jin-tae’s attitude as she smiled while spreading her chest.
Perhaps she is measuring the outcome of a fight?
After calculating for a while, he apologized again to Shin Jeong-ah.
Still, Shin Jeong-ah seemed to be still angry and continued to curse her softly.
From then on, Kim Jin-tae began acting suspiciously.
He subtly turned his body towards the student from earlier, pretending to have a conversation with us, and then stretched out loudly.
His fist stretched out backwards and hit the boy on the side of the head.
The male student who was suddenly hit by his fist stumbled without even moaning.
“Oh, sorry. Were you there?”
Kim Jin-tae chuckled and laughed at the male student.
Although the male student was trembling in humiliation, he could not look in this direction properly.
His friends put up a timid resistance, pulling the friend who had been hit by an unexpected blow towards them.
Shin Jeong-ah’s swearing continued, and Kim Jin-tae did not stop.
Kim Jin-tae tapped the student’s forehead with his finger.
“Why?”
– Tuk Tuk
With each movement of her fingers, the student’s head tilted back.
“Hey, stop.”
I couldn’t leave it any longer, so I spoke quietly, but Kim Jin-tae didn’t stop, probably because he couldn’t hear me.
The force of Kim Jin-tae’s fingers grew stronger, and the student’s neck creaked pitifully as he was pushed back.
“Are you telling me to stop?”
I approached Jin-tae Kim from behind and stopped him more actively by placing a hand on his shoulder.
“Ah~ Let go.”
What was Kim Jin-tae so angry about? He shook his shoulder loudly and shook my hand away.
…Look at this guy?
“Plug it in? Huh? Plug it in?”
– Tuk Tuk
Now he kicks the opponent’s joint with his foot.
A feeling of humiliation was gradually building in the eyes of the student who was being kicked.
“Are you scared?”
Kim Jin-tae seemed to like that, smiling heartily and holding up his palm.
Are you trying to do something with your hands?
The whole process seemed like slow motion to me.
Ah… That won’t work.
You should get hit.
I grabbed Kim Jin-tae’s shoulder and turned him around.
While Kim Jin-tae suddenly turns his body and turns his eyes to understand his situation, he kicks his knee with a low kick.
“Evil!”
His body broke as he screamed.
I raised his hand high and swung it downward, just as he did.
– Mate!
Kim Jin-tae’s face turns violently.
Handjjigeom is an attack that focuses more on humiliation than pain.
I swung my hand again at Kim Jin-tae, who looked up at me with a bewildered expression.
– Mate!
“I told you to stop.”
– Mate!
Inho! Shin Jeong-ah clung to me.
I twisted her body slightly and pulled her away.
– Mate!
– Mate!
– Mate!
Kim Jin-tae’s cheeks turned red as he slapped him repeatedly.
It will swell over time.
“Hey… You… f*ck…”
Kim Jin-tae stuttered, probably not expecting me to hit him like this.
Eyes filled with bewilderment and anger.
But, if you look at it that way, what are you going to do?
I forced his body up, grabbed his collar, and lifted him up so that he could barely stand on tiptoe.
“Hey… Kim Jin-tae.”
“…….”
“Jintae.”
“…….”
“I’m calling you. Your name is Jintae.”
“…Uh.”
It was very unpleasant to see me with such irreverent eyes, but I decided to let it go.
Because I am an adult.
“Let’s stand in line quietly and have a meal, okay?”
I look up at him with a grin.
Kim Jin-tae had a snowball fight with me for a while.
I don’t know the details of what kind of struggle is going on inside him.
However, I can only vaguely guess that he is torn between resistance and submission.
“…Yes.”
And as if the conflict was over, Kim Jin-tae lowered his eyes to one side.
I let go of his hand on his collar and tapped his shoulder.
“Hey, but what’s on the menu today?”
When I spoke to him in a friendly manner as if nothing had happened, Kim Jin-tae treated me as if I was seeing a crazy person in his life.
I feel a bit sad.
You can fight with friends.