109 – Ominous flag(6)
How long have you been standing there?
If I hadn’t been sleeping, I would have been listening to some extent.
In fact, I already had a rough guess from the first day I met Han Min-ha.
At least that Song Do-yoon, who was in the next room, would have noticed what was going on between us.
Song Do-yoon is not an idiot.
But I don’t know what she thinks about it.
This is because Song Do-yoon was always consistent in everything with that heartless expression of courtesy and did not show any signs.
But one thing was certain.
Song Do-yoon may have come to hate me.
This is Song Do-yoon, who was attracted to Han Min-ha as a homosexual and joined our team.
Han Min-ha mixes with her homeroom professor every night in the next room.
And the homeroom professor usually pretends to be polite but doesn’t reject the students who come every night.
Yes, I knew this day would come someday.
“professor.”
“Yes, student Doyoon.”
“Where are you going?”
“I was going to go out and get some fresh air.”
“Then I’ll go with you.”
“Okay. It’s cold. Bring a coat.”
I had no intention of avoiding it, and I intend to answer truthfully to the questions Song Do-yoon asks.
In the end, everything had to be revealed, and in the process, unnecessary misunderstandings should be minimized.
I went out to a wide garden with Song Do-yoon, who was wearing a thick padding.
The midwinter night was cold, and when I breathed in, my nose felt itchy.
“Isn’t it cold?”
When I asked with white steam coming out of his mouth, Song Do-yoon, who buried his chin in his padding, shook his head.
We walked through the garden in silence for a while.
Song Do-yoon lowered his head slightly, looked at the floor, and only snorted, but did not say anything.
I also intended to wait until she spoke.
Anyway, the beginning is up to Song Do-yoon.
“professor.”
When they reached the furthest point from Yu Hee-won’s house after half a turn around the garden, Song Do-yoon stopped walking and opened his mouth.
“Yes, student Doyoon.”
“The noise with Han Min-ha is so loud that I can’t sleep.”
“I’m sorry. I’ll try to lower the volume, but student Min-ha shuts up… No, I’m sorry. I made it loud.”
“Please be careful from now on. I’m very tired during the day.”
“Yes, I understand.”
Then, Song Do-yoon started walking again.
no way… Did you follow me to talk about that?
Song Do-yoon, who had finished rounding the garden and came to the front door, continued walking without entering.
Song Do-yoon, who went halfway around the garden again, asked.
“Professor. Did you decide to go out with Han Min-ha?”
“Well, I haven’t even talked about that yet.”
“Then are you a sex fan?”
It was an unexpected remark, but fortunately the mental barrier blocked it properly.
“I’m not sure about that either. To be honest, I don’t think there are words that can clearly express the relationship between Minha and I.”
“Then it seems like it’s just a level where lonely people comfort each other.”
“I don’t think you’re wrong. But…”
“I’ll keep it a secret. We’re both adults anyway, and we’ll be in trouble if the professor gets fired from the academy in disgrace.”
“thanks.”
Song Do-yoon looked at me silently for a while and then asked.
“Does that make you feel lonely?”
“It’s not about doing it. It’s about who you’re doing it with.”
“Is that so. What kind of presence is Han Min-ha to Professor.”
“A loner like me.”
“okay.”
After that, Song Do-yoon closed his mouth and looked at the night view of the city in the distance.
“I’m sorry, Student Doyoon.”
“What.”
“The thing that made a lot of noise. The thing with student Min-ha. The thing that failed to keep the professor’s dignity and let him down.”
Song Do-yoon smiled as if mocking and said.
“You’ve already apologized for being noisy, and what you did with Han Min-ha has nothing to do with me. And if it’s the professor’s stature, well. I wonder if any man like Han Min-ha would come over to me if he spread his legs and seduces me.”
“Thank you for understanding. But Minha has nothing to do with it…”
“Professor thinks I like Han Min-ha.”
I didn’t know what to answer, but I decided to be honest.
Song Do-yoon is a smart kid. When you talk to a kid like that, it’s best to just say it openly.
“I know that Doyun had feelings for Heewon in the past. And I guess that the reason why he joined our team was because he moved his mind from Heewon to Minha. I didn’t even bother asking.”
“My mind wandered.”
“What exactly does that mean?”
“I don’t know either. It’s just…”
Song Do-yoon asked, still keeping his eyes on the night view.
“If you are a homeroom professor, how far can you interfere?”
“He guides all aspects of the student advisor. Not only grades, but also personal difficulties.”
“is that so.”
“Tell me.”
“Here. It’s a bit cold, but I think I can speak properly only when it’s cold.”
“Do whatever you feel comfortable with.”
“I’ve been gay since I was a kid. I’ve been a man-hater, to be exact. Because of my dad.”
Song Do-yoon, who was silent for a moment, opened his mouth.
“My dad was an alcoholic. He couldn’t live without alcohol and women even for a day… he was a piece of trash that shouldn’t have a family.”
This is another story I’ve heard for the first time.
The true story of Song Do-yoon, which could not be found in the personal information or in the interview record entered by Professor Yoo Hyun-joo.
“I had no ability or talent, so I earned my living day by day, but most of the money went to my liquor store. There was never a moment when I wasn’t drunk. And you know what incompetent alcoholic fathers always do, right?”
“Domestic violence.”
“That’s right. My dad used violence against my mom, me, and younger brother and pushed them against their backs to make money. And if no one was home, he would call a woman and do it on the bed in the master bedroom.”
“Yes…?”
I never thought that I would hear from the mouth of a student advisor a story that only appeared in impoverished modern novels or movies.
“Sometimes I or my sister come home first and see the scene. At those times, my dad told us to think about it because we’re going to do everything anyway when we grow up.”
It was a story that was difficult to put into words, but Song Do-yoon was calm.
Perhaps that is how Doyoon Song protects himself from external stimuli and stress.
Like my mental barrier.
“After my father died at the construction site, I was honestly happy. Now it’s finally liberation. The three remaining members of my family will be able to live a happy life, albeit lacking. But, as you know, my mother has become like that too.”
Song Do-yoon closed his mouth for a moment and slowly exhaled the trembling steam.
“From then on, I hated men. I don’t know if it’s because I’ve never seen a proper man other than my dad.”
“I see. I understand.”
“But now everything is starting to get confusing.”
“Tell me what you’re confused about. I’ll help you.”
However, it seems that Song Do-yoon ended there.
Song Do-yoon, who was staring at me with indifferent eyes, said.
“You have to take care of us until you graduate.”
suddenly a different sound.
Something’s going on, but it’s not like you can talk to me yet.
However, even if you hold on to it and ask questions, if it is Song Do-yoon’s personality, you will never tell him.
So I just laughed.
“Of course not.”
“It would be difficult to get Han Min-ha pregnant midway through and take parental leave.”
“hahahaha… I’m on birth control, so don’t worry.”
“I don’t think it’s something that only the professor is careful about.”
“What do you mean?”
“Do you know? Maybe I’ll tear the contraceptive tool with my fingernails without the professor’s knowledge.”
When I sent a questioning expression, Song Do-yoon explained.
“She seems to be impatient with wanting to get pregnant. Not too long ago, while standing on a handstand in the living room on the third floor, she was surprised to see me and fell to the floor. I also saw her massaging her lower tummy by herself.”
“Ah, yes. I see…”
“Because you’re stupid. They think that that way the child will be good. So don’t be vigilant.”
I didn’t care at all, so I just laughed.
The mental barrier did not show any reaction as if it were absurd.
Song Do-yoon looked at me smiling and chinned.
“Go in now, professor. Who knows if Han Min-ha will be weaving again because no one is there.”
“Okay. Let’s go in.”
Song Do-yoon and I crossed the garden side by side and entered the front door.
“Then good night. If you’re going to go in and do it again, please turn down the volume.”
Standing in front of the door, Song Do-yoon bowed his head and said an embarrassing goodbye.
“I’ll try. Good night then.”
When I entered the room, Han Min-ha was lying down and blinking at me looking this way.
“Where have you been?”
“Let’s get some fresh air.”
“Then come here. I’m awake too.”
Han Min-ha lifted up the blanket and showed off her body and smiled.
really… That kid is endless… .
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After Professor Gyo-hyeon entered the room, Song Do-yoon stood like that for a long time with her forehead pressed to the door.
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Moments later, Han Min-ha’s moans were heard from inside.
“Eup! Eup!”
Because of Song Do-yoon’s caution, Professor Hyun seemed to have covered his mouth so that he wouldn’t moan loudly.
Hearing the sound, Song Do-yoon sighed lightly.
In the end, Song Do-yoon couldn’t speak.
After the night I found out that Han Min-ha and Professor Hyun had their first relationship, I missed the timing to express my feelings of extreme confusion.
It wasn’t that I missed the timing.
I just didn’t have the courage.
She knows that both Yoo Hee-won and Han Min-ha have a close relationship with Gyo-hyeon in their own ways.
Of course, just because other kids do it, there is no law that Song Do-yoon has to do it too.
But Song Do-yoon likes Professor Hyeon.
It was an obvious fact that I intentionally tried to ignore, but now I can no longer ignore it.
After escaping from Goshawk’s clutches, his heart, which began to shake, became out of control as he confirmed Professor Gyo-hyeon’s caring and upright character.
A completely different man from the trashy father. A man so perfect that it’s hard to believe he exists in the world.
At first, I held myself back several times saying no, but it’s hard anymore.
I also want to be loved by the professor.
but… There is no place for me to fit in.
I’m a sullen lesbian who came in late, and those three bonded with each other from the beginning.
If I intervene, it will be difficult for everyone, starting with the professor.
And… I don’t have the confidence to stand side by side with Yoo Hee-won and Han Min-ha.
I fall behind them in every way.
so… I just have to worry about not starving to death by graduating quietly.
A beggar from a mountain village with a dirty spoon can’t even grasp the topic.
I didn’t even know what I was trying to say to the professor.
Song Do-yun slowly crouched down and hugged his knees.
Then, with her shoulder leaning against the door, she quietly overheard the sound of Professor Gyo-hyeon and Han Min-ha mingling.