Great Novelist

He was in uniform. It was a uniform with a school name on it. I had a simple breakfast and left home earlier than usual. It was still early, so no one was on the side of the road. I slowly took a step. As I walked along the slope, I felt energized. Going to school was going up the hill. You have to climb up to get to a school close to the mountains. Once you reach the building, climb the stairs again. He was the first one to arrive in the classroom. I arrived much earlier than I did in school. I had work to do. I put down my bag and opened the window. The playground was deserted.

I looked down for a moment and headed to the office. There was a class.

“Teacher.”

When I called the teacher, I turned around.

“I'm here.”

“Yes.”

He looked no different than usual. But it was different from before. The room stood up and took a silent walk. I followed closely. It was the counsel room connected to the office. I once saw children with all their school grades use this place for career counseling. The desk occupying the center of the counseling room was clumsy. There was a green cloth between the glass and a piece of paper that said something about a career path. It was all too much.

“You're a coincidence. ”

The class asked with a slightly awkward tone. It's probably the first sentence I've ever uttered in my life.

“Yes.”

My eyebrows twitched.

“Really?"

“I really do.”

The lecture that stared at him was unbelievable, or the fact that the writer was his disciple was unbelievable.

“Can you get me documents to prove it? ”

“What kind of papers are those? ”

What kind of paperwork do I have to prove myself to be? The class could not even answer kindly. The answer that pierced the silence was shoddy.

“Well, you know what? Evidence that you published the book. You can ask the publisher. ”

If you're a coincidence, I hear a hidden trail. He recalled the chaos he faced in front of the publisher. I'm sorry for the class, but I didn't intend to submit the documents. Because I don't have to. He said, calculating the issue for a while.

“It might take a while. ”

“Yes, I ask you as soon as possible. ”

The class hung up there. I knew what to say next. He said he had been teaching students for 30 years, but this was the first time.

“But the university will be comfortable. If you really are a coincidence. ”

This time he said without hiding it. It was wrapped as a joke. Hearing a light smile, he gave a thought to his mind.

“I'd like to leave. ”

“Huh?"

“Leaving.”

The class repeated the word "drop out" several times and said.

“I don't like dropping out. ”

When I spit out the sentence, the room looked comfortable. Because he has been teaching students for 30 years and has met several times students who are looking to drop out.

“It's the semester anyway. I'm in third grade. I've already filled the attendance days. I understand your situation, so I'd rather be absent. ”

The class did not say that it must come to school.

“I have a withdrawal procedure that takes time. I need a consult for a few weeks. By the time you drop out of school, the others will be graduating. ”

The class added a slight exaggeration and forced him to resign. He didn't care if he didn't have to come to school. The school will be noisy. According to his own experience. If you're in another grade, you may have been thinking about going to school, but you're in the third grade, and the third graders are studying in isolation spaces with the other grades. After hiding his face, I wanted to care as much as possible after revealing my face to the people who saw the damage. From the beginning, I didn't have much sense in school. The only regret was the doorway. I had no intention of dropping out. I never wanted to graduate. But I asked.

“If the other guys graduate when I drop out of school, shouldn't I be able to drop out? ”

The class saw itself with the eyes of a child who did not know the world. He realized that he didn't know how long he had lived. His advice was a moment of losing persuasion.

“There's no diploma. ”

The class insisted as if it was the right answer.

“Regret it.”

I regret it. He nods. He regretted going to college. How about this time? Maybe I'll regret it. Maybe so. Regret always sticks with the back. Unfortunately, most choices have backs. It means that you can regret everything in your past. While reviewing the teacher's words, he said.

“I don't think I'm stuck. ”

“Huh?"

“Why, you said you'd regret dropping out. You know you have regrets, but you have to do it when you're stuck. But I think I can drop out. ”

The class is a little confused and treats itself like a mutant.

“That's because you're a coincidence. ”

He laughed.

“Now you believe I'm a coincidence. ”

Someone walks in the door. He was Moon's teacher. He greeted him. Mr. Moon welcomed me. He told his class.

“The principal wants to see you. And him, too. ”

The meeting took place. He opened the door and walked to the principal's office on the same floor. In the meantime, there were quite a few students who went to school. The students standing in front of the classroom opened their eyes as they saw themselves coming out of the hallway. And he quickly became a face that wanted to go to places where their voices were not closed. He seems to have a lot to say about himself. I entered the principal's office as they wished.

“Hello."

The principal sat on a leather chair. The principal asked them to sit down and wait for him to do something. He takes a small breath. The principal's office smelled of red ginseng. Shortly after, the principal finished what he was doing and sat down on his seat. I had a bad feeling. It seemed like a long story.

“Coincidence?”

“That guy? ”

“Really?"

I left the principal's office and listened several times as I climbed the stairs. Now people see themselves and call themselves coincidences. It was frustrating and frustrating. It was unfamiliar and familiar. I turned on my base. The conversation with the principal was tiring. It may be similar to the conversation I had with my classroom. I was tired of repetitions. I heard Mr. Moon behind me laughing.

“Are you a coincidence? ”

He asks me what I know. He got roughly right.

“Yes, I'm a coincidence. ”

“The twins are in a commotion. ”

“He talked to me. ”

“What did he say? Do you believe me?"

He read the letters piled up on the phone and found out that the twins had stumbled upon the fact that they were accidental. I called right away. There was no fear. There was a place to believe. I was going to mention a book that would be published this time if they didn't believe me. He knows some of the things he wrote.

In addition to the photograph, it was clear evidence. However, as soon as the connection was lost, the twins spoke in an excited voice.

“That's what happened! ”

The twins were just as happy as the people who figured it out. When I think of that voice, I smile even in this situation.

“I'm in the girls' room. ”

Moon said. I needed to explain the situation to the children at the gate. He walked up the stairs and down the hallway with the door teacher. Then James came out of the English classroom. James looks at us standing together and comes to his senses.

“I knew it was you. ”

James said in English. I had a lot of conversations with him in English, so I thought I might recognize him.

“Yes. Where did you hear that accent a lot? ”

James was pleased with the fact that he could not believe he knew coincidence. James accepts that he is a coincidence. Probably because you know your language skills.

“Every time I talk to my friends about coincidence, your story always pops up. Some of my students have a really good sense of language. I'd like to introduce you to a professor I know. But it was a coincidence. It all fits, doesn't it? ”

James was the first one to get to know him and speak so quickly.

“Yes, I wrote down the data that I took back then. ”

“Wait, is that it? ”

“The language of God. ”

James' ears are red. I raised my arms wide. Even children who didn't know English could see that he was excited enough. James wants to hold on to himself and say more, but Moon stops him.

“Australia has places to go. I'll do it later."

“Later when? Are you still going to school? ”

“No.”

“Look at that. ”

He calmed James down. and exchanged numbers.

“If you don't know anything about English, I'll talk to you later. ”

“Yes, I'll consult you even if I don't know any English. ”

James nods briefly. He laughed, but the ties that will continue after school. He walked down the hall. Teacher Moon felt pitiful looking down at himself.

“Seems like yesterday when I was wondering if you were a coincidence here. ”

“I see.”

There was no one in the hallway at that time. But now there were students looking at themselves everywhere. Thanks to the way you're going with the teacher, you will look like a student who will do something even more. I often heard a half-talk. I don't trust him. He didn't care and went into bankruptcy. When I got close to being broke, there were no students. The door opens. As always, the children sit around, leaving their seats.

“You made it.”

First, Seogwang waved his hands. He went and sat down, greeting. Immediately after sitting in the chair, the twins said.

“What a coincidence. ”

It was a strange title.

“Why are you calling me? ”

“Oh.”

“What a coincidence. ”

The twins looked at each other in wonder. Others put the name coincidence on their mouths for no reason. The horse is told by the sparkling eyes of a jewel.

“You know what? Library's off-limits. ”

He slightly narrowed his eyes and asked.

“Don't tell me you're swamped to see my writing? ”

“Precisely.”

“Oops.”

I see what's going on. I had a rough idea. They still doubt whether they are coincidence or not. I went out to read an article written by coincidence to determine if it was a coincidence or not a coincidence.

“As expected, coincidence becomes public relations. ”

Seogwang nodded his head. The twins shed a rare, sunny smile. Teacher Moon's expression is that he knew this day would come. He gave up his objection and sighed.

“Yes, publicity matters. ”

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lim Han-baek