Great Novelist

“Want me to show you out?”

Seogwang asks. He wakes from his thoughts and shakes his head.

“Never mind. It's time for your next lesson. ”

The children waved their hands, asking them to go carefully. They couldn't get out of school. He went down the stairs with a reference to discard. I stepped out into the hallway and faced more people. The straight hallway revealed the person walking as it was. He only walked forward. Their negative voices have been clearly conveyed. They were unflattering eyes. It's odd. Maybe not everyone thinks they're fake. Some people believe it. But I can't move on. The reaction seemed to go away. It was clear what many ideas were. At least in this school, coincidences are fake. It was a conclusion I disliked.

“Hey, what a coincidence. ”

You hear a call filled with whining. Immediately after that, I hit my back and fell. Looking down at the ground, there is a clustered piece of paper. You bend down and pick up the fallen paper. When I opened it, I could only see the class notes. I went around trying to find the owner, but it didn't work. He hides in people and never shows his face. Rough behavior is also easy in situations where anonymity is guaranteed. He sighs at the heavy weight in his hand. I looked up at the sky. The ceiling was blocked. I moved slowly.

“Hey!"

As I was about to go down the stairs, someone called out to me again. This time, I looked back to see what would fly. A monkey. The monkey is rushing in with a terrifying force. He grabs his shoulder and asks.

“Are you a coincidence? ”

I looked at him, breathing out loud, and replied.

“Yes.”

“I knew it!"

The monkey squeezes his hair in fear of dropping his answer. I don't care about other people's eyes at all

“What a coincidence I got an interview! ”

He was impressed. After struggling for a long time, I suddenly raised my head.

“This will help you get to college, right? ”

“I don't know about that. ”

“Let's do the interview quickly. But where are you going? ”

Unorganized horses protrude from the room. He replied briefly.

“Home.”

“Huh?"

“I'm not going to school anymore. ”

He blinked for a moment and desperately asked why. I had trouble explaining it again, so I kept it brief.

“I'm a coincidence. ”

Even one sentence, the monkey was easily persuaded.

“No, yes. What about the interview?”

“Too late. ”

The joy disappeared from the face of the monkey. Regret fills the void. He had been away from the newspaper for various reasons since he became a third grader. Thanks to this, I was unable to conduct the interview immediately after the nail exhibition. I chose the Construction Department. He was his father.

“You have to study. ”

It had an adverse effect.

“There's a coincidence in front of me. Is that the problem? As soon as it happens, it's expensive. ”

“I said no last year. ”

“No. Now I understand your writing! I can ask you a better question. I can't let you go easily! ”

The monkey has acted out, but the swarm has not changed. He chased the monkey away from his heavy arms.

“Hey, she's not a coincidence. ”

Someone says, "I believe you. I have no doubt." The monkey rolls its eyes and looks for the other one, giving up and answering.

“How do you know that? ”

There was no answer. I was angry instead. I support the claim with emotion instead of reason. The monkey was slightly frightened by the incoming accusation. He was silent and heard the sound. He also keeps his mouth shut. Like a man without a mouth. I wiped my face with one hand.

“I can say it now. ”

“Huh?"

He saw the monkey. I can communicate face to face as if I were talking to him. He gave up half of what he was carrying to the monkey. The monkey was embarrassed and burdened. I went down the stairs quickly with a lighter body than before. I flew like a triple leap. I lost my hair. At the end of the stairs, I jumped higher. The wind blows. It must be coming down, but it seems to be flying. The faster you go, the farther away from the surrounding voice. I crossed the hallway to my heart's content.

“Hey, where are you going? ”

The monkey followed himself with a face that said he didn't know English. I tightened my stomach and replied.

“Broadcasting room.”

“Why there? ”

“You know how to broadcast, right? ”

I remembered a broadcast that sounded boring every lunch hour. Newspapers were also participating. The monkey said in an unconfident voice.

“I know the drill. ”

“Then that's it. ”

“Why are you going there? ”

“What do you want to go to the broadcast room for? ”

When they arrived in front of the broadcast room, the monkey was panting. He opened the door. There was a smell of dust in an empty broadcast room. I turned on the light and put the package down.

“Turn it on.”

“What?"

Through the monkey asking me with a stupid face, I closed the broadcast room door.

“Let my voice be heard throughout the school. ”

“· · · · · I didn't think so, but you're just leaving school now? ”

“I'm just trying to explain. No one would say a few words. ”

“You didn't get permission. ”

“No one here is allowed to insult me. ”

He tapped him on the shoulder.

“You just turn on the broadcast. ”

“Got it.”

The monkey sighed but did not dislike it. Rather, he seemed excited. He touched the complex and versatile buttons. He turns on the broadcast, moving only what he must do. It was awkward, but the machine worked fine. There was a unique bell that announced the broadcast. The monkey nods. He took his mouth to the microphone.

“Ah. Can you hear me? ”

I didn't hear an answer. The monkey quickly pushes its face into the corridor and raises its thumb. It was also a sign of good-bye. After the interview, he left the broadcast room without even looking back. Since it was a door that couldn't be closed inside, I made a broom by the door that was closed in case you didn't know.

“Hello, it's a coincidence. ”

The microphone vibrates small. It was strange to introduce yourself as a coincidence.

“I'll say it again. It's a coincidence. I think by now, the whole school might have heard about it. There is a coincidence in our school. That's right, I'm a coincidence. ”

Somehow the corridor outside the broadcast room was quiet. It felt like everyone was listening. I calmed down. I sat in the classroom and looked up at the direction in which I heard my voice, and I clearly remembered the students who would question whether this broadcast was real or fake. Some students recognize themselves and smile.

“I used to go out quietly, but the students hated me so much. I have something to say. Oh, does anybody not want to hear it? I know that feeling. I heard a lot of things at school today. I'm just saying, I'm not trying to tell you how not to listen. ”

I wiped my lips with my tongue. I also felt thirsty.

“There seemed to be a lot of people who didn't believe I was a coincidence. Believe it or not, I'm free, but that doesn't mean I have to be discouraged. It doesn't mean you can throw things. I have no reason to be mad at my friend. So let me get this straight. ”

You turn around and shake the microphone. You hear a dull sound.

“It's been a crazy day. I've been planning to show my face for a long time. We have finished consulting with the publisher to make the plan a reality. But things happened on the unexpected route, and it happened a lot faster today. ”

I took a breather for a moment and said,

“In other words, there is a formal route that I have prepared. There are certain elements that can prove that I'm a coincidence. If things had gone well sequentially, I probably wouldn't have come into the broadcasting room so excited in my life. ”

The school was still quiet. I didn't feel bad.

“You guys who say I'm a fake didn't make the formal route useless. ”

I straightened my neck.

“Believe it or not, I'm a coincidence. ”

Even if it offends you, that doesn't change. immutable. In the past and in the future.

“Do you want to know the truth? ”

You hear footsteps from a distance. It was the sound of the crowd wanting to know the truth. There was only one thing I could say to them.

“Read the book. ”

There are paths in books, there are lives, there are coincidences. Read a book. You're about to get a laugh. Words from all over the world will be made known to the world through another medium. There's got to be one student who's filming. I got up.

“Thank you."

He left with the broadcast on. As you come out of the hallway, you see people coming from far away. He quickly went down the stairs and ran to the playground. I had a heavy load in my hand, but it wasn't slow enough. On the broadcast, a sound leaked out. Coincidence, Lord, where have you been? He was satisfied. This is how clear his voice was.

I look back. No one follows me to the playground. Soon after, the whole school rang. Children cannot leave the classroom carelessly. I walked slowly with peace of mind. And I saw a familiar face under the tree inside the school.

“Baron. ”

He was in uniform. He was looking at himself before he found him.

“What are you doing at school? ”

“I came to see you. You showed your face.”

“Did you hear the broadcast? ”

“I could hear you if I didn't want to. It's ringing all the way over the gate. ”

That big. He shrugs.

“You still are. ”

“Is that so?"

“It's noisy around you. ”

“It's a coincidence.”

I don't know what I'm going to say today. I feel like I'm doing homework that I pushed.

“That's right."

He accepts. He sees an empty playground. It's quiet. At first, he covers his face because he wants to live a quiet life. Time passed and the situation changed. You show your face. The quiet moment still exists.

“How does it feel to show your face? ”

He took a deep breath and replied.

“I can live with that. ”

“Speak magnificently. ”

“I mean it.”

Baron walked to school, crossing himself. Seeing that, I was relieved again. Just because you left doesn't mean you can't go back. He went straight through the school gate. And I ran out on the road to a car in a coverage area that was far away.

When I left school that day and got home, I got a text from Nam-Kyung. The publisher announced their position. Decisions and work on how accidental writers decided to reveal their faces were reported to the media. News of the publication has spread. He immediately went online. It was not necessary to enter the title of the book. I saw the sentence in the search term

“Bugs leave no trace. ”

It was the title that came off the fake insect. I liked the nuances that matched the contents of the book and seemed to criticize his photograph. A long enduring smile finally bursts out.

Read the book (3) End

lim Han-baek