I am Noble

“Seung-hyung, aren't you going back to school? ”

“Yes, I'm preparing for something. ”

“What are you preparing? ”

“Yes. Something like that. ”

“Don't you think it's better to go back to school and graduate early since you're older? You still have two years left. ”

“I was late. These days.”

Choi Ji-woong was a twenty-seven returning student. I'm only in second grade. It's too late, considering our luck and military tenure. If you look at the trends these days when men usually graduate from 26 and work, it is certainly late. I'm only in second grade at 27.

“I heard you went abroad again for your scholarship. ”

“…… Ah. Is that a rumor from the past? ”

“Very famous. That's what you do. ”

“Haha. You don't have to go in the professor's ear. ”

“Professor Jung Jung said that he was bluffing. Don't you have to take care of yourself now? ”

“Oh, thank you. I need to avoid Professor Jung from now on. ”

“I'm sure you have three manuscripts left. How are you gonna avoid that? ”

“I can't help it. ”

She sighed. It was not unwelcome, but heartfelt sorrow.

“You need to stop caring about your future. How long are you going to keep doing that? ”

“Hey. That makes me sound like something. ”

“A little bit, yes. That head, that skill, just wandering around like a sapphire. ”

“You, is that misleading? I just hate traveling. ”

“Does he go around saying it's a long day? And robbing you of your scholarship with Savvy? ”

“What should I do? The world is big, and there's too much to see. Can't you see I'm walking around here with a heavy ass? ”

“I don't know. You're... ”

Choi Ji-woong, 2nd Year of Law Department at Chaewon University.

He was in the ninth place of the master's degree, not at the top performing university in the country, but in the second order of the gardener. Despite being able to enter the singing university reasonably, he chose the second-order gardener.

The Garden Group, which attracted excellent students, provided him with all sorts of support, including a full 4-year waiver and various scholarships in case there were any problems with his studies. The school board expects the head of the judicial notice for the first time to be issued by the gardener.

By the way, Choi Ji-woong was busy wandering around, abandoning his studies. I took a lot of time off from school. I spent my scholarship on travel expenses. So the school side had to burst.

That's not all. The academic work was exciting, but the school grades did not miss first place, so the school was always a hopeful advisor. Some professors called him and asked him if he could seriously study.

‘I want to see more of the world. ’

Every time, Choi Ji-woong would answer. No matter how close I asked him to beg, his attitude did not change.

Traveling abroad is not an exciting thing to do. He ran free of time and money when there were unknown slums, refugee areas, ruined homes due to monster attacks, exhibitions with international politicians, etc. His feet did not distinguish between foreign and domestic.

Born in a poor house, he was able to move around so vigorously thanks to a scholarship guaranteed by the university. The tuition fee is waived, plus the scholarship is paid off, so he used his part-time job to run around the world with his bonanza money.

“Brother, how long are you going to keep doing that? Don't you ever graduate? ”

“I have to.”

“Can I... can I trust you? ”

“ ……. ”

“Do you know how worried I am every time you waste your youth like that? ”

Choi Ji-woong only touched a cup of coffee in his girlfriend's bed. His girlfriend stared at him silently as if blaming him. It felt like I was sitting on a spine. Soon Choi Ji-woong opened his mouth.

“I'm sorry for the trouble. ”

“ ……. ”

“But can't you just understand it once? I just want to do one last thing. ”

“Jonathan, you're already twenty-seven. It's only junior year. When are you graduating? When are you going to get a job? Aren't we getting married? ”

“I can't do it this year. I want to try it before I get older. ”

“ ……. ”

“Please, Ju-hee. ”

Park Joo-hee sighed for a long time. There is no way that a couple who have been together for many years doesn't know the meaning of their sighs. It's her way of saying yes. Understanding based on affection rather than commitment. Just like that.

“I don't know what you're trying to do, but it's the last time. When that's over, you're gonna graduate, and you're gonna be ready for notice. Or get ready for a job. Okay?"

“Okay, thank you. ”

Choi Ji-woong happily hugged his girlfriend.

* * *

“Choi, is that true? ”

“Yes, Professor. ”

“Haha……. Why are you being so reckless? ”

The professor punched me in the chest because it was ridiculous.

“What nonsense is this contest for the Seoul Mayor? You have no political connections at all, let alone awareness. And think of your age! It's only twenty-seven now! ”

The academy was in disarray because Choi Ji-woong had become a non-affiliate candidate for the Seoul Mayor's election. Excellent talent who thought it would shine on the academy wandered around all semester doing the wrong thing, and traditionally ran for mayor of Seoul. What nonsense is this?

Political experience? Never.

No political connections at all.

Political funding? Nothing at all.

What are the chances that he will be elected blue, even at the age of absolutely nothing? will literally converge on zero.

“Why are you wasting so much time and youth? Choi, it's not hard to pass the notice if you still hold your mind. How long are you going to let us down? ”

“I'm sorry, Professor. But I really wanted to try it before I got older. ”

“You think politics is that easy? Finally, what do you have to jump into? ”

“Professor, I'm sorry, but I went around a lot as a child, bothering you. There was food piling up and rotting on one side, and people were starving on the other, and in front of luxury hotels where foreign tourists were staying, there were so many weird kids playing with their bare feet and playing with the dirt, and I felt a lot of that. ”

“ ……. ”

“I also know that the rise has been immense in my country, the Reid. But there were still a lot of people who were struggling without being noticed on one side. And as I looked at it, I thought a lot. who wouldn't listen to their voices, who couldn't give them a single glance? ”

“…… so you're going into politics? I know you have hot breasts. But politics is real. Nothing changes because someone like you has nothing. ”

“Why don't you have anything? You have youth.”

“What is it with you and this society that you waste your youth in vain? ”

“I know. Reckless.”

“Then why? ”

“Still, I'd like to try. It's a reckless challenge, but it's also the privilege of youth to be saved from failure. I can get back up, even if I crash into it. You have a voice that you can make with your young heart. ”

“ ……. ”

The professor could not open the door. I've been watching him for years, but he's a really good student. And a hot young man's heart. He was always energizing himself, so he was afraid that he would not be able to start a fire and consume everything.

I understood very little about Choi Ji-woong's decision to run. I don't want to be reckless. You know better than anyone that you will bump into and break.

Nevertheless, you want to jump because you want to face it with your body. I want to show the world the flame that burns in my heart somehow.

“This is the last time, right? ”

“Yes, I can see Ju-hee, too. ”

“…… May I review the tactics you have prepared? ”

“Here you go. ”

Choi Ji-woong quickly showed me a chunky document.

* * *

There were no miracles.

Unaffiliated, unincorporated, unfunded, and 27 years old. The chances of him being elected to Seoul Market, Korea's largest city, were zero.

Motives who had heard the news helped pay off allowances at 10: 00 p.m., but it was not unlikely that election movements cost a lot of money. So Choi Ji-woong ran by himself. Here, he and his close comrades, seniors, and subordinates also traveled together.

“Symbol # 12 is Choi Ji-woong! Take care!”

“Take care! ”

I roamed the streets screaming for my throat to burst, but none of the citizens looked back. Even an old man who was drunk said, "What a baby is running for mayor. Go home and study. I decided to shout. Everyone was tired of running the election campaign with a smile on their faces.

“I'm sorry.”

“No, brother. It's fun to try this. ”

“Yes, it's a million times more fun than voting roughly. Do you understand why you're running for election? ”

“Hey, that's a little harsh, isn't it? ”

Choi Ji-woong laughed when he said someone was a tree.

“I'm not wrong. If it's fun, that's it. ”

“But, brother... ”

“I'm not making fun of you. Elections, elections, it's not hard. Anybody can do it. Anybody can do it. I feel so good just knowing that with your body. ”

“Brother, you still have to be elected. ”

“Yes, you should be elected. ”

“Of course. If I wanted to lose in the first place, I wouldn't have started. ”

On that day, Choi Ji-woong ran for the election campaign with his school friends. Ju-hee, a girlfriend, also helped him even though it was during the trial period.

“Brother, you know this is really the last time, right? ”

“Yes, thank you, Ju-hee. ”

“Still... I wish I'd been elected. Do miracles never fall from the sky? ”

“Miracles are what people do. ”

It was late. A few drops of rain were falling from the sky. Choi Ji-woong's party is ready to withdraw. It was then.

"Candidate for No. 12 Choi Ji-woong? Uh, same name as me? ”

A young man with a hat pressed against him approaches. Choi Ji-woong quickly ducked, reflexively.

“Symbol # 12 is Choi Ji-woong! Best regards!"

“Wow, it's kind of amazing that someone with a name is running for office. Any promissory notes? ”

“Here's a pamphlet! ”

Choi Ji-woong politely handed over the pamphlet to the young man. He was a pamphlet of my promises. The young man nodded and read the pamphlet. Choi Ji-woong suddenly felt like he had seen him somewhere. The acolytes stabbed him in the side.

“Brother, I think it's going to rain. Let's wrap it up.”

“Wait, what is this pact? ”

Choi Ji-woong quickly stepped forward to the young man's question.

“Which pact are you referring to? ”

“Here's pledge number three. Infinite medical benefits for low-income people? What is this?”

“There are a lot of poor people who don't have money to go to the hospital and raise a disease and die. Thirty-five people died last year alone in Seoul. The institution of the will to save none of them. ”

“Isn't the Janice Foundation supporting the poorest? ”

“I'm doing it. But it's literally only the poorest. The average low-income group is off the grid. It's a blind spot.”

“ ……. ”

“If I'm elected to the market, I'll work with organizations like the Janice Foundation and the central government to make sure no one in Seoul comes out. I will remove all the blind spots in Seoul and allow for a transparent flow. ”

The young man took off his hat. It started to rain. The group sprints back and forth, clearing out the tools.

Strangely, Choi Ji-woong was unable to move. It seemed like a normal young man, but I felt a strong sense of intimidation that I couldn't say anything about him. I was sturdy without knowing it.

“Good riddance to the pact. ”

Fun? That sounds insulting to me. But strangely, I never felt that way at all. It was strange.

“Fine. I'll back you up. Oh, never because they're the same name. ”

“Sponsorship? Thank you. But what I need for this election is a valuable citizen vote... ”

Seeing Choi Ji-woong's peculiarity, the young man smiled. Do I look familiar? Choi Ji-woong tilted his head and was shocked.

“You must be mistaken. ”

Young man, Young-woong took out his cell phone. He pressed the number without looking.

“One patronage is a lifetime of worries. ”

* * *

"It's a miracle! Who would have thought that just twenty-seven, ordinary college students would be elected!

There are still many eyes mixed with concern. Elected for a close gap of only 3%, the traffic of the new Seoul market is expected to be heavily braking in the future.

Jung Hyojoo turned his head, holding a bunch of flowers and seeing the new market waving to supporters on TV.

“By the way, you have the same name? The last name is different.”

“Oh, yeah. Yes.”

“Honey, do you have anything to say to me? ”

“What! You don't think I just illegally pushed a particular candidate because I like the same name? I've never seen him before today! Of course, I took it because it's the same name. ”

Jeong Hyojoo sighed lightly.

“Why did you donate so much money to the election? It's a waste of money. ”

“How much money is that? It's unfair not to exercise an election because there is no election fund, but it is illegal to give one person, and I have to give everything.... No! It's not like that, I just wanted to spend money anyway. That's it!”

Jeong Hyojoo smiled. If you sweat and deny it, who knows?

“But isn't the new mayor a little young? I'm afraid I can do better. ”

“I don't care. If you're gonna do that, you're 25 years old. Anyway, people are funny. ”

“That's right. Well, you're gonna be great. You have the same name. ”

“The pact was good. What, are you too young to be in trouble? Anyway, people talk a lot on their own. ”

Yeongwoong turns his back on his base.

“Oh, this is going to be a good time for the mayor's meeting. Former uncle was tired of being so bored. ”

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Day after tomorrow, let's vote!

PS: Now that you've regained your senses, we'll move on to the next episode.

With political positioning, I will remove the 'Fighting Intent Comment' as my subject, regardless of the differences between them, either directly or indirectly.