Life, Once Again!

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[He looks like he could use some fun.]

It was a speech bubble that appeared again. The floor saw the contents and laughed in vain. Where do you think you're gonna play?

“It's Park, right? ”

“Uh, uh. ”

“Do you know the World Crash? ”

World Crash. It's the name of the game that the kids next to you are talking about. I know this game as well as the floor that I was passionate about the game instead of studying. I didn't dig deep.

“I know.”

“What's your level? ”

“Me? 23. ”

Oh no. The World Crash began its full service three days ago. Level up is a tough game, but it's already 23. I don't know how much.

“Hey."

The floor calls out three people who were talking next to you.

“Huh?"

“Do you also do World Crash? ”

“I do. That's what I'm talking about. ”

“What's your level? ”

“15."

“What about you guys?”

“I'm 16. ”

“I'm 14. ”

They were all lower than the colony. The floor gives notice to the colonel. I laid it on him.

* * *

He felt like he was in a tight place. The three people talking across the street are looking at themselves.

‘Maybe……. ’

The crowd looks up at the floor. The floor points to three people with its head. That made it clear.

Do you think they can help you talk to them?

Surprised. Why are they suddenly helping?

It was when I was thinking that.

"Oh, you're teasing me. ’

The crowd is depressed in an instant. I'll pretend to be part of the conversation like this and get away with it. It's a way I've been beaten a lot.

‘Of course. ’

The crowd glances at the floor. I keep shaking my head like I'm doing something.

"You, don't pretend to be nice. ’

* * *

[You, don't pretend to be nice.]

The floor was able to see a speech bubble that popped up as soon as the eyes met. If you're making a squirming face, you're thinking like that inside.

The floor was more sad than frustrated. I wonder how much they'd react if they got burned. If you leave it like this, it seems like you will build up a fortress of mind and live alone.

I don't care about the floor if I want to go to school because I want to. It's a little far-fetched.

But what if it's not?

“Hey."

“Why, why? ”

“Is it because you're comfortable being alone? ”

The others said small enough that they couldn't hear. The expression of the person who heard it suddenly distorted. Like it's full of words.

“No, are you kidding me? ”

The people speak. They're shaking a little, but they're definitely making their own voice.

The floor looks back. The kids who were talking about the game are looking this way as if what happened.

“I didn't mean to pry, did I? ”

“What?"

“Don't you want to hang out with the kids? Did I miss something? ”

“ ……. ”

“If you're determined to study hard and you're alone, I'm sorry. I didn't want to hang out.”

The eyes of the masses shake. The floor had already noticed when it looked into the mind of the previous colonel. People want to hang out with their friends.

“But if that's not what you're thinking, why don't you say it now? ”

* * *

He avoided the floor's gaze. It was a stabbing horse. Actually, I do. The floor spoke in good faith. It's his ugly personality to brag about it.

My mouth is dry.

The three behind the floor are staring this way as if to see what's going on. With a little more time here, they'll lose interest in themselves.

Do you mind if I talk to him? Maybe he's being treated like a jerk again? Are you sure it's okay? ’

All kinds of worries covered my eyes. I made a commitment, but the execution didn't go my way.

‘We're screwed.'

I seem to have forgotten how to speak. Funnily enough, I don't remember what to say. I can feel the bad air surrounding me. I couldn't breathe.Being treated like an ugly kid again...

“Are you preparing for PT? What do you think? They're all the same. Just talk about the game. Don't judge how you look first. Don't delude yourself, but you won't be able to say a word. ”

It was the floor. I don't know what PT means, but I could understand the words behind it. Words that grip your heart. He was encouraged to say so. I let myself think about what to say.

Instead.

“Eight seas is fine, but there's a better place. ”

I decided to take back what they said.

“Really?"

“Do you also do World Crash? ”

“What's the level?”

A sudden question.

Oh, this is what we used to talk about.

I didn't have to think about what to say.

The crowd feels relieved.

* * *

He was talking to the kids like when they were frozen. The floor shuffles a few times by your side, then slips back into place.

“Come.”

I tapped my shoulder as if I knew everything.

“I was a little concerned myself. ”

“Then why don't you talk to him? ”

“That's more like it. You're on your own. ”

It was a dojo that made it sound natural.

In the past, so did the floor. Getting sidetracked is strictly personal. However, it was also an issue that could be easily solved with a little help from my side.

Things I've turned my back on in annoying words.

It reminds me of a woman's words. You're a good man.

The floor shakes its head. I told you then, I'm not such a nice guy. It's just a little bit of a responsibility.

In the past, he ignored what he knew about the people.

But now?

“I'll call you a good man from now on. ”

Dojin said next to him.

Good man.

I smiled, but it was not a bad title to hear.

* * *

“I'm picking a club today. Think about it.”

Lunchtime. The class suddenly came and wrote on the blackboard, "I will arrange a club."

“What are you doing? ”

“Just play roughly half the football. ”

“Is there anything like the PC Department? ”

“I heard you have a game lab. ”

Kids who talk nonsense.

I took a look at the handouts on the floor. Over 50 clubs were all introduced. I heard from the language teacher that the club was quite active because it was a school without aza or palm trees.

- At the school festival, I also come to the high school next door. It was originally a girls' unemployment high school, but I changed my name to gay global high school. Last year, your dance club didn't come crashing down. The girls at my school practiced quite a bit, but they were pushed by you. That's why this year's dance club is rumored to practice death. If you want to get close to girls and lose weight, ask for a dance class.

I remember the floor. There were quite a few clubs determined to prepare for the school festival.

‘Practical music kids were great. ’

It reminds me of a yoga that's been buzzing since the entrance.

“Hey, Maruya. What are you gonna do? ”

Dojin pushes the handout and asks.

The floor was not well defined. In the past it was definitely a movie club. It was a really monotonous club that went to the PC room to watch a movie on Saturday.

‘It wasn't bad. ’

Thanks to you, I watch movies all the time once a month.

Should I join the same club this time?

I don't have anything I want to do.

It was when I was looking at the criticism of the movie. The bell rings at the end of lunch. The fifth lesson is English. It's time for the Sleeping Beauty War to begin.

“Eat mints. ”

Dojin throws candy. The floor rolls with candy in its mouth. A cool aroma spreads and I feel a little sleepy.

A chubby female English teacher came in. Okay teacher.An ordinary teacher who yells at kids and scolds them when they talk to them.

I was in the middle of a class playing pop songs.

Knock and knock from the front door. The voices outside seemed like someone was standing in the corridor.

The English teacher opened the door.

“Ah.”

When he sees the people standing outside, he nods as if he didn't have to speak and gestures to come in half.

“Come on, wake up all you sleeping kids. ”

The children who had nightmares opened their eyes to what the English teacher said. The floor slightly raises its head and looks out the front door. I can see the students standing there with a slightly tense expression. I feel like a senior. Two women and two men.

Two men and a woman come in prowling first. And then a woman stepped over the threshold like she was my classmate.

The floor looked at the last woman who came in. Raw hair down to the shoulder line that closely adheres to the rules of the announcement. No, it's a little frizzy from the details. Clear eyes, pink nose, slightly widened lips that are full of words. Unlike the three who are standing still, he quickly walks to the platform as a teacher and calls the three who came in first to the side.

“Hurry up and take a seat. There's no time.”

“Uh, uh. ”

I move distracted by the woman's words. Four side-by-side.

What is it?

The floor folds its arms and looks at the four.

“One, two, three. ”

The woman said small.

And...

“Greetings! I am Chungcheon, acting department! ”

A loud greeting. Even the three creaking men make a distinct sound. Curiosity is hidden in the eyes of the rebels who were dumbfounded by the energetic greeting.

It was the same with the floor.

‘Oh, the theater group. ’

Then there was. I remember high school theater, and I remember going to some kind of competition. I couldn't remember anything more because I didn't care much.

“Hello, I'm Lee Yun-jeong, acting director. I'm a sophomore. ”

It was a woman who empowered me to say that she was a sophomore.

“The reason we came to your class is not just to promote the theater department. Our theater department is historic enough to have won a gold medal at a former youth theater festival. We're gathering together to prepare for the drama, to raise the pole, and to create high school memories. ”

The English teacher who was listening quietly next to me said.

“It's a good place for a play. And it's a bad one. I do things at school festivals. ”

The English teacher gestured to the woman as if to continue.

“This time, all the seniors went out, so we were a little short. Now, all of a sudden, have you ever seen a play here? ”

The woman glances halfway through her glittering eyes. However, none of the students raised their hands.

Theatre.

The floor saw a lot of plays. When I was graduating from university and losing my job, I ended up as a road manager. Not a good memory, of course. Driving errands, the chief's personal errands, that's all he had to do. It wasn't just one celebrity for a long time. Almost representative level. When I heard "punk" in my own words, I went to "solder."

After taking the once-in-a-lifetime celebrities to the scene, filming supplies flew like a broadcast FD. New road managers were paid to be treated as such when top celebrity managers were treated.

At that time, I frequently went to and from the comet area to carry the excuses I needed urgently into the seals. Visiting often made me more likely to see plays. I once dreamed of an actor, but I got stuck with a small business that put my resume in, and I ended my life with a kite.

I was just thinking about it.

The floor, woman, and Yun Jung's eyes met. The flooring was overwhelmed by the straight stare of Yun Yin Unknowingly raised his hand.

“Oh! Have you seen it? ”

“Yes.”

“How was it?”

“Well, I had a good time. Some of them aren't. ”

I gave an honest impression.

Yun Jeong realized that he was satisfied with it. Rather, he was happy that someone had seen the play in half.

“How many were there? ”

“There was a monorama. It's mostly a small theater, so it's less than eight people. ”

“Wow."

Yoon Jung's body comes forward. I'm going to jump out of the table right now. Even though the floor had been separated for a long time, I flinched and pulled myself back.

“Do you like plays? ”

“Yes? No, it's not like that. ”

“Really?"

“Yes…. ”

“So you don't like it? ”

“Not necessarily. ”

“Then let's do what you like. ”

I give my own answers.

At the moment of the floor, I thought, There's a woman in the corner who's a little out of control. And…….

‘That's a lot of energy. ’

Some people are just as energetic as they look at them.

Yoon Jung in front of me was just like that. Someone who bends the atmosphere and draws it to their face. The floor peered at them. I am focusing on Yun Jing as if I were a little ahead of my usual time.

Ability to focus attention.

Yoon Jung seemed to have something like that.

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Thank you, Sun-choko.