Life, Once Again!

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Door Mom, Lee Sun-ji opened her eyes in horror. The dark room. You groan and find the TV remote. When I press the power button, the power comes on with a beep.

“How.”

7: 50 on the top. I don't care if it's a 10-minute walk to school, but the floor that needs to be more than 40 minutes by bike....

“Why didn't the alarm go off? ”

I stand up blaming my cell phone. The floor's gonna be pissed. As soon as I got up and opened the visit, my mom could see the floor doing the dishes in the sink.

* * *

“Come on, Maruya. ”

“Are you awake? I've got your mom's food here, so wash up and eat it. ”

The floor points to the fried rice stored in the rice paddy. My mom nods with a straight face.

“The sea?”

“There he is. ”

The sea relaxes in front of the living room TV and blinks when it sees its mother.

“Is Mommy frozen? ”

“Well, yeah. You've eaten.”

“Yeah. My brother took care of it. ”

“Phew, thank God. ”

The floor gave warm water to my mom who was sitting on the table without strength. She looks at the floor once, the water cup once.

“Why?”

“Surprised.”

“What are you playing at? I'm going out. If you want to heat up the soup, heat it up. ”

“A soup? What soup? ”

My mom looks over at the stove. It seems that he was quite surprised that both eyes were closed.

“It's Kim Guk. I don't have much time. Leave it if it doesn't taste good. I'll come and get it. ”

When I opened my eyes to the morning alarm and came out of the kitchen, I couldn't see her. In case you were wondering, I opened the door and was snoring and sleeping. When I was little, I don't know, but I boiled kim soup, which I used to boil often because I woke my mom up to ask her to prepare food at this age.

It was not as satisfactory as my wife used to be, but it tasted quite satisfying. No, it was a success because he ate without saying a word.

“I'll be back. ”

“... Yes. Watch the car. ”

The floor comes out after waving to a mute mother. March is also the second week, but it's still cold. Frost sits on the windshield of the car standing in front of the house. It's almost time for the weather to cool off, but they think the sky should still be colder.

Put on gloves and pedal. Earphones in my ears. I've been on the same road for three years. I have to go back three years. I ran in front of the school while looking at the shape of the shop, the tree, and the sidewalk.

“They're jealous. No uniform.”

“I'm sick of uniforms. ”

The students in the graceful uniform grumbled. You guys, just one more month. You'll find the uniform more comfortable.

I was dragging them off my bike, and I saw them walking around the walls to the right of the school. From the looks of it, it looks like it wants to cross the wall. Waxed hair that can be seen from afar. If you get caught by the student masters who will be guarding the front door, it will be around the playground 10 times.

“Hello."

“Come.”

With short hair, there's nothing to stay away from. I feel like I've lost my pass. I passed by the student council.

A bicycle stops at the bicycle station and a shadow approaches.

Sleek front wheels. Hard to see road bikes at this time. Bike frames are smooth there too. This bike looks‘ expensive ’the last time I saw it.

Who's the owner?

I looked up at his face.

“It's you.”

It was like dragging a road bike.

“What?"

“I love bikes. Take good care of him. Don't lose it.”

“ ……. ”

My face is crumpled up.

It was a floor that left before talking. You hear a nervously padlock behind you. Upon the right staircase, a floor that reaches the electron and class B opens the back door.

It's a noisy class. We all get along, so we can't find the same bad air as on the first day.

“Hello?”

“Here she is."

Dojin greets you with sweets. Today tastes like strawberries.

“So this rots. ”

“Don't worry, I'm cleaning it three times a day. ”

“Did you do your homework? ”

“No. I was getting ready to copy yours. I paid a bribe so I don't have to eat. ”

“Just candy? ”

“You want another one? ”

It was a giggle. The floor threw an English note to Dojin. Then, he rushes in front of the first minute, as if he was waiting. After that, there are friends who hang out with the colonists.

“Come on, Maruya. Can I see it, too? ”

“I can't.”

“ ……. ”

He was a dying breed.

I can't even joke.

The floor quickly changed its words. You can see it. People smile and raise fans. The children behind me were also looking at me with loving eyes, so I asked them to watch with me.

“Hey! I bought this for you! ”

Dojin raises his notebook high.

The floor told me not to talk nonsense and then took the notebook and opened it in the middle of the children.

“Don't copy the same thing. Fix it with all your heart."

Oh, my God, there are days like this.

Your shoulders shrug a little. When I was in high school, I did my homework on time. Most of them came to school and copied it or got scolded and had to do something.

‘Good. The upper hand is hard, but it looks like the middle rank. ’

You have to do that for a good life.

* * *

“One drink.”

“Yes.”

“No complaints. ”

“No, sorry. ”

“Let's not do this next time. ”

“Yes.”

Flames up the thighs with a mating call.

Kneeling on the table. A whirlpool falls over your sprawling thighs. I wake up every time I get hit.

What kind of tree is this?

Thicker is thinner than a finger, but it hurts like hell. It's more thrilling than getting your ass kicked with a PVC pipe.

The English teacher looked a little sorry, but there was no mercy in his swinging hand.

“It's my first time, so I'll pay for it. Okay?"

“Yes.”

“And copied children. Today, the floor was hit instead. Reflect. ”

“…… Yes. ”

You hear a dead voice from everywhere.

The floor sits down, rubbing its thighs. I was okay until I showed him my homework, but then I got in trouble.

‘I didn't speak much English. ’

I solved my homework in crazy grammar, and they copied it. The teacher must be thrilled to see eight or more of the same kids.

“Does it hurt?"

“It hurts like hell. ”

“Wow. I never thought I'd be tested in that position. Let's not copy English homework from now on. ”

“…… is that what you want to say? ”

“Thori.”

The English teacher returned to the table.

I thought the class would start again, but it was a mistake on the floor. The English teacher's lips twist.

You're stuck again.

“Rob Wook. Lim Ji-cheol. ”

This time there are two. The footsteps at the end of the first minute and the railroad at the front of the fourth.

“Oh. You had a kid like that. ”

Dojin says, "I saw the subway." I was slightly surprised by the floor. I thought everyone knew all the faces because they were quite close, but I had never seen anyone with a name before.

She was wearing metal round glasses. Scarecrows are so thin that they want to be friends. The hair was quite long, but it looked so neat that it wasn't caught by the student masters.

“Who copied it? ”

The English teacher looked at them and said,

The floor intuitively copied. Others will think the same. Classes in this week. I distinguished between kids who play like a puppy and kids who play like a puppy, and kids who play like a puppy and kids who play like a puppy.

Ji-cheol...... doesn't seem to belong anywhere, so he doesn't exist.

There is no way he would ask me to show him his homework. You couldn't have done your homework in the first place.

"No, it's prejudice. ’

The floor watched the situation.

“Who copied it? ”

The English teacher seemed to be getting really angry. The children called the English teacher 'Pink Pig' for short. It is because the bolt touch is always pink. I'm not that fat, but I wasn't the kind of kid who would give you a nickname.

And now.

The pink ball is turning red. The whirlpool held by that English teacher is slightly shaken.

I don't think he'd be joking if he got hit with a full swing.

The floor touches the thighs that are coming back. At that moment, I can see him flinching and raising his hands. He's going to lose his job.

“I showed it to you. ”

“Robbery? ”

Surprisingly.

I raised my hand and said,

“Yes.”

“By the way, you're good at school. My homework is to help you study. It's not just manual labor. Do you understand?”

“I'm sorry."

“Robbery. Get on the desk. I keep telling you, I've seen worse than copied. ”

I got up on my desk without a word and knelt on my knees. The floor looked at him interestingly. Did he really show it to you?

I took my head off and looked at the rails in front of the first minute. I am restless with my eyes wide open.

I also showed you the trains.

Then why?

Are you trying to take his place? ’

The floor bends its chin and looks upward. The English teacher's whirlpool was falling with a fierce sound.

* * *

My English time is up.

The floor sent a plumb and large group of shopkeepers to watch the floor first. I felt like I was alone all day. Yesterday, I was talking loudly when I had a group break, but today I only watch comic books by myself.

The kids who hang out with me are talking a little bit away from the street. This is the beanie I saw last night.

Ji-cheol who was sitting quietly approached me carefully. The floor approaches the window and looks out, listening to two people's conversations with their ears.

“Hey……. ”

“Why?”

“Earlier why……. ”

“What?"

“Oh, no. ”

Ji Chul shakes his head and returns to his place.

The story ends unexpectedly.

At that time, the children who were hanging out with her come towards her. Then they sit down in front of each other and talk to each other.

“That son of a bitch is a dick. I didn't even know I had him. ”

The guy in the beanie is talking. The floor remembered and remembered his name. Jung Chang-hoo. Chang-hoo, Chang-hoo. I rolled it in my mouth a few times and it made me feel even more dirty. I turned my back on my head, but if the guy who hit me is smiling, would he feel like this?

‘I don't remember. I don't think he's feeling too good. ’

It is already considered to be a trifle at this point. Seems like there was a piece of shit in the same class in the past.

I don't remember who it was because of 45 years of memory loss. However, the floor felt strongly that it would be booming.

Then what?

You mean he's not such a bad guy?

“But that steamed bastard has a friend, too. ”

Changhui glances at me as he says that. The friends next to you initially look at each other and giggle at each other to see if they've made up their minds.

“Hey, don't be so mean. He's a sticky one.”

“It's a warm world where people take care of each other. ”

“You people, don't underestimate the disabled. You can't do that. Puhahaha.”

He smiles with a cheerful smile, and everyone stands up staring at him. Looks like he wants to go to the tavern.

Not at all.

Hold the Sharp tightly. Sharp is shaking the bars, but a little more power and he looks like he'll break.

I turn my back and look at those who are facing the front door. I have a feeling something's going to happen.

The floor is out.

I blinded my eyes with my body.

“What?”

I twist my lips and ask. His gaze is still following the outgoing children.

“You son of a bitch. Do you have feelings for me? Huh?"

I stood up. Then I look up at the floor. At the moment of the floor, I could see the speech bubbles rising above my head.

[This sucks. What the fuck?]

A speech bubble filled with bad feelings.

But the floor didn't look so bad.

“Don't play on the same level. ”

“What?"

“Don't respond to childish provocations. ”

It's a sticky head. I have a look on my face that I don't understand at all.

The floor tapped the shoulder with a smile.

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Thank you, Sun-choko.