Life, Once Again!

* * *

The weather was scary. A chunky hoodie with a basketball.

- You wanna play basketball?

The person who asked very carefully.

“Let's just ask. What do you want? ”

Dojin thought he wanted to be beaten. I didn't like the first impression, but now that we're together, I know he's a pretty good guy. It's just a shame that he's always afraid to tell us what he thinks.

A week ago.

The floor, the colonel, and Dojin promised to go eat something after class. Flooring said Sundae is good, and Dojin said let's have a squeeze.

And they said, “I'll eat either one.” I said.

Dojin hated that expression. Not if it's a giveaway. I tried to shoot you once not to be so shy, but the floor dried up and my lips couldn't break.

Bounced off the basketball and went to the park. The park was pretty crowded because it was cold but not too immovable. Running to badminton, jumping ropes. Luckily, the basketball court was empty.

“Here!”

I can see the colony waving from a distance.

Dojin and the colonel's house were close. Dojin's apartment is in the same apartment in 201. It was Hannah's 403 apartment across the street. It's less than a 10 minute walk.

“What are you doing? Let's finish basketball. ”

It was a thoughtless horse.

However, the public is not happy with the reaction.

“Th-that's it, right? I'm sorry, I shouldn't have called. It's a little late. It's kind of weird to play basketball at this hour. Sorry."

He scratched his head and spoke small by himself.

Suddenly, he hurls the ball at the center of his chest.

“Ow.”

A ball bounced off the chest. The crowd picks up the ball, noticing.

“What's the matter? ”

“Hey."

“Huh?"

“What did I say? Did I say no, or did I whine? ”

“ ……. ”

“Hey, man. What are you so sorry about? I'm just saying that because you asked me to play basketball all of a sudden, that's what I was wondering. Do I look like I'm picking on you? ”

“Oh, no. ”

“What's the matter with you? Did he usually hit you? Or did you have a cuss? ”

“ ……. ”

“Ahh.”

Dodge was stuffy. He was my friend. Just a friend you can call comfortably. I called you out and I'm sorry I called you out. What a joke.

The colony bows. Then he wiggles his fingers gently. Dojin really hated that move. So I grabbed him by the shoulders.

The crowd flinches. Eye contact. Dojin laughs in vain. The colony dodged the apple of its eye.

“Hey."

“Huh?"

“Are you making me uncomfortable? ”

“No, that's not it. ”

“Then what is wrong with you? Why are you apologizing all over yourself? Why are you acting so pathetic? ”

“… Th…. ”

The person who told me that is the one who mouthed. Then he looks at the flare. The tremor was ridiculous.

“What's going on? ”

“No.”

“You're bluffing. Hey, I haven't seen you in less than a month, but I kind of figured it out. Even so, he wasn't the one who got hurt like this. What the hell?”

I don't know if that was a straight shot.

I bounced the ball that I was holding while moaning. Tung Tung, the bad dribbler misses the ball. A ball that rolls sideways. The crowd sighs.

“It reminds me of the old days. I was a bully.”

When I say I was a bully, I smile as if it was nothing.

“…… what? ”

Dojin was surprised by a sudden confession. You seemed to have some concerns, but all of a sudden you're talking about bullies. At the same time, the body of the doppelganger becomes cold. Suddenly, I feel like my blood is slowly spinning. Bullshit. That was a very painful word for Dojin, too.

* * *

I opened the door with my bicycle. Two-story home tucked inside a high wall. I'm used to it, but I'm not used to this house.

A dog burying its head in its crossed feet jumps in greetings. His name is Barefoot.He's a stranger in this house. I don't know. I've been raising poop dogs on the street for five years. I'm eating well and growing well.

I stroked the spreading stump under the bridge once and placed the bicycle next to the stairs leading into the front door. I climbed three flights of stairs and opened the front door. Warm air touches the face.

Do not greet. There won't be anyone here anyway.

He took off his shoes, changed them to slippers, and passed by the living room to the kitchen. A dining table with four chairs in it. It is covered with complements. There's cold side dishes and rice.

Bob and soup were warmed in Renge. A rotating lens that glows orange. I looked at it carefully and went out with the stump feed under the lens.

He sticks out his tongue and wags his tail to see if it's time to eat. He's a good listener.

“What were you playing at? ”

I asked while pouring the food into the bowl. Of course, the answer that comes back is the sound of chewing rations in small quantities.

“Son of a bitch. I'll give you an answer. ”

I stroked my head and returned to the kitchen. A microwave that ends with a hiss. I opened it and ate steaming rice and soup.

Post-its are located where the bowl is located. The words she wrote. I didn't even read it. I took it off. It's the same word all the time anyway, so you don't have to read it.

After finishing eating, the living room turned on the TV. I don't like the cold feeling of the couch.

I went to the bathroom after about 30 minutes of flattery.

The laughter you hear when you wash out. I was very annoyed. I held the remote and pressed the power button nervously. It doesn't go off at once, I press it two or three times in a row.

I went up to the second floor, where the TV was turned off and my room was at its peak.

I can't wait to see if I finish my meal. I turned the computer on and off. You click on the message once, hesitate for a moment, and then double-click again.

There are 13 friends who have logged in.

They were all friends in middle school.

I sent him a note saying, "What are you doing?" He didn't reply. In fact, they weren't that close. It was just a gang hanging out.

But...

After all, I sent a note to all 13 people as if they were possessed by something. I trust you will reply to one of them.

That's five minutes. There's no reply. I suddenly took out my phone while I was staring at the screen. Friends who are registered in the phone department. Every time I looked at the names of my friends who I thought were quite close to, my face hardened.

He doesn't have the right to call.

I pressed the button without bottoming out. It finally reaches the end of the address book.

“Shit.”

I folded my phone. I was strangely nervous and anxious. Numerous names and faces are passing by. Some of them I thought were really close, but I was reluctant to make a phone call.

What should I call him?

Suddenly, I think of the child in front of the fourth quarter. What was his name? I thought about it for a moment and I remembered his name. I don't know the last name.

Why did that jerk's face come to mind?

A man who is always alone because he has little words and no presence. When you have to do homework in trillions, you look around with embarrassing faces.

“…… ugh. ”

It was similar.

I hate to admit it, but it's just like me now. Me, him, no different. Stupid and stupid. No, maybe he's better off. At least there are some who talk.

I remembered what I said at school Monday to Saturday.

“Not a word. ”

The conversation with the teacher was everything.

I didn't say a word to the children.

Correct.

I ‘couldn't’ share.

I wonder if everyone felt this way. I keep thinking about the kids who were bullied in middle school. I didn't even know what they looked like at the time, but now I remember their faces and voices clearly.

Don't remember.

Damn it.

Though I care elsewhere, I think of what they said and what they did.

The ones who looked at me and lived in fear of me, only saying sorry.

“Shit.”

I turned on the song and turned up the speaker volume to its maximum. Balanced ballads thump like heavy metal.

May that voice erase their loving voice.

I was lying in bed and I closed my eyes.

“…… Damn it. ”

The voices of those who said, "I'm sorry,"... have not disappeared from my home.

* * *

“Come out?”

- Uh, I need a consult. Maybe you're better at this than I am.

“What counseling. ”

- A colonel.

It was an endless horse. Cell phone watches now point to 11 o'clock. What kind of counseling session is this? Moreover, if you get to where they live, you have to step on the bike for 20 minutes.

“Phew. Here we go, here we go. ”

I can think of a saying that people's personality doesn't change that easily. I don't want to ignore the need for help.

Besides, he's a friend.

I pressed on the hood and took out the thick gloves.

“Mom, I'm going out. ”

“Where at this hour? ”

“My friends are calling me. ”

“What?"

“Don't worry, he's a big boy. ”

“ ……. ”

My mom thought about it for a while, but she said not to be too late.

The floor pledged to raise children freely like a parent when it grew up, and adhered to that policy when raising a daughter. She often rotted in her gut, but she grew up pretty and right.

‘Tis more than a helicopter, after all. ’

The floor, about to leave the room door behind you, quietly glances over at the refrigerator.

Counseling.

Friends.

If you put two things in the equation of society, you get one answer. The floor opened the refrigerator door and pulled out a can of beer.

Then he put it in his parka bag and went out.

* * *

There are no people on the street. Looks like they've all entered the warm house. As the park gets closer, you'll see couples wandering around. Good timing. The floor bends the handle and enters the park.

“You made it.”

“Wow, it's cold. ”

The floor bursts into laughter, looking at the two friends sitting together like chicks in the park.

“If it's cold, it's in the PC room. ”

“I have no money, money. That's what I came out to do. ”

Dojin points to the basketball with his chin. The person sitting next to you trembles. It will be quite cold in the cold weather, wearing only one sweater.

“Let's go to the convenience store. Let's have one ramen each. ”

“Oh, you're shooting? ”

A greeting. While the public looks bright in Ramon Bay, they run away.

“I'm good. ”

“Lose weight? ”

At this time, a mob hated sports. Then there's only one reason.

“ ……. ”

“Eat until today. And then you catch a cold. Let's go.”

The floor dragged the bicycle into the convenience store right in front of it. Large convenience store with a lot of guests. The floor bought three ramen and went to the dining hall.

“Let's eat and talk. ”

Tic. Tearing the chopsticks to the sides, the floor said.

The two friends nod and eat unrefined ramen. Two friends who look like their tongues have loosened because of the hot soup.

“Now I can live. ”

“Me, too."

Razor Courage was cleaned. The floor went back to the park with the kids. Bright park lights up at night. There are fewer people.

“So what's the counseling. ”

Sitting on the bench, the floor asked. What brings you here at this hour?

“You tell me. ”

Dojin sees the colony. As if they were about to say something, they sigh deeply.

“That's frustrating.”

A man who can hardly open his mouth even when he's standing beside him.

The floor nods. It means it's a very important issue for the public. But I came all this way, and I can't go back empty-handed.

The floor pulled out a can of beer from my pocket.

Both eyes change in a circle at the same time with him.

The floor smiled and said,

“A magic potion that opens its mouth. ”

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Thank you, Sun-choko.

I'm glad it didn't snow.

For your information, the bike is 40 minutes away.

I went to school over two mountains in middle school.

In high school, I took a 50-minute bike ride.

On the snowy day, they were harpooned.

Now it's all a memory.