Life, Once Again!

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I don't know if cocoa goes into my nose or into my mouth. The sailor rolls his head as he looks at the floor. She calls me to tell me something I've never seen before and buys me cocoa. I would have accepted cocoa comfortably if I was like before, but now I was just trying to figure out the meaning of cocoa. I hated myself like this, but I hardly opened my mind easily.

“I overheard the call earlier, not Bourne. ”

“ ……. ”

Embarrassment swept from my feet. At school, I couldn't help but look up at my mom because I thought that she had found a grumpy face.

“Are the kids bothering you a lot? ”

“... Oh, no. ”

The water cooled down in the back of my neck. Maybe they sent him here to test me. Changhu, if it's him, it's still him. I shut my mouth tightly and laughed forcefully. Deep down, the word "idiot" came to mind. The sensation of magnetism spread throughout the body, and the water tightens your toes.

“It's hard to say yes. ”

“W-what are you talking about? There's nothing wrong with the kids. You're not one of us. Don't say that without knowing anything. They're all... good kids. ”

I made excuses gradually. It was only the number of times I lied about going to high school. Increasing her grades did not increase, and the sicker she thought of all kinds of things, the more she fiercely defended her friends with her mouth, the more fun it was that the more she became resentful. Yeah, they used to be nice, but I'm a little weird. So is Changhua. I could do better.

I woke up first, saying that I have to go now. This was a test of prosperity or whatever, but I didn't do anything worth catching. I can go home in peace.

“If you brainwash it like that, it might get really stiff. ”

The cripple takes a step back to the floor. The floor continues, looking straight at me.

“Brainwashing. I really... ”

“I think repeated lies are already a great way to brainwash. ”

“I never lied. ”

“Really?"

The floor approaches, and suddenly you shoulder to shoulder. The watermelon rolls his eyes. I wonder what he's up to.

“There should still be some junk at the front door. ”

“What, what? ”

“Friend, you said. Let's go together. ”

“No! ”

“Why? I told you we were friends. With your mouth.”

“Well, that's true, but we're not very close. ”

“He's a friend, after all. Let's go talk. ”

The sailor grips his teeth and knocks off the floor's arm. I wanted to stop for a moment, but it was better than being dragged into the future. The waterhead immediately apologized.

“Sorry. Your arm doesn't hurt, does it? ”

“You've become a habit. What comes out of your mouth is completely different from what comes out of your mouth. ”

“ ……. ”

“I can almost see what's going on in your head. I'm not a friend of Changhu's, and I have nothing to do with that gang. Rather, I found you to keep him calm before the commotion. ”

I wonder what he's talking about. Looking for me to keep Changhua quiet. Sicko couldn't understand it. I'm being blackmailed by that gang and robbed of their money. Such a pathetic guy who can't even speak his mouth and pays for his errands. What can I do?

“Don't you often imagine? I'm gonna punch you in the face with those bullies. ”

“ ……. ”

“You're not having fun coming to school, are you? I just want to go home quickly. Kids get bullied. He was angry with his parents because he had nowhere to turn. ”

My stomach is full. I think I can vomit just by pressing down on my tongue a little. Humiliating words. I hated the guy who spoke like he knew nothing.

“They're probably being treated like idiots at school. We have no friends to go back to. You have no idea how much money they took, do you? It's less painful not to calculate. ”

“ ……. ”

“Sometimes I think about the old days. I had a lot of friends in middle school. You were a jerk in middle school, too? You've never had a friend in your life? Is that it?"

“Oh, no. I don't think so... ”

“You had a friend in middle school? ”

“Huh."

“Foot.”

The watermelon bites its teeth hard enough to crush its inner molars. Laughter makes my ears dizzy. What do you know about me...?

“You're lying. You've been a bully your whole life. It looked like that in elementary school. If the teacher asks you to do something with him, you'll be a fool. Tell me the truth. You've been alone your whole life, haven't you? ”

“I said no.”

“No? You're lying again. ”

“No, really. Me, I was in middle school...... ”

“In middle school? Huh? That's a little weird. So now you're being sarcastic? You said you had a lot of friends. You said everyone in class was nice. What a lie.”

Every time the floor's mouth opens, the bottleneck gives me a headache. Why is he doing this to me? What did I do to deserve this?

In middle school, it was normal. I kick my balls with my kids, I go to the PC room, and I go on weekends to play. I'm telling you, it's not a lie. I just spoke to my friends earlier. These are not fiction. The cripple raises his head for the first time. And I said small.

“What do you know? ”

The whole past seemed unfair, and I said it without my knowledge. The face of the floor has turned violent. The cripple flashes. What have you done?

“No, I mean, I thought about it for a while. I'm sorry, I'm serious. ”

“Why are you so desperate to make excuses? ”

“ ……. ”

“Isn't there something else you'd like to say? ”

“That's ……. ”

The sinister face of the floor turns back again, expressionless. The anxious cripple sighs of relief, expecting to be hit by one.

“The fact that there is a lie proves that the truth hurts. That's one of the things I remember. It's hard to tell the truth. You and I are not great people. Nevertheless, sometimes I see that there are times when I have to tell the truth. Don't you think you're on the edge of a cliff? ”

“The end of the cliff? ”

Even though I'm in a rowdy class, I don't have any friends to greet me with a bottle. I take for granted that no one talks to me. No, I'm afraid to talk now. What else do you want me to do? What else do you want me to do? Stuffy classroom. The time for lower education is the time for blessing. I count candles with him every day. Look at the anger and pray that the clock moves quickly.

‘Am I the end of the cliff? ’

The water bottleneck was feeling cloudy. The suicidal kids on TV are not just boys. I wanted to change, of course. Who would welcome such a treatment? I want to resist and make my voice heard. I wanted to tell you not to bother me anymore.

But I don't have the courage. The voice is always echoed from the inside of the throat, sinking deep into the body. The sinking voice became bitter, angry, hateful, and eventually erupted to my mother. A dark cliff that I know has gone wrong, but I don't see a way to change it.

“I know why you didn't say no. No, I know why I couldn't. I don't have to worry if I can move my mind. ”

“…… what do you want from me? ”

The sailor was confused. It would have been easier if he had beaten, beaten, and taken it away like the rest of the brothels. The head already guesses what the floor wants to say. But I'm not sure I want it out of my mouth.

“I can't do anything. I'm just a moron. I'm just... a moron. No matter what the kids say, they can't say anything. If you lose money, just smile. But if you don't, you will be right.How could you resist seeing something worse than you are now? ”

I feel relieved. I didn't have time to make excuses. I just spit it out when I thought of it. I was ashamed. I was ashamed of myself for saying this. How stupid can I be?

“There you go.”

It was a good voice to hear. The floor was smiling.

“What will it be? ”

“That's enough. That's how you take your first shot. And if you take your first step, you're next in line. ”

“What did I do? ”

“Speaking. I don't need a big word for that. Just being honest. You can only make excuses when you can. We can still make excuses for what's going on. If you're really pushed to the end, whatever form you're in, it becomes extreme. But most of the time, they go towards giving up on themselves. It's easier that way. ”

“…… What are you trying to say? ”

“I thought it might be lonely to be alone at the end of the cliff. ”

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Behind the school. The water bottleneck felt bad every time he came here. There are no good memories. The first day I was dragged here by the same half-cunt, the cripple lent me ₩ 30,000, and that became a starting point.

“What are you doing here? ”

“We need to be prepared to get started. ”

That was the coming floor.

“Brace your belly. ”

“Huh?"

“Did you push?”

“Uh, uh. ”

And then, the thump hit my ear. The sailor frowns and sits down. I couldn't breathe.

“What do you think?”

“Huff, huff. All of a sudden, come on. ”

The cripple stands up, holding the wall. My body trembled with fear. Did you fall for it? But the floor didn't use its hands again.

“It doesn't hurt like hell, does it? ”

“That's what.... ”

“Now hit me. ”

“What, what? Why me?”

“Don't be silly. Hit me. Hands where I can see them. Rather, it hurts when I hold it poorly. ”

After the floor teaches you how to clench your fists, you asked him to punch you in the stomach. I mean, how do you hit people?

“I don't want to fight them. I don't want to fight. If you're trying to teach me how to fight, it's no use. ”

“No one said fight. I just want you to find out. What it's like to hit someone. What it's like to be right. ”

“Ji, you really want me to hit you? What's the big deal?”

The floor shrugs and quietly points to the ship. He couldn't even do this or that, but he finally punched the floor's belly.

I heard a loud and clumsy sound.

The floor spoke with a familiar face.

“Scared of being right? ”

Soldier nods at the question. I'm afraid of being right. So I have to listen carefully.

“The reason I'm afraid to be right is because I'm not willing to hit you. ”

“You're afraid you'll get hit? ”

“Yes. I'm afraid of being right because I'm not willing to pay you back." ”

“I can't help it. I can't fight. ”

“I'm not asking you to fight. Fighting is a nourishing act. ”

“Then?”

“You know it well. Being beaten and endured with the belief that you can counterattack. ”

“Getting beaten up? ”

“I'm not going to stop them from hitting you. You don't strike back, you don't scare me. Rather, if they fight back, they'll say they're right. ”

“... It's no use getting hit. ”

“Of course I'm not asking you to be right. But if you're ready to get hit, you can talk to them. It's a fact that you're right. ”

“Be able to speak? ”

The floor nods.

“If I talk to them, they won't feel a thing. ”

“No. It's very important that you speak. ”

At that moment, the floor pulls out a handful of plastic to its pocket. As I touched the plastic with the buttons on it, a sound came out.

“That's our voice. ”

A pretty clear voice came out. Noise mixes up and there's skin on the hems, but the conversation is clearly recorded.

“That recorder... ”

“That's why I'm asking you. And in order to speak properly in front of them, I need a so-called ball. It's no big deal. Once you can be honest with yourself, that's enough. All you have to do is say the honest things that come out of it. ”

Bottleneck swallows saliva.

“You want me to be honest with them? Then I... ”

“I'm sure you'll be thrilled to be hit. ”

“Hey!"

He's a coward.He's doing the hard thing. If you say what's in them, it'll be chaos. Pay me back. Don't bother me. Don't hit me anymore. If you say this, your fist will fly right away.

The floor puts the recorder back in its pocket.

“Don't you want me to break up with you? ”

I said, "I have to solve it myself. ”

“Yes. Now that you're honest, I'll be honest with you. I can't stay by your side and help you with everything. That's impossible. There has to be some kind of sacrifice. Maybe that's what's right. ”

“You want me to do that? ”

“Huh."

“What are you going to do with your voice? And if they find out I recorded it...... I won't even be able to breathe in the classroom. ”

It was horrible. If the kids find out that they were trying to intimidate themselves, it won't end with one or two hits. You want me to do something dangerous? Something you can be more of a bully than you are now?

“School violence is more important than proving the situation. How much money they took, how long they've been in violence, how many perpetrators have been in violence. It's important to collect these things well. ”

“That's the end of listening to you! Then? Maybe I……. ”

“Did I tell you? ”

“Then?”

“I'm not trying to do this to end up on the school violence committee level. Once you start, you'll see the end. You know, Daa, if they've done something rash, shouldn't they be treated accordingly? ”

It was a annoying floor, but the water bottleneck was very scary looking at that face.

“There were a lot of kids who took money from Changwoo besides you. I only looked at it for a day, but I could see it very well. This petition's gonna get pretty thick. ”

“What the hell are you doing……. ”

“What are you doing? ”

The floor pulls the recorder out of its pocket again.

“Surprisingly, the law is closer than the fist."

"Law? What, are you gonna sue me for something?"

The floor nods as if it's nothing. Do you think he knows what he's talking about? I've seen that on TV. Isn't that what grown-ups do in the world?

"I will explain to you what I can and cannot do from now on. If you like it, take the tape recorder. If not, just write me a petition. You can ask someone else."

The watermelon looks at the recorder with trembling eyes.

I've never seen him before today, but I believed him somehow. And it didn't seem like he was trying to jump. A tape recorder. How and when did they prepare that?

"Are you sure you want to help me?"

"Win-win, to be exact."

The sickness worries. But it's not that long. The condition is the worst anyway. There can't be a worse way to fall than here. If you're going to be teased and bullied anyway, why don't you give those bastards a beating? I was scared, but I thought it would be something if the kid in front of me helped.

The bottleneck reaches out and grabs the recorder tightly.

"I'll try."

"First, listen to me. Oh, and don't hold this so tight."

"Why?"

"It's not mine, and it's 80,000 won."

"Dig, 800,000?"

The cripple flinches and lets go.

Who the hell is this floor?

"Anyway, let me explain."

The floor spoke in a solemn voice.

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Maybe it's because you care.

Finished with a baldness.

Whew... I'm sweating.

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It's a fun weekend.

Azaza

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