Life, Once Again!

00107 Act 1 again

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Since that day, the young people have been quiet. His gaze became more intense than before, but he could ignore it after about a day. I found out. No matter how much I look at you, it doesn't hurt.

The sailor comes to the Mechanical Department at the end of his break and sees the gang snarling and looks forward to victory. There must have been a fire in the back of your foot. Proof of good faith will keep them at bay. From two days ago, there was a call from the teacher as the floor said. It was a job to confirm facts through queries.

What was surprising was the attitude of the student masters. The merciless teacher, who thought he was going to school as a result of beating the student, listened to me with a pretty serious face. And he said, "I honestly think that those who cross paths should take extraordinary measures for rehabilitation.” I said.

Of course, there were not only people who were as enthusiastic about this as the student body. Other teachers gathered at the Measures Committee tried to minimize the size of the incident by pretending to understand the situation. Soldiers were once again surprised at the adult's audacity while dealing with those teachers. I told her I was thinking about suicide, but the answer came back: "I'm counting enough. But they were once friends.”. "

As soon as I heard that, I remembered the description of the floor.

- After all, it's where we have to do business. People need to get together to do business. You have to have a good reputation to get people together. It works surprisingly well for parents in the unemployment industry, so rumors of a good mood in the school might increase admission rate. To do that, you have to avoid the image of bad boys getting together. The problem we blew up this time is that we have to hide it from our superiors.

I told him that I was more likely to lead him towards a good conclusion, but when he really came out like that, he smiled rather than being confused.

However, the teachers did not hate him. During the time I was preparing for this work with the floor, the water bottleneck thought of many things. Probably the same with other friends.

‘There is justice for everyone. ’

Some teachers think it's justice to fight hard for us, and some teachers think it's justice to work for our ranks. Or there will be teachers who serve their families with justice.

Everyone has a good reason. Even though it was an unreasonable reason for others to see it, it made sense to change their gaze.

At the same time.

That's why I also learned that I need to be more clear about my subject.

‘The definition of others is the definition of others. ’

I understand your situation.

But understanding and accepting are separate things. Daedok shakes his head in front of the teachers, saying that he wants to finish well. The teachers looked frustrated and asked them to think about what choices to make for the future.

The horse strengthened the heart of the patient. He spoke loudly on the spot. I want punishment. This won't change.

Of course, now that I think about the situation, I don't think I said it very strongly. Obviously, he stammered and said something. Nevertheless, the first thing I am proud of is that I gave my opinion with this mouth. Not by choice, but by will.

On the way back to the classroom, I saw a friend called to the teacher. A comrade in arms. For the first time in the hallway, you look confidently smiling at him without bowing your head. Cheer up. At that moment, I realized that I had the time to tolerate others.

Just throwing up a frown made a difference in my life. I still had to take a deep breath when I entered the classroom, and I was concerned, but I no longer looked at the clock and waited for the bridge.

“Was it okay with you yesterday? ”

“I liked the sound of bats coming from the meat. But I have to work today. It makes me sick every time I do that. ”

“We have to. If we don't, the enema will destroy us." ”

You no longer need to lie down at rest. I only have one friend, but I have someone to talk to. In preparing for this, the 14 friends felt like they would be together for a really long time.

If he had shared the pain, he would not have felt this level of connection. Because we fought together, this relationship could not have formed because we worked together.

At lunch, I no longer notice and leave the classroom. I gather with the children scattered in each fruit and head for the restaurant with confidence. The eyes around me... were surprisingly ordinary.

To be honest, I was scared. Half thought they were going to be jealous that they sold half the children to the teacher. But coming back is as indifferent as usual, or are they? It seemed like I was curious.

I asked the other students in the other department, just in case, but they said the same reaction. Some were sarcastic, but many were overwhelming.

There, the sickbay and the children could learn another thing.

People don't pay much attention to things that aren't relevant to me

The bottleneck looks back at himself. In middle school, there was a little awkward kid in my class. I wasn't avoiding him, but he was slow, so I made fun of him often. He was also in the crowd. In retrospect, it was definitely a bully. He might have been robbed or beaten up in a place he didn't know.

But at that time, the sickness was not interested in him. The other rebels used to tease me without thinking.

Yes, it is.

I didn't think anything of it.

Her reality didn't even catch my eye. It was just a landscape, a landscape that we see every day.

‘Maybe they are, too. ’

The rebels will be the same. Not many of them are determined to harass themselves. Maybe they just don't realize it. I can't realize the cruelty that a frog carries unless I've been told that a stone thrown at an unconscious heart will kill it.

I still hate it.

who knew they were being bullied, but ignored them and made fun of them. But if anything has changed, I've stopped blaming them. I learned that the price of responsibility is not great.

Eventually you have to bump into them.

- I like it when things get out of hand. But if it doesn't work, we'll have to face it eventually. We can't avoid it forever.

It was the floor's word.

Of course, that doesn't mean he's absolutely right. Sometimes I would argue and say that there are better ways than that. At that time, the floor put its opinions on the floor and accepted other opinions.

In that pose, Sioux felt experienced.

At the same time, I felt different. I wondered if I only felt that way about myself, and I asked the others, and surprisingly, there were quite a lot of children who were thinking the same thoughts.

Experienced women are second to none.

“Does the floor sometimes talk like someone else's business? ”

“Yes, there are times when you treat it like it's someone else's business. Apparently, he's involved, too. ”

The floor was really calm and proficient unlike its peers. The word "Ph.D." did not fit so well. But for some reason, the cripple didn't feel like he wanted to be friends with the grateful floor.

Is it because you always have such a blunt expression?

Or is it too good?

The floor is clearly a great helper and mercenary. But to that end, I feel strongly that I can't lead to a deep connection.

‘It doesn't matter anyway. ’

Why would the floor want to be friendly with people like us? As we worked together, I learned that the floor is expected everywhere. Call without even attempting. It was all associated with adults. I'm amazed at the faces of the friends I'm close to. The boys in the theater department stood out at a distance.

A floor that suits those kids. There's no reason to keep hanging out with us.

But apart from that, there was definitely something hard to get to the floor. I didn't think I wanted to get acquainted with the floor because of any atmosphere that was difficult to explain, not abilities or personalities.

The other kids said the same thing.

“What should I tell the floor, feeling like it's in front of you and not there? It was a strange thing to say, but it felt that way. ”

“That's right. He's definitely a good kid...... ”

The children did not think deeply about it. It's obvious he's a thankful friend.

* * *

“…… Yawn. ”

“These days it yawns a lot. ”

“I'm tired.”

Dojin looks around and leans forward.

“Last time I checked, you were with a lot of noisy kids. Did you encourage them? ”

“I helped. ”

“I knew it. I heard something was off. ”

Dojin gives out cherry-flavored candy. The floor I wanted to eat was peeled and put it in my mouth.

“Is it because of Changwoo? ”

“For now. ”

“You've made up your mind. But it's a little dangerous to be noticed. He's such a douchebag. ”

The tremor gently points to his fingers. This is Changhua and his gang who have been called to the teacher for several days. There's no one in school who doesn't know about this anymore. Even if the teachers do it quietly, rumors will spread.

“Don't worry, it's not a front election. And he wouldn't even care about that. The parents will be summoned soon. ”

“Phew, I'm glad I got to know you. You brute.”

“What a brute. Causality. Causality. ”

“You've been busy with that lately. ”

“We're almost done. Now we can catch our breath. ”

“Take this. ”

A person stumbles into the conversation, holding a 1000-won hamburger in both hands. I gained weight again because of the lack of physical training these days. Smile said, "Let's catch the day soon."

“I don't think I'll be able to eat it again if I don't eat it. Hehe.”

“I'm getting fat again. Eat enough.”

“I would, but I'm fine until today. ”

“Typical three-day construction. ”

Dojin and his colony giggle and exchange words. The floor swallows sweets and then gets a hamburger. Personal lessons on weekdays that follow with the rehearsal of the theater department. There is an amateur actor classroom in Myeong-dong from Wednesday to Friday. Saturdays lead to university and evenings return to Myeong-dong. Sunday hasn't changed, and I haven't seen him in months.

‘Then... ’

There was also a case. If the other guy had consulted, I'd end up listening to him, but that egotistical prick has been telling me about it. The floor reminded me of the main schedule. Sujin helped me a lot. I didn't want to interfere with my family history, but I wanted to help if I wanted to reconcile with my brother.

Maybe we should return the favor.

It's getting tight in my head.

I think I've lived too faithfully since I received 300 million. I'd love to meet her on a hot date, but I really don't have time. I can't believe I'm running out of time than I am in my social life. It must have been a lot of time in school.

“Hey, hey, hey. ”

The floor opened its eyes to the call of dodging.

“You look stunning. Go to sleep."

“I have to. Wake me when you get back. ”

“Come.”

The floor was on its own.

This is why octopus is not good.

There's too much to think about.

* * *

There was only one thing they wanted. Disposal of key offenders. He made it clear that he would not compromise otherwise. After the children's intentions were conveyed to the committee, it was obvious that the school was turned upside down.

The teachers came and went among the students more and more busy. The perpetrators' lips are getting thinner and the victims are getting calmer.

The kids who get hit every time and the kids who get hit this time.

There was a big difference from the marriage. That's why they endured the humiliation and have been beaten up by children for the first time. The difference was dramatic.

And the subsequent parent summons.

Most of the mothers went, but sometimes my father came. Flooring saw people pulling a black medium car out of the car window and felt the school would become noisy once more.

"But there shouldn't be any problem."

Flooring tasted better looking at the phone call list.

It's because I've been realizing lately why people in power want to protect their power.

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A friend who told me to trust only myself shakes his head in despair. I was looking forward to it because she said she was in good company with the school director, but the news came back that it didn't work.

"Why. You said your mother had some strength."

"Well... he said it's best to follow the school's decision."

"Why?"

"Maybe if we leave school and go to a real court...... we'll be in trouble. Expulsion might be better."

"What? What are you talking about? Tell me more."

I can't believe expulsion is so much better. What are you talking about, eating grass?

Changhua was on fire. I turned my eyes upside down and caught Gim reading a book. I knew I shouldn't, but I couldn't stand it now. He lunges at her and kicks her in the side with his foot.

With the sound of the sugar candy, she passed over and half the kids looked this way. I wanted to, but it was spilled anyway. After this, it was time to raise my hand to let go of the anger.

"Fuck you. Forget it."

"You're fucking kidding me. Hey, is it just you in the classroom?"

"Oh, shit. Hey, let's take a break."

The children pulled out their faces one by one. They don't usually pick up anything. Lately, I saw her greeting the children. Did we just get along?

"He wants to live, too. Stop bothering him. You're a real boy's parade."

"Yeah. I'd say that's about right. Idiot."

Changhu gritted his teeth tightly. I've just turned my back on those grumbling bastards. However, when I found out that there were not one or two children staring at me behind my back, I took the hard time out of my hands. Honestly, I wasn't confident in the fight. After living in class for a long time, I forgot something. There are people in this class who use their fists.

This is a notice. There were more stray dogs here than there were peasants.

"Oh my gosh, my Changhu. That's fucked."

The voice of Dojin digs into your ears.

Changhu went halfway through the conversation.

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Shhh! Shhh!

Best regards,

Glug glug!

I feel so much better when I'm sick!

Hi. Hi.

Thank you for your concern.

Gun Kang Choi!

Long live health!

The floor is also busy today.

And there's a little bit of weird stuff going on in the eyes of the floor around you.

The theater department is still practicing hard.

Some are nurturing green love.

It's the river of life.

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Composition:

Life, again.

The Dyrworld.

Completed:

Pharynx