Life, Once Again!

* * *

My ears strangely tingle. Who's insulting me?

It was a floor that stretched out and got up from the bed. My eyes finally stopped pouring like they were going to bury the world. The landscape that looks beyond the curtain is literally a drawing. It's so white that I can feel the difference in the grey cement road that snow vehicles passed by.

“It's good to be lazy. ”

In retrospect, I've been very busy. My normal high school life was abnormally busy after negligence. Maybe God put on the brakes to rest for a while. So let's just relax.

I reached out and pulled the banana out of the fruit basket. A tropical fruit harvest in the middle of winter. You're out of luck, too.

I opened the book eating bananas. The one who will come is here. I told my family to ignore it, so they won't come today.

When I relaxed the bookshelf, the floor glanced at the letters.

‘By the way, how are you doing? ’

1: 00 p.m. They'll all be there by now. Maybe a smile started talking. The role of a smile is to be hated. One hates doubt itself, even if it is reasonable doubt. A smile will be quite embarrassing as it provides doubt.

In fact, it is right for the pregnancy teacher to do it. Anyway, the acting department is in charge of the prenatal teacher. A smile is an externally invited instructor.

But emotional distance is much closer to a smile. The impression is different from how the teacher smiles at the children. A smile knows that, so it must be taken care of without rejection. It was also a smile that he valued, so he couldn't bear it without standing up for himself.

I'm sorry to have left you with so much baggage.

“Oh, are you insulting me? ”

I've been having these dreams, and now I think I know why. I can see the face of the smile that will be sharpening my teeth. But I don't know what to do. That's what grown-ups do. That's your responsibility.

“...... I'm sure he's comfortable. ”

I put the apple in my mouth and wept.

* * *

When all the sophomores came back to the auditorium with their mouths shut, I wondered what was wrong with them. What would the smiling instructor ask?

And now, he was able to understand the trembling and slightly offensive faces of the sophomore class.

“I doubt the floor. ”

After hearing it, I couldn't understand the meaning of the word for a while. I was looking at the smiling instructor because I didn't want to hear it well, but the smiling instructor had a firm face.

“What the……. ”

“The floor was on the fifth floor of the auditorium when the fire broke out. You know what that means, you know. ”

“Teacher.”

“Tell me your honest thoughts. Isn't the floor suspicious? ”

He liked the smiling instructor. I liked seeing only one play, not a passion, and focused on it. Plays were enjoyed even by the bitter and harsh teachings because they could feel the smile teacher's enthusiasm.

I've never seen a smiling instructor badly. At this moment, however, I inherently disliked the person who was smiling.

“Are you serious? ”

I have never spoken to an adult. I've never disobeyed an adult. Apart from being shy, it is usually because the adult's words are right. But this is something. Is the Smile Instructor really doubting the floor? I was confused. I expected you to trust the floorboards more than anyone.

“Well, that's the situation. You were down on the first floor, the floor was alone on the fifth floor. There was a fire in that situation. Of course we should be suspicious. ”

It was a smile speaking with arms crossed.

Do you really think so? When I went to the hospital yesterday, the smiling instructor was worried about the floor. He also said it was better that the floor was unharmed than the stage was saved. He was also genuinely angry with the floor. It was a teacher who scolded the disciple who did reckless things.

In one day, the public felt a sense of otherness about the person's attitude changing and doubting the floor. Do you really think he meant it?

Above all, this talk is not the style of a smile instructor. Who is the Smile Instructor? He is a person who does not notice anyone and says everything. If the Smile River really thought the floor was the culprit, he would have asked yesterday. Did you set the fire? If I had answered no to the floor, I would have ended my doubts there and not even mentioned it anymore.

The smiling instructor calls the children one by one and makes it sound like he's paying attention?

This is not how a smile instructor works. Smile instructors do not prefer this annoying and handy format. A way to turn around and get what you want, rather than stepping forward. Clearly intervened but not well exposed. Knowing that the damage will come back there, but this way of selling his name in an unorthodox way... ….

“That instructor. ”

“Huh?"

“Can I make a quick phone call? ”

“To whom? ”

“Floor.”

“What?"

“I won't say what you say. Doubt or something. I just want to ask you something. Will it work?”

“Well, yeah. ”

I got up from my seat and went to the corner.

He picks up his phone and calls the floor. The floor answers the phone with a voice that seems to have just woken up.

“The floor.”

- Uh-huh.

“Can you be honest with me? ”

- If you keep asking me that, I'm gonna have to say no.

“But I want you to answer me honestly. ”

- What is it?

“Did you ask Mr. Smile for something? About this fire. ”

You hear no voices for a moment. You're not getting the hang of it. It was when I was thinking that.

- I felt it the other day, but I should tell you to notice, you have a good head. I can't even lie.

“Then…. ”

- I asked you to. I think you know why.

“Ugh, yeah. Roughly.”

You also want to believe in the floor. That no one in the department had set the fire. But in order to believe, verification must take precedence. I hate unfounded belief. In elementary school and middle school, they suffered because of their unfounded faith, because of their gaze. He's fat. He's slow. He's ugly. No attempt was made to recognize me anywhere. The children rose without thinking because of their corrupted faith.

“But there isn't, is there? Of course. It doesn't make sense for any of us to start a fire. ”

Though I thought the answer would be swift, the floor was silent unexpectedly. The silence told me one thing.

“You really... ”

- Just stick to my methods for now. I have an idea.

“You think you're one of them? ”

- It just opens up all possibilities. My stomach hurts when I put my foot in what I believed.

It was a self-speaking floor. I wonder what happened before. They accepted it first.

“Okay. I don't know what you're trying to do, but I'll be quiet. ”

-Thank you.

“But tell me next time. I don't know if it'll help...... but it doesn't feel so good to be fooled by a friend. ”

- Yeah, okay.

I hung up and thought. Is there anyone suspicious about the floor? Or are we literally just keeping the possibilities open? If we can't pinpoint the culprit, how can we pinpoint him?

It was all a question.

I don't think so. It was only after everything was finished that the floor was able to understand its intentions. What happened before the summer break, the school violence.

‘But I don't want you to shield yourself. ’

I don't know. Maybe the floor doesn't even have that much to offer. He thought about it. Create a situation where he or she will be suspicious and use it? I don't think I'll be able to do it because I'm insecure and uncomfortable. After all, it makes a bad impression on the kids.

Classes to be observed and those that are not. The floor seems to be perfectly distinguished to the point that it feels cold. And it feels like the floor is classified as a class that does not have to protect itself. Nearer than me. Recently, though its tendency has been diminished, it still remains to blindly work hard for someone.

You won't know who it is until the floor opens its mouth.

“I think I've heard it all by the look on your face. ”

“…… Yes. ”

“For now, play on this stage. I have to see the end of what started. ”

“Do you think you're in the theater like the floor? ”

“No, I don't think so. ”

It was a faithful look.

“Here. Get the next one. There's two of them now? ”

“Yes.”

“The floor guy. I'm doing the right thing. I'll come visit you soon and harass you. ”

“But he's hurt, so please be gentle.... ”

I smiled and said. I got up from my seat and went out for the last time.

“No one has ever been suspicious, have they? ”

“Of course.”

“I'm glad.”

The man who entered the auditorium opened his eyes to the stone. The cornerstone rises from its seat and goes to the class with a smile.

* * *

“The floor?”

“Well, what do you think? ”

Recent stones shut their mouths for a moment. Did the floor set the fire?

‘Well, I hope so. ’

One drink. I don't like this guy. There are no good corners from one to ten. If he's the one who set the fire, he's gonna sue.

However, the limestone shakes its head.

“He's a little mean, but I don't think he set the fire.

”

“Really?"

“Yes.”

“Okay. Any doubters? ”

“Well, I don't know. But I just want you to know that I'm not. because you know how hard I work for the theater department. ”

A smile gives me a nod to get up.

“Is Yurim the only one left? ”

“Yes.”

“All right. Bring it on. ”

Razor stone returns to the auditorium. Twelve are gathering, but no one is talking. You're not in the mood to say it now that you've heard it. Myeoseok called Yurim. Yurim is surprised as if he woke up suddenly in his sleep.

“Why are you so funny? You're next. Go. ”

“…… Huh. ”

I get up stumbling. After Soyeon next to me grabs it, she sprays it and walks forward. Did you two fight?

A dark forest leaves the auditorium.

* * *

I was more nervous than when I first got onstage. What is the Smile Instructor doing in here? I asked the other kids, but they didn't answer me. However, when I postpone it with a dark face, I don't think it's a story to talk about with a smile.

I opened the door and went in. The smiling instructor folded his arms. I sat down because I saw a chair in front of me. As soon as I sat down, the smiling instructor spoke to me.

“I don't want to talk long. I just want you to listen to me and tell me what I think. ”

“Yes.”

“I doubt the floor. ”

Fleece grows thick. I wonder what that means. I saw a smile with trembling eyes. One day, I can feel the heartache in my mouth. Why do I suddenly doubt the floor? Do you think they'll find something?

I thought it was a slight opportunity.

I'm too tired of this. I wanted to solve it quickly and scary. I think I'll go crazy if I drag it for too long. Meanwhile, a smile doubts the floor. It looks strange to actively cooperate. But wouldn't it be okay to agree with the nonsense?

There's no evidence that I did it anyway. Yeah. If you say it looks like a floor here....

I was relaxed for a moment. I felt like it was an opportunity given to me by heaven. It must have been Heaven's help for me, poor thing.

“Yurim?”

“Yes, yes? ”

“Well, what do you think? ”

“So…… I…. ”

A moment of conflict. I opened my mouth to the feeling of wanting to relax.

“The floor is suspicious. Of course, that doesn't mean he set the fire. Just do it. Anyway, there was no fire until we came down, but it was after he went up. ”

“Isn't that right? ”

It was a smile that changed my face. I was a little happy. This might not work out so well. The more suspicious the floor is, the easier it will be for me.

“Do you feel the same way about me? ”

“Well, well. Just like that.”

“The floor hated the play at first. And then all of a sudden I got involved. And then you remember what you used to say to the kids? He may have a surprisingly bad personality. ”

I made a big fuss and kept my mouth shut. I felt like I didn't have to rush into it. But luckily, the smiling instructor was smiling favorably.

“I've heard your opinion. You know this is a secret, right? ”

“Of course.”

Maybe the smiling instructor wants to doubt the floor. A smile rose from my heart. A smiling instructor might have laughed if not in front of him.

When I returned to the auditorium and waited a moment, a smiling instructor came in.

“Well done today. Everybody go home. Rest well for the day after tomorrow. ”

Everyone stood up with an unsatisfactory face. You take your bags one by one and leave the auditorium. Yurim said he approached Near Stone quickly, but he said he had work to do first.

‘There's nothing I can do. ’

If you flirt, you'll hate it even more. I ignored Soyeon calling from behind and went to the bus stop. I wanted to go home and get some sleep. I think I'll be able to sleep well in this condition.

That's when the call came.

“Teacher?”

- Yurim, where are you?

“That's the bus stop. ”

- Wait a minute, then. You have somewhere to go with me.

“Yes?”

I was curious, but a smiling instructor's car appeared in front of me.

“Get in.”

He was a smiling instructor who opened the door and said. I got in the car. Immediately the car left.

“Teacher.”

“Huh?"

“Where are we going? ”

“Hospital.”

“Yes?”

The hospital, are you trying to find the floor? I was relieved to think so. Rather, I was happy to see the hospital.

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I have a bad headache.

I have to go to bed.

Take care, everyone. The savages are here because of the holiday season.