Life, Once Again!

- After all, that's about it. You're the kid.

I had brakes on my fingers that were digging between the half-folded phones. Autumn felt a gentle heat rising in her heart. The rabbit's emotions were seeping in.

- If you weren't there, you'd have called Maru before. I would have just spent my time on the phone talking nonsense. Just to get some relief. To confirm one of the ironic facts that is still nearby. Is that the best you can do? You think you're okay now that you've won the movie title? Is that all you got? If you're going to do that, stop it. Relax and meet the floor. We'll compare, we'll get depressed, we'll get hurried, but what do we do? She's the only one. You'd better give yourself up. As an actor, if you find it hard to be recognized as a person, buy it with your body. It doesn't wear off, does it?

“That's a lot to say. ”

Autumn said, "I'm usually a bunny who cares about me like a sister, but I've become a monologue as much as I do about the floor." I appreciate you forgetting your commitment and giving me advice whenever I shake my mind, but today was too much.

- If you don't want to hear it, do it right.

It was a nagging word. Autumn sighs and releases her hand from her phone.

- But it's weird. I told you not to contact me, but I suspect there's really no call.

“Doubt what? ”

Even if you think I can be selfish because I'm watching you, it's not a floor. Anyone who really wanted to see you and liked you would have broken that promise and called you once.

“Maybe the floor understands how I feel. ”

If I told my loved ones not to contact me for no reason, they would have come to my house and asked me why. Because that's love.

No, I did not answer confidently. In the corner of my heart, I was the one who confronted him saying that it was love. When I played, I was often frustrated because my body wasn't what I wanted. I wish I could stretch my arms out a little more, but I wish I could stretch my shoulders, but I wish I could tell you the vibrations on my eyebrows. But it wasn't just the body that wouldn't move. There were also times when the mind was spontaneously releasing emotions regardless of the will. It was the same now. It was "my heart," but it wasn't "my heart." I thought my mind was harder to control than my body. Fall chewed my lips better.

“It's palm time! ”

It was heard from the table where the successors gathered. Autumn sent a bitter thought. I didn't want to ruin the atmosphere because of personal circumstances at the happy place to finish the year. I intentionally stretched my face and took away my smile. Make sure you have a good time.

“We don't want to do this. ”

“You did it in second grade, too. Now that we're in second grade, let's do it. ”

“Yes! When you go, you have to take the insult once. ”

Choi made an embarrassing face. For the past year, it was best to teach and lead sophomores. When palm time starts, sophomores who have sharpened their swords will run like hell. Seolmin, who committed a sin, encouraged him to play another game, but his sophomore year was like a wooden stone.

"First graders, you want palm time too, right?"

"Yes! We'd love to do that."

"It's the last one anyway. Let's get hot, okay? Sunbae, the tide has passed. Just hang in there."

The sophomore has been carrying the first grade on his back and demanding palm time. The fall reminded me of this time last year, when they also had palm time for the third grade at the last ceremony before the second grade winter break. It was time to say what I was disappointed in, what I liked, and what I didn't want you to forget.

“Yes! Let's get on with it, then! We're the youngest in third grade, middle grade and freshman year. Okay?”

“Of course. Hey, first graders don't even notice. ”

Palm time began with the permission of former director Seolseol Choi and current manager Yeongsoo. The moment that I could open the hypothesis with a pair of sounds came, but I couldn't open my mouth easily. It was the receipt who opened the portal first.

“Seol Choi!”

Yeong-soo jumps up and down. Choi said with a grinning smile.

“Yes, sir. ”

“Don't even go to college. The girl is too rough. ”

“Of course, you should go to college well. ”

“And don't hit me with your kids' jokes. I don't know if you're joking, but I'm a real pain in the ass. You're so strong. Know that.”

“Yes, I'm a little strong. Your forearms are too thick.”

Autumn laughs with its mouth closed. Soon you will see blood on the steepest stake.

“Last but not least, do you have a boyfriend? ”

“Nothing.”

The young man who was talking nonchalantly began to notice. A second grader who sits around Young Soo said, "If you hit Young Soo, do it quickly." The people who felt that the atmosphere was strange stopped laughing and looked at the receipt.

“Seol! I liked you. Isn't that right?”

After a brief silence, a round of applause pours out. A kiss comes from the Federation between the tingling sound of the flute.

Choi said after placing his hands on the children.

“Sir, I'm sorry, that's not my style. And now that you're in third grade, study hard. ”

Choi Seol refused the dagger and crossed his arms, and Yeong-su sat down with a long face. The junior male followers laughed bitterly.

“Why? After college, it's not bad to hang out with a green high school. ”

A friend sitting next to Choi said. Choi Seol shakes his head firmly.

“With him? Don't talk to him. I don't feel like a man anymore. He's just a cute little brother. ”

Motives nod, saying yes.

“The second grade is a total clusterfuck, so the first grade is next. ”

“Hey, what's first grade? First grade. ”

A rumored freshman stood up from his seat because he was the winner of the first grade.

“Hey, honestly, isn't it a little long to be practicing till 12: 00? Let's cut to the humanness, especially the receipt. You have no right to blame Snow. Snow still takes care of you. You're always the bad guy. ”

“Yes, yes. I'll let you know.”

“Can you feel the end of your voice? You're not gonna say anything after this, are you? I don't think our Yeong-su is that petty. ”

“Of course. How dare I talk to you first graders? We're going to cut down on practice in the future, by 11: 59. ”

I sat down sighing as if the freshman class had collapsed. Since then, first-graders have been holding the spoon microphone and explaining their minds. There were more complaints about sophomore year than third-graders, but it seems that they often bumped into first-graders. In the fall, I saw children's legends while eating a sack. I was excited last year, but I didn't have anything to say since I was in third grade at the end of palm time.

The noisy palm time also approached the end.

“Autumn!”

The fall when I picked up the garlic in front of me with chopsticks, I raised my head to the voice from a distance. Yuna, who tied her hair together like Sanctum, held the spoon upside down.

“Congratulations on your mastery! ”

Autumn answered with chopsticks.

“Thank you.”

“And thank you so much for buying strawberry milk and comforting me when I had a hard time. ”

The first-graders shouted, "Stop smiling." Autumn saw Juna with a light smile. After Yuna confessed her mind, she thought she wanted to live with her close relatives as before, but when she came to her senses, she had a bad relationship. There were often conversations and deep talks about acting, but even in the fall, Juna felt a wall. The wall was not built by Yuna, but by herself. The wall that I thought was going to break soon became stronger and higher. Now, the wall has risen so high that I can't see Yuna's sincere expression even if I lift my heel. I understood it all, said I could, and I was pathetic to turn my back on it. As I got more pathetic, I ran into Juna.

“No, it's not.”

Autumn, Yuna, who took a breath, looks around.

“That's it for the fall. From now on, I have something personal to say to the people of the theater department. Whew, there was a boy I liked. ”

The junior class cheered for a sudden confession. Autumn looked at Juna, holding on to her aching breasts.

“I bet there are a lot of first-graders who love Yuna. ”

“First grade only? You're not the only one who confessed to her in second and third grade. ”

Her friends said she was literally popular. It was natural to be desired because he had a cute face and even a flair for drama.

My throat burns. I see Juna silencing herself while drinking water. I looked at him as if I was waiting.

“But it was clean. I used to love it, but now it's so clean it doesn't even look like it. ”

The boys were excited.

“Who? Who dumped Juna? ”

“Let's be honest. Who dumped you? ”

It was natural to think that they would be in the theater department. Fallman knew what Yuna was talking about was the floors. What did Juna want to say?

Yuna's voice trembles as she drinks cold water.

“So you two meet. I wanted you to meet me. I was in the middle of something, but I was nothing. He didn't need to care, so don't worry about anything. He only sees you. Hey! Thank you, I'm sorry, I admire you. You can hate me, but I want to stay close. May I?”

Yuna, who had told me so far, sat down. I could see him stealing the eye area with the back of his hand, sniffing his nose. The fall sighs trembling.

“What? What did Yuna just say? ”

“Don't you see? There was a triangle inside the theater department. She liked a boy, but she had an owner. That's why I publicly apologized. ”

“Is that so? I'm surprised you look so gentle. ”

“You didn't know. You had a girlfriend. That's why he's crying and apologizing. Maybe he said it here because he wouldn't believe me if I met him separately. Anyway, you're very brave. I'd be embarrassed to say that. ”

Yeong-mi said while running away. Choi stood up fighting back.

“Here! I don't know who Yuna is, thanks, sorry and respected, but talk to her quietly later. Because it doesn't look like Yuna's faking it. And Yoona Kim!”

“Yes, yes! ”

It was Yuna who sniffed and replied.

“Who said palm time? Conscience? ”

“Sorry!”

“A song for the bees. ”

“Yes?”

“Sing me a song. The atmosphere's down. Don't you agree? I'll sing it with you instead. No, the whole third grade! Let's do a backflip behind Juna. ”

Choi Seon stood outside the table, clapping his hands and dragging Juna away. It was Yuna with her eyes wide open, but she immediately smiled and shoved a spoon into the bottle.

“Hey, it's autumn. What are you doing here? ”

Choi Seon called for autumn. The fall sat down and looked at Juna. Yuna, who held her mouth tightly, was waiting with her throat tightened.

Autumn stands up, breathing heavily. My mind was complicated and my head was spinning, but I didn't want to be cowardly in front of my supporter who gave me courage.

“I can't let you go first. I'll call you first.”

Autumn handed over Yuna's bottle of drinks.

“As expected, autumn. So, what are you gonna call me? ”

Choi asked, opening his phone. Autumn responded with a gust of nostrils.

“Jofidi's friend. ”

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I blamed the owls for turning them into breakfast people for a while.

I woke up yesterday at 5: 00 in the morning, and I got distracted.

I'll see you at midnight first.