The World of Masks

Most people born in Korea and raised in Korea go through many graduation ceremonies in their lives. From kindergarten graduation, elementary school, middle school, high school, university. Of course, there are other things to do and graduation after other courses of education, but on average graduation in school is almost common for most people. Among other things, college graduation has a special meaning. It is a symbolic event that has emerged from a school that has been accustomed for over a decade and has emerged as a member of a rugged and cold society. Of course, the mindset of graduates is different. After graduating from elementary school, middle school, high school, and high school, the way you can think of it as an extension of the school you attended so far, it is also true that even after graduating there was no great emotion. But the university is different. There is also the option of going to graduate school, but South Korea's emotional end is usually the end of the school year. I can no longer be a child in my parents' arms. It's time to stand on your own legs, whether you're killed or fed, strong or poor. It was a big turning point in life, another beginning.

Pow!

The flash flashes. Those smiling brightly at the camera pull themselves together.

"Thank you."

To the unnamed person who took a pleasant picture, he bowed his head and greeted them. The person who took the photo nods, smiling slightly, then hands over the camera and disappears into the crowd.

"How did it go?"

Yurin ran to the side of his father to see if he was interested in the photo taken.

Yurin's appearance was different than usual. Of course, she still had a unique beauty that attracted all the attention around her, but her outfit was different. He was wearing eye-catching clothes, not Yoo Rin's usual outfit, which he enjoyed to wear without much makeup.

I was a graduate gown and undergraduate.

The square academic widow and crooked graduate gown were adding a charm to Yurin's beauty. Beauty looks good in anything. Fashion is complete. They were the words that best describe Yurin's current appearance.

"It looks beautiful."

The golden thread on the teacher's head shook. I couldn't help but look at the picture of my graduating daughter, desperately lowering her lip to go up slightly.

"Shouldn't you be filming with Jin Seok?"

Ga Young's words make Yurin's head snap and go back. As it was a day, Yoo Rin's mood was more high than ever.

"I will."

Standing next to the dust, I grabbed his arm tightly. I bent my eyes greatly when I saw that look. There was a slight spark in my eyes. I couldn't help but notice the bandit who took my daughter. Jinsuk had to smile beautifully.

"What are you doing?"

Ga-young next to me gave me a pint. He smiled funny as if he didn't want to bring the photo to the eye.

Pow!

The camera flash exploded again. As soon as the picture was taken, Jinseok approached him. I couldn't keep hurting my girlfriend's father's feelings.

"You have to take a picture of your family. Give it to me."

"Should I?"

It was typical of Korean fathers to greet their inner selves as if they were fine. I like it inside and pretend to be strict on the outside. Ga Young looked at the top and saw a little smile next to him.

Yurin stands between the top and Ga-young, crossing her arms. Jin laid eyes on the camera. It was not a camera on a little Decana phone, but an expensive camera on a full-fledged telescope. When I stopped by Yurin's house a few days ago, I heard a loud shout that the drunken statue had bought it for today.

Since it had already been manipulated, it was done by pressing the button. The camera screen shows three people. Yoo Rin smiling brightly, holding two large bouquets of flowers from her parents and Jin, and the image of Ga Young smiling gladly next to her, was the harmonious family itself.

"Take one, two · · · · · · · · · · ·"

Pow!

The third photo was saved in the photo machine. Yurin approaches to the side and looks at the picture with his head out.

"Well done."

I rubbed the screen with my sleeve and said while wiping off the oil. Photos taken on the screen were inexpensive and could not be clearer.

"Yurin!"

You hear Yurin calling from afar. A woman about the same age as Yurin waves her big hand. It seemed that he was also a graduate of this school, wearing a square undergraduate and graduate robe. I ran to Yurin and bowed my head to the Jinsuk and Yurin's parents who were next to me. Then I grabbed Yurin's hand.

"Come on, let's get a group shot of the kids."

"Oh, right. I'll be back in a minute."

Yurin disappears among the people, drawn by a friend. I can see the graduates gathering in the distance. As Yurin enters, he starts chattering, preparing the photo machine, or aligning his ranks. Jinsuk silently watched his appearance.

"Surprised?"

When I brought my old sports car, I thought of the reactions of Yurin's friends. Jealousy and envy were stuck together.

'I heard you don't have any close friends,'

Surprisingly, Yurin was getting along well. Even among my friends, there was no ambience to outrun Yurin. I liked the way they smiled and blended with each other.

After taking a group photo, graduates began to form small groups as if they were now close friends. Yu Rin also gathered with other comrades and took a picture.

"Hmmm, Yoo Rin thought she didn't have a lot of close friends."

I muttered as if the headstone beside me was questionable.

"Do you know who's to blame?"

"Hmmm!"

Ga Young's jabbering words at my side turned his head in a handsome manner.

As if the photo shoot had ended, the graduates began to scatter. I went back to my own family, or I gathered some friends that I liked and headed somewhere in groups. Yurin waves to a few children who look familiar and walks towards the square.

"Sorry, you've been waiting a lot, haven't you?"

Jinseok shakes his head. I turned my head and looked at where Yurin and her friends had gathered earlier.

"Can I stay away from my friends?"

"Friends have to meet family now. We can't just be friends like this."

Yurin, who held the hand of the top seat next to him, grabbed the top and dragged it.

"Come on, Dad. Now that the graduation ceremony is over, buy me something delicious."

"Okay, let's go. Since this is our only daughter's graduation, we should definitely celebrate this day. I'll take you home to the best place."

He holds Yurin's hand and says to Jinsuk:

"You'll come, right?"

"No thanks if you invite me."

He said with a good four-year-old smile. The group walks through a crowded crowd. I returned Yurin's graduate gown and undergraduate teacher in the middle and headed to the parking lot. Filled with large university playgrounds, cars remind me of the second-hand car market. The group immediately stops in front of the familiar car. One Benz, one Audi. As a pronoun for expensive imported cars, the cars next to them were all as far as possible in the middle of a dense pile of beanstalks.

"Yurin, where are you going?"

He opened the door of the driver's seat and said. Yurin looks up at the top and heads to the top of the car. Once again, his brow twitched, but he sighed to see if he had given up.

"You said it was pointless raising a daughter."

The driver's seat door closed with the sound of his tongue kicking. Ga-young smiles as she opens the passenger seat door.

"Don't take it so hard on your dad, he's just upset. Get in the car."

Ga Young's body disappears into the car and the passenger seat door closes. As the engine starts, a sound starts from Benz's powerful engine. Jinseok also opened his car door and went inside. Yurin comes through the passenger seat door when he pulls his seat belt to death.

"Buckle up."

"Yes."

Yurin unplugs his rear seatbelt and plugs it into the side of the seat. The car vibrated gently as it started. The car next to him slid away. Jinsuk also followed right behind.

The school's playground was filled with cars trying to leave the school. The car was driven to a narrow area at once, so of course it took time. When the two cars barely left school, it was about 20 minutes after they left. But also the joy of getting out of school for a while because of the hard work. The roads outside were also intertwined with the cars that were pushed out of the school. Eventually, the two cars started speeding up in earnest about 30 minutes after they left school.