I found out the identity of the academy through an internet search.

    This is a specialized entrance exam academy for Yeonhwa Arts High School, an art high school in D City near I City.

    It is almost the only multi-arts academy in I City, including music, art, theater, and film.

    Academy registration fees are quite expensive, but where does the money come from?

    As I think about where I got the money, a sharp thought crosses my mind.

    ‘That idiot-! Worth the price of my life… … .’

    This is almost the only insurance money left by Gyu-jeong’s parents.

    It’s not much, but did you use it?

    What happens after that is more problematic.

    If he gets into an art high school, he may have to sell his house to pay for the huge tuition.

    The house is sold and the school changes. The distance increases.

    Our relationship of nearly 10 years is coming to an end.

    More than anything, I’m worried that Gyu-kyung will have to sacrifice his health if he goes to the arts high school.

    Horn. A brass instrument that curls like a sinuous snail.

    Although he played the flute and altrecorder at a high level, he especially preferred the horn, his father’s instrument.

    If you go to an arts high school, you will definitely major in wind instruments, which is your specialty.

    I know that if you play the instrument a few times, your alveoli will burst and you won’t vomit blood. If it accumulates, it becomes dangerous… … !?

    ‘I won’t hear you forcing it… ‘Because he’s strangely stubborn.’

    I have to go home and persuade him slowly. You may need to get help from your dad or a teacher at school.

    Why do I care so much about him?

    I don’t want him to be unhappy anymore.

    The six months I spent with aphasia and lethargy were terrible.

    It felt like I was looking at a stub, not a person.

    If only the hero of the past lived happily ever after… It’s my only wish.

    -Even if it’s not me who stays by my childhood friend’s side at the last moment.

    ‘my heart aches… … .’

    It was a girl named ‘Sim Eun-hye.’

    She appeared to be a gentle young woman, but her actions gave off a somewhat ominous tone.

    At that time, like a fool, I mistook that feeling for jealousy.

    I have a delicate feeling that their relationship has been denied by the way they flirt with each other and the way they get along with each other flawlessly.

    -I would like to know more about the relationship between the two.

    He and Eunhye went into a nearby arcade with the intention of waiting for them to come out of the academy.

    So you picked the doll here? I’m glad I don’t hang out with rude kids.

    There aren’t many people.

    I was at a loss as I wasn’t familiar with this type of arcade, but I found a suitable game.

    ‘Aha, haha. It shouldn’t be like this-.’

    It was a game where you had to beat the drum to the falling rhythm, and since I wasn’t very athletic, I had fun with it.

    It was around the time when I played six or seven songs in a row.

    Someone spoke behind me.

    “Oh, it’s pretty good, isn’t it? I’m always playing here, and I’ve never seen anyone play as well as you.”

    “Well, what is it?”

    “Wouldn’t it be better to relax? If someone gets hit while she’s swinging it, their head might break.

    “… … … … ”

    “I’m joking so frown.”

    The female bully with a cigarette in her mouth shrugs her shoulders at the lack of response.

    A girl with red hair.

    It was quite funny to see a 1st or 2nd grade middle school student who looked younger than me pretending to be a delinquent, but I was caught saying, “They’re always killing it here.”

    “I have something to ask you. Have you never seen this person?”

    When I showed him the picture I had on my phone’s desktop, he put the cigarette he was holding between his fingers and exhaled.

    “Hey. It’s this oppa.”

    “Do you know?

    “Should I say I know…? … . Because that guy doesn’t know my name. I come here often with my girlfriend.”

    girl friend.

    As expected, it seems true to others that he and Shim Eun-hye are dating.

    “Girlfriend-?”

    “Uh. I think so. haha. I’m a woman, but you’re jealous? Innocent is just… … .”

    “Thank you for letting me know. See you next time.”

    “What? If there’s nothing to do, let’s play together.”

    Do you think I have fun now?

    Snap, I took a picture of a lone gangster swinging a drumstick on his way out to the arcade.

    It was for insurance purposes. Because you can’t trust everyone.

    ***

    It’s almost 8 o’clock.

    While wandering around aimlessly, I saw him and Shim Eun-hye coming out of the academy together.

    As we entered a dark alley with few people, it was quite difficult to keep up.

    Two people awkwardly clinging to each other are talking. At first it was a normal conversation.

    But the further we go, the more serious the topic becomes.

    “Is it like this? Is Underworld Girls’ Middle School quite far from your house? Why did you go?”

    “It was the only place that gave living scholarships. My family is very poor.”

    “Living scholarship? Is it that much?”

    “… … Even though I’m like this, going to academy is actually quite difficult.”

    Rubbing her straight black hair, she opened her mouth.

    My face gets hot as if it’s a really embarrassing secret.

    “Why? It’s grace. Can I ask you something?”

    “I’m only talking to you. My parents committed suicide due to gambling debt. I have insurance, so I can cover it… … Until later, I don’t know if I should sell my house. Isn’t it pathetic?”

    I was surprised because it completely matched his circumstances.

    Parents commit suicide, financial difficulties… … .

    He was embarrassed, as if he didn’t know what was going on, and after a while, he opened his mouth.

    “Me too. I’m holding on because there are people helping me.”

    “Childhood friend… Joo Yena Neji?”

    My name flowed from her lips.

    It’s more empty than unpleasant. It was empty.

    “That’s right. Yes. Did I even say your name?

    Jeong-gyu scratches the back of his head and asks.

    ‘You idiot, I’m going to scold you later for sharing someone else’s personal information carelessly.’

    Shim Eun-hye answers him with a slight smile.

    “You look tired. You bragged about giving Yena a big doll, right?”

    “The refrigerator is empty these days, so I have trouble turning my head.”

    “Do you spend a lot of energy on instrument lessons? What should I do with this?

    The very corner of the alley.

    Miss Eun-hye seems to have finished installing everything in the house and gently opens the shabby and rusty gate.

    “Regular.”

    “Huh? what’s the matter. If nothing happens, I’ll go.”

    “… … Are you hungry? Let’s eat ramen at my house.”

    No, no, no. It doesn’t make sense.

    This is a line of work that anyone can see! Even though my childhood friend was a shy bachelor, wouldn’t he have noticed?

    She was also a slutty woman.

    Of course I thought he would refuse, but his answer was unexpected.

    “I guess so. Excuse me.”

    “I’ll boil it well and deliciously.”

    My childhood friend, who couldn’t see me sensually licking my lips with my tongue, enters the door with a chuckle.

    If they continue like this, they will be devoured quickly. You have to stop it!

    But I was a courageous coward and could not intervene.

    ‘what… … Why am I not the first… … .’

    Stumbling, I turned around.

    It was definitely not tears that were flowing from my eyes.

    -It’s just salt water.

    ***

    I was so dizzy that I was sick for two days, but I came to my senses. As long as Jung-kyung is happy, I have no intention of stopping them from dating.

    However, the woman named ‘Sim Eun-hye’ is suspicious!

    ‘My family situation is difficult, but I want to pursue an art high school…’ … .’

    And the school uniform of Underworld Girls’ Middle School.

    Knowing which middle school you were expelled from is a big clue.

    It is a girls’ school with a good reputation in the region as Myunggye Girls’ Middle School and Nakwon Middle School.

    ‘I’m sure I’ll say it this time…’

    I arrived at Nakwon Girls’ Middle School in person to meet her, or at least someone I knew.

    I was able to immediately find someone who knew ‘Sim Eun-hye’ around the school in a relaxed atmosphere before the official vacation began.

    “Sim Eun-hye? know. She’s a girl from a rich family.”

    “A girl from a rich family… … ?”

    “They say he lives in a three-story mansion.”

    If that poor house is a three-story mansion, then my house is a palace.

    There is definitely a type of person who covers up their poor situation with bravado.

    “What class is it?”

    “What class is it? ? I don’t go here. When my father got sick, I transferred to Moran Middle School, which is close to my house.”

    father? They said he was definitely dead… … .

    Ah, I see. The reason is probably a rough guess.

    I probably moved it closer to home because transportation costs were a burden. I went straight to Moran Middle School.

    “The senior Eunhye who won the International Science Olympiad in elementary school?”

    I don’t know if it’s true or not, but how could someone who prepares for a third-rate art high school win the Olympiad?

    “You go here, right?”

    “Because he was a great genius, he didn’t go to school often, but he transferred to Dain Middle School because he was working on a project for a certain company… … .”

    Something is strange.

    “Sim Eun-hye… … Oh, I quit school to become a figure skater! Did you say that the retired coach is in the middle of nowhere?”

    -Multiple people.

    “It was pretty, right? I heard you’re debuting as a model.”

    -Bora-jung.

    “I spent a lot of money as a YouTuber… … .”

    “Eunhye is moving to Portugal… … .”

    “Detective school? And as a special… … .”

    “Bride lessons to marry an oil tycoon… … .”

    “He inherited a huge amount of property. Rather, aren’t you going to Nakwon Middle School now?”

    I went through all the elementary and middle schools in the city and returned to my regular alma mater.

    What is this, you bitch. Isn’t it money?

    What on earth… … . Rather than being annoyed, I gradually become more scared.

    Who on earth am I investigating right now? mirage?

    ‘First of all, you’re a crazy bitch… … . Dangerous.’

    It seems as if there are multiple people named ‘Sim Eun-hye’.

    There is no substance to her.

    As I was biting my nails in front of Nakwon Middle School, I felt a hand on my shoulder.

    “Hello. It seems like you’re prying after me… … .”

    “Ugh, ah… !?”

    It was her.

    A bad boy who does outrageous things with his SNS account –

    Shim Eun-hye was holding my shoulder and looking at me with a straight face.

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