I got out of bed and started getting ready for school.

    When I finished getting ready to go out and went to say hello, I saw my mom getting ready to go out, probably because she was going to come to school in the morning.

    “I’m going to school.”

    “Yeah. Mom will be home soon. See you at school.”

    I went down to the first floor. I met Sae-ah, who was always waiting at the same spot, and we held hands and started walking to school.

    “When is your mother coming today?”

    “You’re probably coming soon? I heard you’re already getting ready.”

    Last night, Mom told me she was coming tomorrow, and Sae-ah seemed quite curious about what Mom would do.

    Of course, I arrived at school today wondering what my mom would do when she came to school.

    I was sitting in my seat listening to the class when the first period ended and the teacher called me over.

    “Jaehoon. Jaehoon’s mom is here, so let’s go to the teachers’ office together.”

    “Yes.”

    I headed to the teachers’ office with my teacher, and when I entered the office, there was a teacher I didn’t know and my mother sitting there.

    The teacher, who introduced himself as the head of the department, asked me about what happened yesterday, and when I told him everything from beginning to end, the head of the department left for a moment.

    As I sat quietly next to my mother, some time passed and Junsu, the older brother I had met yesterday, and the head teacher came into the teachers’ office and then went into the counseling room.

    Soon after, the door to the teachers’ office opened and Junsu’s mother, presumed to be Junsu’s mother, entered the counseling room. After a while, the teacher, Junsu, and Junsu’s mother came out of the counseling room.

    Junsu’s mother came out of the counseling room and approached us, bowing her head.

    “My child started the fight first and got hit, so I tried to retaliate. I’m sorry.”

    Junsu’s mother seems to have a very kind personality, unlike any other mother I’ve ever met.

    “No. My son hit your son. I’m sorry, son. Your son should apologize too.”

    “Ah. Sorry.”

    I was late in realizing the situation, so I bowed my head and apologized.

    “Junsu. You started it, so you should apologize too.”

    “I’m sorry.”

    Junsu, who had been making a face as if he didn’t want to apologize, belatedly bowed his head and apologized when his mother glared at him.

    “My son tried to hold it in. He said he called his girlfriend a bitch.”

    “My son with a girl?”

    “Yes. I’m really sorry for hitting my son. But this is. It’s hard to tell my son not to do that again.”

    “…..”

    Junsu’s mother looks at her son next to her without saying a word.

    “Moreover, he said that while he was waiting in front of the school, a bunch of third-year students came running up to him and told him to follow them. If he had followed them, I think even your mother knows what would have happened.”

    “…..”

    Junsu’s mother looks at her son with complicated eyes.

    Then he started apologizing again.

    “I will make sure that it doesn’t happen again. I’m sorry.”

    “Yes. We are also truly sorry for hitting your son.”

    The mother bowed her head again and apologized, and the teacher who had been watching from the side took Junsu’s mother and Junsu back into the counseling room.

    My mom and I followed our homeroom teacher into the counseling room, and our homeroom teacher started talking.

    “I’m sorry, Mom. We’ll figure it out today too.”

    “No. My son hit him.”

    “The children who gathered yesterday will be punished separately within the school.”

    “Can’t you just leave those kids out? I don’t think it’ll make my son resentful.”

    “Then I will tell the teachers separately.”

    “Will my son not be punished?”

    “That’s right. Jaehoon’s mom. Jaehoon also uses violence, so I think he should do some community service at school.”

    “Yes. If my son uses violence, he should be punished. I will ask for your continued support.”

    “Haha. Yes.”

    What kind of nonsense is this? I said goodbye to the teacher and left the teachers’ office with my mom.

    “What? The ending is weird, Mom?”

    “Anyway, if my son used violence, he should be punished at school.”

    “That’s right.”

    To be honest, even if I called it a school punishment, it would have been nothing more than school service, so I didn’t really care.

    “Looking at it. That kid doesn’t seem like such a bad kid, does he?”

    “How does Mom know that?”

    “You can tell by the way she’s looking at her mom next to her. She doesn’t seem like the type of person to just leave, so I kept talking to her until the end.”

    “Really?”

    “That’s right. Won’t he get scolded a lot when he gets home? I think his mom was really surprised too.”

    “It looks complicated.”

    “So.”

    I saw my mom off at the school gate and headed back to class.

    ***

    Junsu and Junsu’s mom in the counseling room.

    Junsu was really unhappy with the situation now that his mother had come to school.

    “Junsu.”

    “Uh.”

    “Why are you picking a fight with a kid who’s just eating quietly?”

    “…..”

    I couldn’t think of a good excuse.

    I couldn’t say that I just picked a fight because I was a first-year student, nor could I say that I did it because I looked easy.

    I did it simply because I didn’t like being surrounded by girls, but I regretted getting caught up in the atmosphere and picking a fight for no reason.

    I should have stopped when the kids told me to.

    “If you had started a fight and got a clean slap, wouldn’t it have been over? But why did you call your friends over? Are you going to grow up to be a gangster?”

    “I’m sorry.”

    “Son. That kid apologized and even his mom came and apologized. So we’re ending it here? Got it?”

    “Yeah. Mom, can’t I not tell Dad?”

    “If you promise not to pick a fight with that guy when you see him again, I’ll keep it a secret.”

    “Okay. I’ll do that.”

    I left the principal’s office and parted ways with my mom. When I finally went into class, I was a bit nervous, but the second period break had just started, so I went into class.

    “That’s right. I told you not to touch him.”

    Yesterday, when I was gathering the kids, a guy who was so deadly absent-minded came up to me and spoke to me.

    “Hey Park Si-hoo. Wasn’t that the one who said that the kids got hit by a 2-year-old kid before?”

    “Well. Right.”

    “But why do you say not to touch it?”

    “You don’t have to know, you idiot.”

    I followed Park Si-hoo, who was leaving without telling me why, and kept asking him questions. But Park Si-hoo never told me anything.

    I kept chasing him around during break time and asking him questions, but he kept refusing to tell me, so I started getting annoyed and it wasn’t until lunch time that I finally heard the reason.

    “Is it really a secret?”

    “I told you so.”

    “I got hit by him when I was in elementary school?”

    “Why did it hit?”

    “I hit the back of the head.”

    “You’re an idiot.”

    “Ahem. Anyway, back then, my mom got robbed by their mom. In front of everyone in the teachers’ office.”

    “What did your mom do?”

    “You idiot. You said you got ripped off with words.”

    “But why is that?”

    “My mom was so pissed that she went home and made a scene. If you want her to take responsibility for it, sue her. ”

    “But?”

    “So, my mom told my dad that she was really going to sue me, and she even prepared my medical certificate and other things?”

    “Uh.”

    “But Dad suddenly told me not to tell him that I almost got into trouble.”

    “Isn’t your dad a member of the National Assembly?”

    “That’s right. My dad checked just in case. He’s the eldest grandson of the SL chairman.”

    “SL? A conglomerate?”

    “Right. He’s the third generation of a conglomerate. When my mom heard that, she gave up cleanly.”

    “Crazy.”

    “When he came to our school this time, I asked a kid I know who’s in the same grade as the dog. He’s a total nerd.”

    “Your mom’s son?”

    “There’s a son of your mom’s friend. He’s a retard. He comes from a good family, studies well, is handsome, and is even good at fighting. Don’t you know the latest trending saying? He’s a retard.”

    “You’re so good that you were the only one who got left out yesterday.”

    “Then, it’s obvious that it’s going to be a yardstick, but are you included in it?”

    “Then you should have told me.”

    “Dad told me not to go around talking.”

    “Right. You should listen to your dad.”

    The little bit of revenge that remained disappeared cleanly after hearing Park Si-hoo’s words.

    ***

    It was lunchtime, so I met up with my older sister Sae-ah and we were sitting in the playground.

    Who is cursing at me? Why do my ears itch so much?

    “Why? Do your ears tickle?”

    “Yeah. Who’s swearing at me?”

    “Should I go home later and get my ears cleaned?”

    “No. I’ll sell it, sister.”

    “Ouch. My ears are broken.”

    “Sae-ah-unnie. Please dig my ears too!”

    “Sae-ah. Isn’t it so different from when you were with us?”

    My sister’s friends followed me today, following yesterday, as if they were having fun.

    “How far did you guys go? Did you kiss?”

    “”…..””

    My sister, whose face turned red, exercised her right to remain silent.

    Why are you so interested in other people’s love lives?

    Even with the crowd of girls, the number of friends of friends continued to grow.

    Shouldn’t we change the meeting place starting tomorrow?

    Among the women who had grown up, there was even a girl named Minji, and she was right next to me, talking about my childhood.

    Minji, who looks so open-mouthed.

    “Minji Noona. Aren’t you talking about me too easily?”

    “So what? I introduced you guys and it’s not like your story is a secret.”

    Well, that’s true.

    Still, it was quite embarrassing to hear someone talking next to me.

    The older sisters were listening intently, wondering what on earth was so interesting about other people’s stories about their childhood.

    The line for the cafeteria began to disappear, so I got up with my older sister. The older sisters who were nearby followed me again.

    As my sisters and I headed to the cafeteria together, the boys looked at us and whispered.

    I know it might look good to the guys with a group of girls, but I just wanted to eat alone with my sister.

    My sister’s friend approached me while I was quietly eating my meal sitting next to her.

    “That’s right. Hey, new boyfriend. Did you learn how to exercise?”

    “Yes.”

    “What kind of exercise?”

    “Kickboxing.”

    “If I learn that, can I do what you did yesterday?”

    “Ask your older sister. She learned it too.”

    “Wow. Really?”

    After I passed the burden to Sae-ah Noona, I was able to eat quietly again, and while eating, I heard that the girls here were going to sign up for a gym membership.

    After I finished eating, it was time for me and my sister to go for a walk together.

    “That’s right. Did your mother come and go?”

    “Yeah. I came and went.”

    “What happened?”

    “They just apologized to each other and it ended well.”

    “That’s fortunate.”

    “Right.”

    The bell rang ten minutes before lunch time, and I parted ways with my sister, went into the classroom, and sat down.

    Kang Cheol-min, the number one boundary that approaches me.

    “Jaehoon. Did you fight with your third-year brother yesterday?”

    “Why?”

    “I heard you made a third-year student faint in one room? That’s why the kids are jealous of you for being popular with your older sisters.”

    “Just my girlfriend’s friend.”

    “Please introduce me to a pretty older sister.”

    “Sorry. I can’t because we’re not close.”

    “Really?”

    Even though my interpersonal relationships are limited, I know this much.

    You shouldn’t introduce men and women carelessly. You don’t know what you’ll hear later.

    After enduring one more period, school was over and I headed home with my older sister.

    “It’s out~”

    “Son-in-law! Are you here?”

    “Hello.”

    “Why isn’t Sae-ah coming with you?”

    “I’m going to change my clothes.”

    “Who did you hit yesterday?”

    “How did it turn out like that?”

    “Yeah. You did a good job. Where the hell are you, a bitch to a newbie?”

    “Haha. Yes.”

    I don’t know if I heard it from my older sister or my mother, but my mother-in-law had a very similar way of thinking to my mother.

    When I entered the room, I looked at the couple photo and safe that greeted me again today, then changed my clothes and went out to the living room.

    “That’s right, son-in-law!”

    “Huh?”

    “I’m planning to meet my grandparents for dinner tomorrow evening.”

    “Whose grandfather are you?”

    “Your paternal grandfather and Sae-ah’s maternal grandfather.”

    I started to worry about what would happen between the grandfathers tomorrow.

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