“… … .”

    I put a piece of rice ball in my mouth and it hardened.

    ‘I’m going to sleep at my house…’ ?’

    What is this? This doesn’t make any sense… … .

    Since I was hungry, I chewed and swallowed everything I put in my mouth and quenched my throat with the bottled water Aki gave me.

    After that, I wiped my mouth and asked carefully.

    “… … Why?”

    if.

    Although that’s unlikely.

    It was because I wondered if Aki was expressing himself in this roundabout way because he wanted to have a deeper relationship with me.

    ‘If that’s the case… .’

    Because I also have to make up my own mind.

    Because you can’t just sit there without any preparation.

    So, I asked Aki to understand his feelings.

    “Take a look at this, Uju~chan.”

    Aki handed me his cell phone.

    When I looked at it, it turned out to be a news article. The title is [There are no mild concussions in the world. If you leave it as if there are no symptoms, something really scary can happen… ?!], and the content was very long.

    In summary, [even if it is a mild concussion rather than a strong impact, you must not let down your guard. Even if the symptoms are minimal, there may be damage to the brain, so you should pay attention to secondary symptoms such as headaches, dizziness, vomiting, or loss of consciousness for at least a week. If they occur, you should visit the hospital immediately… .]Is it about that much?

    “Did you see it?”

    “Yes, I saw it all.”

    In short, don’t let your guard down just because you don’t have any symptoms. That was absolutely correct.

    It is said that the scary thing is not a disease that appears in a visible place, but a disease that occurs in an invisible place.

    “If you look here, it says that if you suffer a concussion, no matter how mild it is, you should watch it at home for at least a week, right?”

    “Ugh, right?”

    “But, Uju~chan doesn’t have any family to watch over him at home. Because my mother and father are in America.”

    This too was correct. My parents work at the Korean Embassy in the United States.

    “What if, really what if. Uju~chan went home alone like this… . Imagine collapsing suddenly and without warning. Then what do you think will happen?”

    “Well… .”

    If you’re lucky, you’ll wake up on your own. If you’re unlucky, you’ll wake up on your own.

    Well, if you’re unlucky… … .

    [Shock! A teenager was found dead and neglected for several months at a home in Seoul… !]

    Or something.

    [The scary reality of lonely deaths, students were no exception… !]

    Or… .

    “… … .”

    It probably won’t end well.

    I felt a little chill down my spine, so I put down my chopsticks.

    “I don’t know, but it’s going to be a big problem, right?”

    “Yes, I guess so… .”

    “Yes, yes, that’s why Atashi (me) is needed.”

    Aki placed his right hand on my chest.

    “Uju~chan Now that your parents are not here, the person who can look after Uju~chan’s condition is me. There is no other place than this Atashi, right?”

    “… … Umm.”

    That was correct in every detail.

    That’s true, though.

    Anyway, it’s not a good idea to go to sleep… … ?

    It wasn’t when we were in middle school when we were both less mature, and now we’re both half-adults.

    “Wooju~chan, you hate it?”

    When I hesitate, Aki asks if he read my mind from my expression.

    I scratched my cheek and shook my head.

    “No, it’s not that I don’t like it… .”

    “Yeah, I don’t like it?”

    “… … Are you okay?”

    There’s no need to say the old-fashioned thing, “I’m a man too.”

    Because we’ve already kissed.

    I looked at Aki quietly.

    Aki looked at me while holding a sandwich.

    “… … Wow.”

    Eat.

    He smiled with only one corner of his mouth raised.

    “Why? Do you think Atashi will do something strange~?”

    “… … Huh?”

    There’s something strange about what you say.

    Isn’t the position usually the opposite?

    A woman trying to enter a man’s house who lives alone wonders, ‘I wonder if that person will do something strange to me…’ ‘?’ That’s what you have to worry about.

    However, Aki instead patted me on the back and said this.

    “Don’t worry, Uju~chan! Atashi, I won’t do anything even if I go to Uju~chan’s house.”

    “Well, I mean… .”

    “… … Not yet.”

    “… … .”

    I was speechless.

    It was ridiculous.

    Even setting aside the question of why it is not an option for me to do such a thing in the first place.

    This is because the way Aki looked at me was as if he was looking at someone who was several levels lower than him.

    ‘No, I’m a guy too…’ .’

    Isn’t this too much to be wary of?

    If you think about it, I was the one who kissed first.

    “Wooju~chan, what do you want for dinner?”

    “Dinner… ?”

    “Yes, dinner. I’ll go to Wooju~chan’s house later and buy ingredients.”

    Of course, Aki can show this attitude because he completely trusts me.

    I also have no intention of betraying Aki’s trust.

    Aside from that, I was a little offended by Aki saying that she would sleep in a house where a man lives alone without any boundaries.

    “… … Then, can you make me pork?”

    “Jeuk? You did it last time. Do you want to eat again?”

    Aki is staying at my house because he is worried about me suffering from a concussion.

    I thought to myself, having already completely forgotten that fact.

    ‘… … ‘I’m a man too, Aki.’

    But since Aki seems to keep forgetting that these days, I’ll take this opportunity to remind him.

    I also have dark intentions of my own, and if I approach it carelessly without thinking about it, I could end up in big trouble.

    “Yes, what Aki cooked was delicious. I want to try it again.”

    “Oh, really? Hehehe, okay. Then, after I bring my pajamas from home, I’ll buy the ingredients to make pork and go to Uju~chan’s house!”

    “… … .”

    See you later, Aki… … .

    * * *

    5th period break.

    As the health teacher said, I rested well and monitored the prognosis, but there were no abnormalities.

    After thanking the health teacher who gave me nutritional supplements to take care of my health, I walked down the hallway and returned to the 1st grade 2nd class.

    ──Drur.

    “Huh? The main universe has arrived.”

    “It’s the universe. Did you go to the hospital?”

    “What did the teacher say, you got hurt a lot?”

    Friends who come running to me and ask questions as soon as they see my face.

    The usual playful attitude is gone and everyone looks worried.

    ‘… … Oh, this.’

    I felt that this moment was an opportunity to play around, so I raised my head and made a more gloomy face than my friends.

    “Hey, are you okay?”

    “… … The teacher said so.”

    An extremely depressing tone came out of my mouth.

    As the quiet voice rang out low, the attention of not only my friends but also all the kids in the class focused on it.

    “They said it could be a somewhat serious illness.”

    “… … uh? Is it a serious illness?”

    “What is it, what kind of disease is it?”

    “That… .”

    I looked at the kids’ reactions out of the corner of my eye.

    Kids who are less close to me say, ‘It looks like he’s in a bad state…’ ?’ or ‘Your face color looks dark and you don’t look very well…’ I was whispering and saying things like ‘.’

    The kids I was close with looked like they couldn’t get a word out, so they each bit their lips with serious expressions and waited for me to say anything. In particular, Dong-ho, who hit me with the ball, looked so sorry that he looked like he was about to die.

    ‘… … Well, the response is good.’

    This is it.

    This is the right reaction… … .

    I felt deeply proud inside.

    “Woojoo, is it difficult to say…? ?”

    Jaehyun asks me with a very serious face if he doesn’t think he was tricked.

    “If that’s the case, you don’t have to say anything. Well, I don’t need to ask… .”

    “… … .”

    Look at this.

    Are you saying I won’t be pushed back with my acting skills?

    But why on earth? I don’t know how Aki saw through my acting and tricked me. Is there something that only those who have seen it for a long time can know? Either that or I was being too obvious.

    “… … Ooh, space.”

    Dongho, who hit me with the ball, took a step closer.

    The expression on his face is so life-threatening that it’s hard to describe.

    ‘hmm… .’

    Although the act started out as a joke, I am starting to feel sorry for it at this point.

    “There is a disease the teacher told me about… . Want to listen?”

    “What, what is it?”

    “… … .”

    gulp.

    The sound of someone stepping over the neck was heard.

    I said what I had prepared.

    “Guraya, layman.”

    “… … uh? What?”

    “Go away, you laymen.”

    “… … .”

    “… … .”

    “… … Foot.”

    “… … Hey, fuck you!”

    Seongmin’s Lion’s Hood, who played basketball with me.

    Starting with that loud shout, my friends, who realized they had been tricked, each ran towards me, swearing.

    “No shit, I thought I had some serious illness again!”

    “ Wow, at that moment, I was really fooled. You son of a bitch, huh? Fuck, fuck!”

    “Why is this bastard getting more and more crazy by the day? What kind of actor are you? Why are you yelling, yelling!”

    “Ah, ah! Now, wait a minute, sorry, sorry… !”

    “Even if you say sorry, don’t look at me, you bastard!”

    “… … Are you in pretty good shape?”

    While everyone was playfully beating me up, Seung-Woo Kim, who was standing slightly away, asked.

    Because there was something I was joking about. I pretended to be tolerant and then answered.

    “Uh, it’s no big deal. They said it was just a mild concussion and that it would get better with a little rest.”

    “Oh, really? I’m glad. I really thought you died when you fell down after being hit by the ball.”

    “Umm, is that much?”

    “Yeah, that’s it, you bastard. I tried to talk to you but you didn’t answer so we all thought you died with your eyes open?”

    Seongmin answers instead of Kim Seungwoo.

    At Seongmin’s words, Kim Seungwoo and the other kids nodded. It wasn’t just Kim Seung-woo and Seong-min who thought I was dead.

    “… … Hey, Seungwoo Kim!”

    “Huh? Why.”

    “You, you! … … Since when did you become this close to him?”

    Ham Ji-eun, who doesn’t know when he came this way, grabs Kim Seung-woo’s sleeve and starts talking to him.

    “Well? It’s been a week… . But why is that?”

    “Why, why, you forgot what I asked you to do… ?!”

    “… … Oh, that’s right.”

    Seungwoo Kim glanced at me without speaking.

    Looking at you, it looks like you have something to say.

    “Oh, that’s right. Come to think of it, when Joo-Woo was in the health room earlier, his girlfriend also went into the health room?”

    Due to a topic raised by someone, everyone’s attention was focused on that topic.

    “What, really?”

    “Uh, really. I tried to go in when I saw him leaving to check on the state of the universe, but he didn’t come out until after lunch. So at that time, I thought it was just because his condition was so bad that he was taking care of him… … .”

    Seongmin looks at me, his words trailing off.

    Then, naturally, everyone’s eyes focused on me.

    “Looking at it now, it wasn’t that right?”

    Everyone in class 2 except me.

    They began to look at me with suspicion.

    “… … Hey, universe. Is this true?”

    “We were just so fucking worried because we thought there might be something wrong… … .”

    “This guy was hanging out with his girlfriend at that time? And that’s just the two of us?”

    “Hey, tell me honestly. What did you do with your girlfriend in the health room during lunch time?”

    “… … .”

    A kiss.

    “You bastard, why can’t you answer? Hey, what did you two do?”

    “Fuck it, I guess they kissed again. Just like they did at the baseball field, they probably bit and sucked everything. Fuck.”

    “Fuck, who the fuck, I was in a sweaty classroom with guys, fuck.”

    “This dick, dog, fuck… … .”

    “… … .”

    I’ll just keep pretending to be sick.

    I realized my regrets later, but the water had already been spilled.

    “Jooju, should I wear ankle and wrist cuffs?”

    “… … Please gently.”

    “Will that work, you bastard?”

    “이 개새끼야, 시발 딱 대라!”

    ah.

    I miss Aki… … .

    0 Comments

    Heads up! Your comment will be invisible to other guests and subscribers (except for replies), including you after a grace period.
    Note
    // Script to navigate with arrow keys