episode_0011

“Really?”

Joo-ran came closer to me again.

“Ugh… Huh?”

Her hand gently rests on my leg as I try to move to the side again.

“Do I look prettier to you?”

As she approached me, I could not find the same power on her face. I felt like I was lost in those shyly shaking eyes.

“That… yes. The original version is much prettier, so I’m curious as to why they put a different face on it?”

I tried to take care of it by quietly stepping aside.

This sofa was a health bar in a video game. When the gauge reaches 0, it is clearly game over. And I was completely cornered. Now the remaining HP is 1.

“Ah… Is that what you’re curious about?”

Joo-ran’s face moves away along with her sigh.

“Because there is nothing good about my face being revealed to the public.”

I had a guess.

“School violence… Is it related?”

Because I often see celebrities and influencers caught up in their evil deeds during their school days.

I don’t know how vicious Juran is. I can only guess it based on her outlaw-like attitude in the classroom and the atmosphere of the students in her class who are afraid of her.

“Yes. Because the bastards who hit me will come out excited.”

The moment she finished speaking, I felt my feverish heart cool down.

“Now, what… ”

Memories of yesterday, when I almost became a victim of school violence, came back to me.

“Crawling out?”

widely-!

Her hand on my thigh is disgusting and I instinctively throw it away.

“Kids like you… Do you feel no guilt?”

The woman in front of me, who was referring to the victims of the violence she inflicted and expressed that she was crawling away, fidgeted as she covered her dropped hand with her other hand.

I didn’t intend to draw a line like this, but it was the result I wanted. The uneasy feeling will soon get better.

“Then… I’ll go.”

She weakly grabbed my wrist as I got up from the sofa and passed by. When I turned around, I saw him with his head down.

“I’m sorry… Please listen to me… You can think of it as an excuse… Just once.”

It’s not that I was weakened by her trembling voice.

“Okay. So let go of this.”

The desire to see more of her weakness was holding me back.

There I was, looking down at her arrogantly, as if I were God’s representative listening to her confession.

*

I had a friend. Darae, my friend from middle school.

I was a child who was a little quirky and very honest. I liked it, but I guess other kids didn’t. People asked me why I was showing up when I couldn’t understand the atmosphere.

I thought about it sometimes. I think we became close because he and I are similar in that we don’t care what others think. However, unlike me, she wanted attention from those around her. He often told me that it was sad to be a magistrate who didn’t get attention.

Now that I think about it, it’s the worst combination. I don’t care what others think, but I have the personality to want attention.

Two years old. If you want to receive favorable attention, you should either pay attention to those around you, or if you don’t want to pay attention to others, you should have given up on receiving attention from others.

If that had been the case, even though I was hated by those two bitches, I wouldn’t have been outright ostracized.

Darae was dating a popular 3rd grade senior and became a target for the girls at school who wanted to hang out. No, I don’t know if it’s true that we’re dating. It turned out that that bastard was trash. If we had dated properly, he would have protected me, not me.

I couldn’t ignore him being bullied. Because he was my best friend.

Even if what they say is true that he sticks with me because I listen to him when he is ignored by others.

Because the time we spent together didn’t mean there weren’t days when we laughed while listening to that guy’s chattering that sounded like birdsong.

It was easy to see that something was wrong. That lively child became less talkative and would get surprised whenever someone called him. Sometimes I even saw bruises here and there.

On a day when Darae was particularly restless, I followed behind her. There were four or five people waiting in the underground parking lot. The devastation I saw there… Let me just say that it made my eyes roll. I heard you ran wild like a crazy bitch.

I got hit a lot too, but seeing the bitches limping away covered in blood made me feel so relieved.

A few days later, when Darae told me that the girls had apologized, I felt good, as if justice had been served. I was naive.

As Darae grew further away from me, she started hanging out with the people who were harassing her. I found out later that he was just being used, but I thought Darae was a new friend who made up after a fight and made new friends. It was the same for me at the time.

I was a little disappointed, but I didn’t think it was a big deal. Without even realizing that I was being isolated.

Unfounded rumors began to circulate about me. Why is there such a thing? Like touching a teacher or sleeping with this guy. It was bothersome to explain everything and it was so absurd that I just ignored it, but it wasn’t until later that I realized that image management is important.

One day, Darae got angry at me.

There’s that 3rd grade trash that I mentioned earlier, I don’t even remember his name, but Darae was dating. I’m saying I slept with that bastard. That can’t be possible. However, no matter how much I deny it, they won’t believe me. Darae also believed the rumors, not me.

I was so mad that I went looking for that bastard with Darae. Only then did I realize that that bastard was part of it too. He said that I was soft on the inside and tight on the inside, and he was trembling like crazy. I went out with my fist first. The teacher came and there was an uproar, but I was talking about violence, and that guy was talking about sexual harassment, so neither the school nor we, the people involved, wanted the situation to escalate, so we just called it a teacher and covered it up.

The problem is that from then on, all kinds of trash approaches. and… It was okay when it was just a rumor, but it really sucked. There are some persistent ones among them. In the end, the solution was a fist again. I was already relieving my stress by going to the gym, and I gradually became accustomed to using violence.

In the past, I couldn’t get past the gossip behind my back, and if I saw a bitch talking nonsense, I would immediately grab him by the collar and raise my fist to threaten him. The bad reviews about me were covered by other bad reviews. I hear people saying that no man would want to date a crazy bitch like that, and how funny that is. I thought it went well. From then on, my school life became easier, and I have maintained that attitude until now.

*

I sat next to Joo-ran and silently listened to her story. My phone vibrated in the middle of the conversation, but I didn’t even take it out because I didn’t want to interrupt her conversation.

“I didn’t hit the kids who kept their mouths shut with just threats. Really. I just said that because it reminded me of that trash. Of course you… You may think that violence cannot be justified under any circumstances.”

“Stop. That’s enough now.”

Joo-ran raises his head, which was down like a criminal, and looks at me. It wasn’t like her to look so scared.

“I… I don’t want to judge other people’s lives. I don’t want to get involved. I don’t want to get involved in tiring work.

I’m that kind of guy.”

“Haun… ”

“So there are a lot of things I ignored. There must have been kids around me who were bullied when I was in middle school and high school.”

There must have been. I just didn’t pay attention. It seemed vaguely like someone in my class was suffering as well. My memory is vague.

“I don’t think I did anything wrong. Because everyone lives like that. Because protecting yourself comes first.”

It’s a common story. When you try to help a friend who is being bullied because you are weak on a subject, you end up becoming the next target.

“But if you ask me who was more right, me who ignored someone’s pain or you who saved a friend. I will choose you.”

At that time, Juran was not afraid.

“Although I was betrayed and turned dark.”

To her bravery. However, I smiled at her who was now afraid that she would look at me with hate.

Her wet eyes sparkle and shine.

The moment I see that the light turns into tears and flows down,

Tsk—…

Her kisses covered my lips.

“Now, sleep… Buh… ”

I shouldn’t have opened my mouth.

The tongue clumsily pushed into my mouth doesn’t know what to do and taps, sticks, rolls, and licks my tongue.

It’s slippery and warm, so it feels like our tongues are melting together. It feels like even my spirit is melting away…

Joo-ran wraps his arms around my waist, which has lost all strength in my body, and holds me close to him.

As soon as my crotch touched her stomach, I was in a state where I could no longer say that my entire body had lost strength. Only one part in the center was standing strong.

At that moment, Gyu-Hwan’s threat came to mind.

‘no… ‘

He turned his head to the side and shouted urgently.

“If I keep doing this, I’ll die!”

“Ha… Good enough to die for? me too… Me too, haun… ”

She took my hand and buried it in her left breast.

“Hiik… ”

“Can you feel it? me… I feel like my heart will explode… ”

I struggle to regain my senses from the soft, soft texture.

“I feel like I’m going to explode too… No, that’s not it… You can’t do this, Juran.”

“Why? why? I’m really going crazy… You don’t like me? Is there another woman? One of the women you were with today? huh? who is this? Who is it because of?”

“It’s because of Hong Gyu-hwan!”

“Uh… ?”

Out of urgency, I started by saying the name, but I think it caused a misunderstanding.

“Oh, no… therefore… It’s not that there’s another woman… Gyu-Hwan likes you.”

“What does that have to do with it? I like Haun.”

I was worried for a moment. My pride was hurt because it felt somehow petty to share his threats here.

However, getting hit by someone because you can’t fight is equally as damaging to your pride. Besides, doesn’t it hurt your body too?

“This morning, Hong Gyu-hwan came to our class again.”

The answer was fixed.