All exams for the second semester of the third year of middle school have been completed.

    In other words, all exams before entering high school were over.

    From then on, there was only one thing to do at school.

    ‘It’s a high school entrance exam.’

    In our neighborhood, high school admissions were non-standard, so you had to have good grades to be admitted to a nearby school.

    The worse your grades, the farther you go. It takes approximately 3 hours to get to school.

    Of course, fortunately, me, Liana, and my other friends were able to get the grades to go nearby.

    ‘I need to go to a school that focuses on arts and physical education.’

    In my case, since it was kendo, I might have to skip school a lot if I started doing it in earnest.

    However, if the school was a regular high school, there was a high probability that problems would arise in entering college.

    Because I still plan on going to college.

    In that sense, Riya and I both wanted to go to a school that focused on arts and physical education, but the schools we could go to were limited.

    “Ri, are you going to Seonghwa High School?”

    “Yes. If Sihyeon goes.”

    Seonghwa High School.

    It was a pilot school promoted as a joint project between Korea and Japan, and was a school where you could feel the characteristics of both Korean and Japanese schools.

    Things like Japanese cultural assets and clubs.

    A high school where you can experience both cultures at the same time.

    Additionally, it was a school centered on arts and physical education.

    And the biggest feature.

    ‘It’s the setting of the original work.’

    The background school of [My Novel to You], the original work of this world, was Seonghwa High School.

    The reason I was able to meet the novel’s heroine, Asuka Hasegawa, who is Japanese, was because of a joint Korea-Japan project.

    Actually, if there was another good high school, I tried to go there.

    I want to see the original, but my future is more important than that.

    So I searched all the nearby schools, but there were no arts and physical education schools.

    ‘I never thought it would be the only school.’

    I didn’t know about the surrounding high schools because they weren’t mentioned in the original, but when I saw it in person, there were no arts and physical education high schools nearby.

    To be precise, they were all located at somewhat vague distances, and Seonghwa High School was the closest to my house.

    Because of this, going to Seonghwa High School ended up being the best option.

    “Where are you going?”

    Kang Yu-won finished his exam and was playing on his cell phone next to him. This is a natural result since there are almost no classes.

    It’s not a game, but a screen that organizes novel settings. I could see how well organized the letters were, stacked so tightly together.

    Honestly, I was surprised that he was able to concentrate like that even though the surroundings were so noisy.

    ‘I know where I’m going, but you never know.’

    Since he is the main character, he will go to Seonghwa High School, but you never know.

    There is a variable called us.

    “Probably Seonghwa High School.”

    As expected, Yuwon was planning to go to Seonghwa High School.

    “Well… if you all go somewhere else, go there.”

    …I can’t believe Kang Yu-won, who didn’t pay attention to those around him until he was a high school student, says this.

    His personality has become much more kind and sociable than the original.

    What in the original…

    You can assume that you don’t have any friends before high school.

    “Don’t worry, Riya and I will go to Seonghwa as soon as possible.”

    “Then it doesn’t matter.”

    With those words, Yuwon put on his earphones again and began to concentrate on organizing his novel.

    And the back door opens at the same time. The person who opened it was Hoyeon.

    “Let’s roll.”

    “Do you want to do it? You already turned it around.”

    “Next edition.”

    “I don’t.”

    Kim Ho-yeon It was funny that that guy didn’t play LoL but played LoL a lot. On that subject, Tier is also a master.

    It’s not that I’m bad at it, but because of the difference in skill, I tend not to play well with that guy.

    Is there any reason to do this when you lose every time you do it?

    Sometimes winning is just… a really lucky day.

    “More than that, you too come to Seonghwa High School.”

    “Seonghwa High School? It’s out of the blue.”

    “I think all the kids will probably go there.”

    Hoyeon, who thought for a moment while tapping his phone at those words, came up with an answer sooner than expected.

    “I think I will go to Seonghwa High School.”

    “It’s fast?”

    “I think Haryeong will go too.”

    Come to think of it, Haryeong was also an artist, so there was a high probability that he would go to Seonghwa High School.

    Well, since he’s not particularly focused on his studies, it wouldn’t really matter if he came to Seonghwa High School.

    “Rather than that, what are the broadcasts these days?”

    “Okay.”

    I’d say it was okay, but it seemed to be going pretty well.

    Since it hasn’t started yet, there aren’t many viewers, but the growth is quite rapid.

    It felt like I was getting a lot of sleep, but I couldn’t say anything about how good it was.

    “More than that, are you going to the hospital today?”

    Hoyeon, who was playing a game, suddenly asked me a question.

    As he said, I had to go to the hospital today to visit the patient.

    It’s also because of my dad.

    Of course, he wasn’t seriously injured. If that were the case, I wouldn’t be here comfortably talking about high school.

    However, he injured his back the day before yesterday and was hospitalized for several days.

    As a son, it is unacceptable not to visit the hospital at least once.

    So I was thinking of going to visit the hospital today. Preferably with friends.

    It was my father who wanted me to come with my friends, not me.

    “Even if there was no Hapbang today, I would have gone with you.”

    “It can’t be helped, it’s not necessary.”

    “Still.”

    I couldn’t go to Hoyeon because there was a banquet today. And I was very sorry because of that.

    There’s no need to be so sorry.

    I didn’t really ask you to come in the first place.

    “It’s surprising that Kang Yu-won is going.”

    “What am I.”

    And quite surprisingly, Kang Yu-won said he would go with him without much hesitation.

    If this is a change in personality, it must be personality.

    The group that went to visit the hospital today was me, Riya, and Yuwon.

    It was natural for Riya to go.

    “I’m putting off preparing for my next project, so be thankful.”

    “Thank you, thank you.”

    The work Yuwon originally serialized had been completed some time ago.

    I’ve recently started preparing for my next work, and I’ll probably start serializing it again soon.

    ‘The real original isn’t far away.’

    Now I realize that there really isn’t much left until the original work.

    Why? The original story is that the heroine, upon seeing the next work, realizes that the author is Yoo Won.

    A work that has a greater impact on the original work than when it was originally serialized.

    In that sense, there really isn’t much left until the original work.

    ‘But that won’t change much.’

    Me and Riya will always be together.

    The same would be true for Hoyeon and Haryeong.

    The only one who changes is Kang Yu-won.

    ‘Well… I’m worried that it might be different from the original.’

    I was worried that things might have changed since meeting us, but I think it will be okay.

    The reason the guy and the heroine like each other is because of each other’s natures.

    The nature of Yuwon has not changed.

    “Sihyeon, what are you thinking?”

    Riya stopped scribbling with a pencil and asked me a question.

    What are you thinking?

    The answer was simple, so I closed the book I was reading and opened my mouth to her.

    “Thinking of high school.”

    “It will be good.”

    “Are you so sure?”

    “Yes. Good.”

    If Riya is like that, it must be like that.

    I smiled slightly at Riya’s words, sat down next to her, and admired the picture she was drawing.

    What she was drawing was the scene inside the classroom that she always saw.

    Like when I was a child, in kindergarten.

    “…How can I last a year?”

    I heard a prospective high school student talking behind me, but it didn’t matter.

    #

    “Son, I want to drink.”

    “Restrain yourself until you are discharged from the hospital…”

    “Isn’t that what you’re saying…”

    It seemed that abstaining from alcohol for a few days was quite difficult for my father, who was a heavy drinker.

    Of course, he didn’t really intend to drink it, so he just said this.

    Even if you are a lover, you are the one who protects the time and place.

    “It seems like it’s been a while since I’ve seen Riya.”

    “Because you haven’t come home recently.”

    “It’s been a while. Father.”

    “….So when are you getting married?”

    What kind of marriage is this, father?

    We’re not even dating yet.

    “Ahh…”

    Why is Riya’s face turning red again?

    “Rather, what is your name?”

    “This is Kang Yu-won.”

    “Okay, thank you for being friends with Sihyeon, who has no friends.”

    “I have no more friends.”

    Are you proud of having no friends?

    Why are you talking so confidently, as if you’re bragging?

    “What about Hoyeon?”

    “I thought I couldn’t come because of work, so I just told him not to come.”

    “It’s been a while since I missed you, but it’s a shame.”

    My father and Hoyeon had a pretty good relationship.

    My father also had a lot of fun with young students, and Ho-yeon also had fun with them while being polite.

    The time we knew each other was quite long.

    Anyway, after that, we chatted about various things for a while.

    Seeing that some time had passed, we stood up. Staying up too late is also a nuisance.

    “Then I’ll just go.”

    “Okay, see you at home next time.”

    With those words, the three of us left the hospital room and headed alone.

    Perhaps because it was still daytime, it was quite crowded. There were quite a few people wearing hospital uniforms.

    Among them, there were people like this.

    “Ugh…! I can’t reach it..!!”

    There was a woman stretching her hand in front of a vending machine, a girl who looked about the same age as us.

    Long, silky black hair that reaches down to her waist.

    And shining between them is a red eye that does not look like a lens. Pure white skin as if no light had ever touched it.

    What’s unusual is that since he’s in a wheelchair, he can’t reach the buttons on the top of the vending machine.

    But that wasn’t the only reason she came into my field of vision.

    He is a familiar person.

    Same as when I saw Kang Yu-won.

    “…”

    Yuwon approached her without saying anything. A familiar act of good will.

    He approached and pressed the button the girl was trying to press.

    Rattling-

    A plastic bottle comes out with a familiar sound.

    He said, handing it to her.

    “Is there anyone else?”

    “Ah… thank you!!”

    The girl was holding a cell phone in her hand, and a screen was displayed on the cell phone.

    It was a web novel screen filled with long sentences.

    “..Do you like novels?”

    “Huh? Ah, yes! i like you. Very.”

    Yuwon stiffened when he saw the screen on her phone. It was my first time seeing him so embarrassed.

    I couldn’t see the phone’s screen, but I could see why he froze.

    The sentences he wrote, the familiar arrangement of words.

    Because the novel Yuwon had written was floating there.

    I was soon convinced of the girl’s identity.

    “What is your name?”

    The main character of the novel is consistently described as beautiful with a bright smile.

    “I’m Asuka Hasegawa! As you may know by my name, I am Japanese.”

    The heroine of the original work.

    The main characters of the original work faced each other.

    #

    “Sihyeon, where are you looking?”

    I just turned my head.

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