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Isolation steps: ▒▒▒

Record of Joo□■, a third grader at Nakwon Middle School in I City.

-I found a note in a glass bottle on the beach.

-In most cases, the text becomes blurred, making it difficult to understand the content.

-Although it is faint, the energy of an evil spirit was felt and quarantined.

***

Of course, this is handwriting.

I leave this note in a place where it will no longer be found.

‘It’ said that he would forget, and I would gradually forget as well.

I know it sounds like an unpleasant monster, but at least he’s a fair deal.

The reason I leave a note is because I want to record my sins.

-That was the original sin from middle school.

I probably killed one person.

maybe? Yes, probably.

No, now I doubt whether it actually happened.

The moment you seal this memoir, won’t you forget it? … I can only guess on my own.

Where to start?

I guess I grew up in a fairly wealthy environment.

His father is the chairman of the Bachelor Foundation, and his mother is a mixed-race musician.

He lived in Loreley, Germany until he was five years old, then returned to his father’s hometown, I.

There was a legend on the Rhine River near Lorelei about a fairy who bewitched men and killed them with her song… … As a child, I was very scared.

You can charm people with music.

scared. I won’t listen.

What helped me overcome that trauma was a childhood friend I first met in Korea when I was 6 years old.

“Wow-.”

Butterfly, butterfly. Come fly here-♪

It’s a simple children’s song, but a black-haired boy plays a song from his hometown on the flute out of consideration for me. A small concert was the ultimate happiness for me.

“It’s a flute. Because my dad sometimes blows… … .”

“Awesome!

“Hmm, hmm. Don’t get me wrong because I blew because I wanted to blow.”

It’s not just this.

When kids in the neighborhood pulled my blonde hair because they thought it was funny, I chased them away and tied my hair back.

“… Doesn’t the pigtails look good on you?”

“Yeah, really?”

“Oh, don’t say that. Because I didn’t order it.”

To me, he was a hero, or someone I looked up to.

His parents, like my mother, belong to another city’s symphony orchestra.

Although he didn’t earn much, he seems to have been able to make ends meet thanks to his father’s guardianship.

“Dream? My dream is to become a horn player in a symphony orchestra.”

“As my father said, I am an oriental medicine doctor… … .”

“True. What kind of oriental medicine doctor has yellow hair? funny. Find what you really want to do.”

“Then is it God or the bride?”

“Bride? A woman can only be a nun.”

“I don’t think that’s what it means… … .”

under? But boys easily forget things like marriage promises. But the good times did not last long.

It happened around the time I was in the 5th grade of elementary school.

While he was running, he became short of breath, collapsed, and went to the hospital.

Diagnosis of pneumothorax.

Of course, pneumothorax is a disease that occurs easily, but it was diagnosed as a genetic disease in which mucus and fibers are congenitally accumulated in the lungs.

-It is not easy to see wind instruments, much less horns, which require a lot of skill. Also, it is dangerous if the lung bursts.

“Damn. Why your body at such a critical time. Cough.”

“Now, stop playing the instrument. No, stop it. It’s regular. You study well too, right?”

“… … What are you interfering with?”

Pajik – At that time, the relationship had already suffered, but it was okay.

Even though he was abrasive, he was like he used to be. but-

Parabam – ♪

… … Whenever I heard the sound of a musical instrument next door, I felt anxious and felt like I was going crazy.

You can’t die. They say don’t do it, why on earth?

I was scared of him disappearing.

Fortunately, his parents stopped him every time.

So I was relieved.

Yes, his parents.

I remember them as being down-to-earth people.

Because beneath a good son comes a good son.

-He committed suicide when he was in middle school.

I don’t know why. However, it is said that he had quite a bit of debt.

Have you been caught up in life? why?

When my childhood friend came out from the shower, the two of us were hanging in the living room together. It was a big event.

“How was the end of my friends? Still, you went comfortably, right? Phew.”

“No. It certainly wouldn’t have been easy. Terrible children.”

“What? Terrible bastards? What did you say?”

“They don’t mind hearing this. It was a terrible death. It’s not just hanging. The moment my son opened the doorknob and entered the room, the rope around his neck went up on a pulley. No matter what my son tries, he gets nothing but despair.”

I once overheard a conversation between my father and a mustachioed detective. It was truly the manner of death of a madman.

“Well, that’s… … Is it true?”

“Death by intentionally making me feel guilty. If it were me, I would have turned away. I understand my son’s condition.”

“Like that. That kind of thing happened. why. Phew. Anyway, I will take care of the child. Just tell the media it is a simple suicide.”

“In I city, strange deaths occur very often, so there won’t be any problem.”

The futile death of birth.

After seeing that, I fainted for over a day due to the shock, and after waking up, I suffered from aphasia and lethargy for over half a year and was even hospitalized.

I visited the ward where he was hospitalized almost every two or three days.

The reason for hospitalization was lung disease… … In reality, it was his father’s decision because he did not want to taint his career with psychiatric treatment.

“Hello. Yena, see you again!”

The person who called me at the hospital was a child of my age.

I know her name as Yu-ran, a middle school girl with chestnut-colored hair and a beret.

“Ah, you are the detective’s daughter. Did you come because of the bridge?”

“Yes. It’s been a while since I saw Shin Jeong-gyu! My father told me to report the condition.”

“Ahaha, haha. What a report. He’s still the same, right?”

I completely stopped eating and drinking.

I know that I force myself to eat almost one meal a day.

“Well. I still can’t speak, but when I tell you that I’m preparing for an art high school, why do you show interest with your eyes?”

“… … Art high school?”

“If a bird follows a stork, its crotch will be torn – but isn’t motivation good for treating aphasia?”

I became very angry with Yu-ran, who spoke so proudly.

It’s already in a state where it feels like if you hit it hard, it will die right away.

If I put my mouth to the horn or flute again, I didn’t know if my lungs would explode this time.

“No. Don’t come near me again.”

“Well, Yena, do whatever you want. I just handed her a flyer about the academy. Oh, why are you so scared that there might be a love rival? So cute-♪”

“Go! Get out-!”

“C.E. I’m going to go even if you don’t tell me, right?”

Inflate your cheeks and mouth like a puffer fish

()-3-()

Going in a different direction.

Squeak-

I dropped something.

‘handcuffs? ‘Why do you have this?’

Did he get it from his father?

I couldn’t tell, so I took it for now. I’ll return it later with an apology.

When I entered the ward, my childhood friend was staring blankly out the window. A leaf on a tree branch is shaking.

“How have you been? How about rice?”

“… … … … ”

“Someone came, why are you looking out the window? You have manners, right? Courtesy.”

“… … … … ”

The last leaf seemed ominous for some reason, so it made me look at it right away.

He looks at me with slowly lifeless black eyes. I felt so sad every time that happened. It collapsed.

I sighed and took out the thermos from the paper bag.

“The helper asked me to boil pumpkin porridge and give it to her. Eat.”

I have a shameful confession to make.

Although I had help, I actually made this porridge myself. I wasn’t confident in cooking so I tried around.

I put some liquid porridge on a spoon and put it to his mouth, but he wouldn’t open it. That’s right.

“Eat. I need to eat to gain energy.”

“… … … .”

“Ha- You’re stubborn. Look at the lady’s sincerity and eat it. Oh, what!?”

Percussion-

Jeong-gyu hit the thermos bottle and spoon with the back of his hand.

My efforts to become a hero were in vain in an instant!

I was consumed by rage, pure rage.

“Bad boy.”

I hit him hard on the cheek, and he glared at me, cupping my stinging cheek.

Yeah, it’s better than no response. I blame you.

“… … … … … ”

“Stop it. Stop it! How long are you going to be a nuisance to my house!”

“… … … … … ”

“Tell me now! Open your mouth!”

I felt despair as I still kept my mouth shut.

You’ll never be able to come back like before?

-I got so nervous that I accidentally said something I shouldn’t have said.

“You! Your parents can’t stand it because you keep acting like a jerk! I’d rather just follow you and die-!!!”

Ahhh. I couldn’t bring myself to look at his face.

I looked away and covered my mouth. I feel pathetic and disgusted with myself.

“Oh, no. Forget what I said now-. I don’t mean it.”

“… … Why.”

“Huh? Seriously, did you really say that!?”

“Mi, no, do.”

I said these three words clearly and clearly! Sorry.

It was like a miracle.

He keeps talking to me with my mouth hanging open.

“No, I won’t. It’s Yena. For making you worry.”

I hugged him tightly and comforted him as he lowered his head.

Now we can go back to normal!

Because he is strong. The tears I’ve been holding back are pouring out.

“Ugh, ah. Haaah – I hated it.”

“Don’t cry. Sorry for me.”

“Oh, no. I’m more sorry. I’ll call the doctor right away. Shin Jeong-gyu! Wait quietly-.”

The moment I left the hospital room, I felt like I could hear the sound of my teeth grinding, but I just thought it was my mood.

After that day, less than a week later, my childhood friend returned to school and society.

He became more gloomy and more conflicted with me, but I thought he was almost completely back on track.

-The thing that went completely wrong was a year and a half after I was discharged.

He met a girl.