episode_0132

Ha-seong Kim has been fat since childhood.

Fat has always accounted for a high percentage of his body, and this has adverse effects on him in many ways.

His parents were so busy with work that they couldn’t provide him with proper meals.

Just like the lower class in America, all he can ultimately eat is junk food.

As can be seen from the original meaning of the English word, food with a garbage-like nutritional status.

The eating habits that I learned incorrectly as a child did not return to normal even though my family situation improved in middle school and high school.

The immature elementary school students made fun of him.

Middle school students going through puberty ostracized him.

More than just gaining weight, there is an unpleasant odor and sweat. Even oily hair.

Even if gaining weight was unavoidable, cleanliness was a matter of personal will.

Ha-seong Kim constantly turned the problem to the outside world.

I never tried to find the cause in myself.

There was a time when I tried to decorate it.

Buy cool clothes or change your hair style.

However, I never thought about losing weight or washing myself more thoroughly.

Just like some women who choose makeup rather than diet to become pretty, I chose methods that weren’t bothersome.

Naturally, those methods didn’t work, and he hated lookism.

So, he entered the academy.

I wanted to end the dark days of middle school and high school and envision a rosy future, but…

Even as I became an adult, the situation did not improve.

‘Wow… the kids here all seem pretty…’

Compared to before, the proportion of female students who were beautiful enough to become celebrities had increased.

As he was also a man, there was someone he had feelings for: a female student with blond hair and a cheerful smile.

Isn’t the combination of a flashy woman and a quiet boy a phrase often used here and there?

Educational Travel.

On the way out from the convenience store attached to the accommodation.

Toouk.

When his body lightly collided with hers, he internally cried out in pleasure.

Although it only touched me briefly, I felt a kind of ecstasy.

A wafting scent and a beautiful face filling my eyes.

“Oh, sorry.”

“Ugh, yes. It’s okay..”

What followed after that were the gazes he had felt from many people before.

A gaze full of contempt.

Frowning and looking down…

She soon got on the elevator.

I checked the floor I was going to, it was the men’s floor.

He had to turn his back and go back to his room.

Ha-seong Kim jumped onto the bed and covered himself with the blanket.

Although I had never had any relationship with her, tears started to flow as if I had suffered a broken heart.

An unlucky male student who was randomly assigned to share a room with him cast a pitiful look at the pile of blankets that Ha-seong Kim was in, but it didn’t reach him.

He went into his SNS account.

A place where a blue bird was drawn, but was recently changed to an alphabet.

The profile picture showed a male character with black hair who looked tired and had several words written on it.

-I think I found love. Is she interested in me too? (There’s no way she’s interested)

When I first became interested in her.

-Happy birthday, my lady

When it’s her birthday. Although he couldn’t approach him directly and say something, it was Kim Ha-seong who sent a congratulation through his account that no one knew about.

-Nanika-chan… I’m sorry. I found a kid I like more than you.

-She appeared in my dream. I miss you, my baby bird.

There were many other sentences written as well.

And, at this moment, he was typing a new sentence in the dark blanket.

Sobbing and crying.

-I loved you so much… but you just liked the man, right? Slut.

People with profile pictures of similar determination comforted him.

He put down his phone, shed tears under the blanket, and fell asleep.

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Meanwhile, Jeong Ye-eun and Yoo Ji-min safely entered Choi Do-hyeon’s room.

I laid out some snacks I bought at a convenience store and poured alcohol into a paper cup.

“It’s no fun just drinking, so let’s play a game!”

Yoo Ji-min’s suggestion.

“Game? what game? Isn’t there too few people to play a drinking game?”

“Truth Game! How about it? It’ll be fun, right?”

At her words, Jeong Ye-eun nodded.

“Let’s play the truth game.”

The truth game has several rules.

You can place something like a liquor bottle in the middle and rotate it around, but…

They decided to take turns one by one and ask a question to whoever they wanted.

If you don’t want to answer, just have a drink.

A rule that can cause one person to pass out quickly.

The first order decided through rock-paper-scissors is Si-woo.

Naturally, he chose to ask Yoo Ji-min a question.

“..Jimin.”

“Yes, ask me anything!”

“Is there a guy you like right now?”

Since he was determined to be more proactive than before, he asked a bold question.

“Um.. there is!”

And, she responded with her usual smile.

“It’s my turn next, right? Dohyun.”

Her question was directed at Choi Do-hyeon.

“How many girlfriends have you met so far?”

“…Three people?”

Choi Do-hyeon scratched his head and answered.

‘..at the same time.’

While swallowing back words.

“Wow, so you dated two more people before dating Yeeun?”

“I have one question for you?”

Jeong Ye-eun interrupted.

“That’s right. sorry! Next Dohyun, right? Who are you going to ask?”

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The atmosphere was ripe.

Siwoo Si-woo’s questions were all directed at Yoo Ji-min, while Jeong Ye-eun, Yoo Ji-min, and Choi Do-hyun asked questions among the three.

The highlight is Jeong Ye-eun’s question, which is somewhat drunk.

“You.”

“Ugh.. Why?”

“Is there anyone you like here?”

All four of them were drunk.

Her pronunciation was starting to become increasingly inaccurate, and when asked by Jeong Ye-eun, Yoo Ji-min looked alternately between Si-woo Si-woo and Do-hyeon Choi.

“Here..?”

“Yes.”

“Hum… I want a drink.”

Instead of answering, she picked up the soju glass placed in the middle.

What does it mean?

Si-woo Si-woo tried to shake his stiffening head.

Does it exist or does it not exist?

If so, which of the two would it be?

As I was thinking about it, I felt dizzy.

‘…I can’t fall asleep…’

The resolve was broken a moment later.

Suddenly, he fell onto his back.

“Ha-am, I’m sleepy… Uh, Do-hyeon… did you dye your hair..?”

“Originally had yellow hair.”

“Is that so..? Yellow hair is pretty. Oh, I have yellow hair too…!”

She was talking nonsense, as if the one drink she had just had was her limit.

“Hmm… Oh, your arms are really strong…”

Now, he leaned his head on Choi Do-hyun’s shoulder, who was sitting next to him, and even poked his arm.

“..are you drunk?”

“No… I’m fine…?”

“No, you’re drunk. Go in and sleep.”

“Why are you sending me away… Do you want something of value with me..?”

“No, that’s not it – ”

“It’s too much.. ugh..”

Siwoo listened to the sounds he heard in his sleep.

In a situation where I couldn’t tell whether it was a dream or reality, it suddenly occurred to me that her final answer might have been directed to Choi Do-hyeon.

After a while, his consciousness completely blacked out.

“Yeseon.”

“Yes, I will take care of it. But… what do the three people mean?”

“Ah, you and Yerin noona.. and even Chaewon noona.”

Choi Do-hyun whispered in her ear.

“Right? You’re not saying that you already met two more people before you met me, right?”

“No. You may not believe it, but you are the first.”

She stood up with a refreshed expression.

“I want to go..! I’m not drunk!”

“Stop fighting the truth and stand up.”

She supported Yoo Ji-min and went out of the room.

‘..I should sleep, me too.’

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The remainder of the school trip went by in a more cheerful atmosphere than before.

While drinking, we became closer and learned more about things we didn’t know about each other.

In a harmonious atmosphere, there was someone who was left alone, and it was Si-Woo.

‘At that time… was that a dream…? No, maybe…’

A conversation that I vaguely heard vaguely in my sleep.

Things that seemed like I was seeing them through narrowed eyes.

Yoo Ji-min leans on Choi Do-hyun and engages in skinship.

I cried when they told me to go back…

‘..I guess not?’

It was a very different and foreign sight from her usual appearance.

Siwoo decided to dismiss it as a dream.

“Jimin, let’s go there too.”

He began to put his resolution into action again.

Maybe it’s too late.

Ha-seong Kim was in a state of death the whole time.

The last day of the school trip.

While on the bus on the way back, until I discovered a new app on my phone.

‘..uh? Did you install this app…?

“hypnosis”

A simple name.

When I pressed it, I saw a crappy effect where the screen spun around.

You may dismiss it as a fake app and move on, but…

His intuition told him otherwise.

If it’s a story where a main character like you one day gets a hypnosis app, I’ve watched it so many times.

In fact, there were times when I imagined myself as her.

‘..perhaps…’

What would happen if it were real?

What if the hypnosis app that manipulates people’s minds is real?

If that app that can give you everything you want is real.

Maybe he can get the girl he wants so much –

‘…You have to be careful.’

Perhaps, the opportunity of a lifetime has come.