School

This feeling of simultaneous drowsiness and joy is something you wouldn’t understand unless you experience it yourself.

My eyes and body are drooping with sleep, but my heart is eager to meet my friends.

The noisy voices coming from beyond the door.

[Transfer student?]

[Yeah. And I heard there are two of them?]

[Two of them are transferring together?]

[Plus, I heard they’re super pretty?]

[Alright, everyone, take your seats. You all heard that we’re getting transfer students today, right?]

[Yes!]

[Everyone, please welcome the new transfer students with a round of applause. Come on in!]

The bodyguard noona* gently pushed my back.

“Arang-nim.”

“Ugh, uh…”

I sighed inwardly at the classroom door in front of me.

In an age with virtual reality access devices and holographic smartphones, why isn’t the classroom door automatic?

Come to think of it, shouldn’t all the stairs here be converted into escalators?

And come to think of it, are elevators still only for teachers? I wouldn’t like that… No, wait. Wouldn’t they let me use it?

Student: “No way!” Then I’d say, “I don’t have legs, so it’s hard for me to use the stairs.” Wouldn’t they let me use the elevator then?

I’ll have to test that out.

Sreureukㅡ

The door opened smoothly without any resistance.

As soon as I opened the door and entered, all eyes in the class turned to me.

“Wow…”

“Heok, that cute baby is in our class!?”

“Wow, what? That height and that face, and she’s not an elementary school student, but a 3rd-year middle schooler…?”

“Eh, she’s obviously entering early. It’s definitely possible at our school.”

The homeroom teacher tapped the desk with the attendance book to quiet down the suddenly noisy class.

“Everyone, quiet. Quiet! It’s impossible to do self-introductions if it’s this noisy. Arang, Nakyeong, could you introduce yourselves to the 3rd-year, 1st-class friends here?”

The homeroom teacher looked at me with a pleased expression, like a mother.

It was a burden in itself for me, who had lived almost my entire life in games, but since Arang, unlike me, likes these situations, I just opened my mouth and said what I was thinking in my heart.

“Hello! My name is Lee Arang, and I’m transferring to Asan Middle School.”

Arang, whose mental age is still stuck at 10 years old, bowed deeply, which even I found cute.

“”So cute!!!””

“Holy shit, it’s Lee Arang!”

“She said she was entering middle school, and it was our middle school!?”

All the female students shouted that I was cute and liked my greeting.

Some of the boys knew about me because they were doing *Leore*.

Arang became even more excited by the cheers of those students.

She glanced around the class and, seeing everyone looking at her as if they liked her, Arang said with a bright smile.

“I hope we can all have fun school life together!”

After Arang’s self-introduction, it was the bodyguard noona’s turn.

“Please take care of me.”

“Uh… is that it?”

“Yes.”

The bodyguard noona* doesn’t feel too good about the current situation.

I understand. I’m also very annoyed by the current situation. I was working in the United States at the age of 25, but suddenly I’m going to middle school. What adult would like that?

“Arang and Nakyeong, the two seats in the very front are Arang’s and Nakyeong’s seats, so you can sit here.”

“Eh…”

The very front seat? This is the worst. Isn’t the back seat usually the rule for transfer students?

Could it be that they made me a front seat to be considerate of me because of my height…?

I won’t be able to sleep comfortably in class if this happens…

“Everyone, be nice to the transfer students since they’ve come, and teach them well if they don’t know anything. Got it?”

“”Yes!””

“And Arang’s body is more disabled than others, okay? So everyone be careful.”

This is something I already discussed with my parents and homeroom teacher.

There’s no way to keep hiding it while living at school anyway.

Since I can’t hide it anyway, I decided to just say it in advance.

At the homeroom teacher’s words, everyone’s eyes turned from the homeroom teacher back to me.

“Have a good class today, and let’s see you in the third period.”

“Yes!””

“That’s the end of the morning assembly.”

As soon as the homeroom teacher finished the morning assembly and left the class, the kids in the class flocked to me and the bodyguard noona’s* seats.

The girls are because of me and the bodyguard noona*, who are cute and pretty, and the boys are because they already know about me.

“Hello!”

“Nice to meet you, Arang, Nakyeong!”

“Wow, Arang, you’re so cute! Nakyeong is so pretty!”

“Princess! Princess!”

“Boys, Arang is feeling burdened!”

“What do you mean, Princess?”

“You don’t know Lee Arang!?”

Eueh…

“Everyone, the transfer students are surprised. Let’s talk slowly!”

When one female student spoke in a loud voice, it got a little better.

Is that student the class president of our class?

“Then me first! What’s the relationship between Arang and Nakyeong? You must be really close if you’re transferring together!”

“I’m Arang’s childhood friend.”

“Wow, childhood friend?”

“Yeah.”

“Awesome. You two look so good together. Who’s the seme*?”

“You crazy bitch!”

“Ack! Why are you hitting me!”

“You’re saying that after not even a day of meeting!”

“Why! I can say it!”

“Sigh.”

I wonder if I can go to school safely… The tension of middle school girls is really out of this world.

They’re spewing out words so quickly that I’m already dizzy.

“Um, the homeroom teacher said earlier that Arang’s body is disabled, can you tell me where it’s disㅡ”

“Are you crazy too! Why are you so clueless!”

“No! We need to know in advance how to be considerate and how to help!”

“That makes sense.”

“Still, you shouldn’t say it first until Arang says it first!”

Ugh… my head is ringing. Ringing.

Are middle school students always like this…?

“Arang-nim, should I say it?”

“No, it’s okay. I’ll say it.”

The bodyguard noona* spoke first, but I said that I would say it because I don’t really care about what others think now that I don’t have arms and legs.

“Huh? Arang, are you okay? You don’t have to say it if it’s hard to say.”

“No. It doesn’t really matter anymore.”

I took off my gloves.

“”Eot…””

It’s a prosthetic hand, but it has the same performance as a human hand, but the appearance is so compromised that it can’t be called a human hand. The prosthetic hand appeared in front of everyone.

“I lost my arms and legs because of an illness, but now I’ve completely recovered from the illness and I’m healthy! So I hope everyone will just treat me like a normal friend.”

“Don’t worry. Princess!”

The female students, who had come to their senses at the man’s shout, spewed out words again.

“Okay! I got it! Trust us!”

“The prosthetic hand is cool! I didn’t notice it at all until just now!”

“I know, it’s no different from a human hand?”

“Heok! Wait a minute, so the reason why Nakyeong transferred with Arang is…!?”

“Awesome! She’s such a romanticist…!?”

“A knight protecting a sickly beautiful girl…?”

Ah… I don’t know anymore.

I feel like my energy is being sucked up so fast that it’s just being absorbed completely.

Middle school students are scary…

“But why Princess?”

“Arang plays the *Leore* game and she’s super famous. Arang’s Ryutube* also has 1 million subscribers.”

“1 million!? Wow.”

While the male students who knew me were talking about me to the female students, a man with a slightly red face approached the bodyguard noona*.

“Um, do you have a boyfriend? If not, can you tell me your Linster* ID?”

“”Oooooooo!””

He made a confession-like statement.

The kids around him cheered.

‘Oh…’

The head that had been dizzy until just now disappeared neatly, and an incident that needed popcorn appeared.

A scene of a 16-year-old boy confessing to a 25-year-old woman is a fun situation that is hard to see anywhere.

The bodyguard noona’s* expression, which had been maintaining composure until just now, was slightly disturbed.

“Sorry.”

The bodyguard, no, Nakyeong refused with two words without even looking at the man.

“Keueum… Is it okay to ask why?”

“I’m only thinking of Arang right now.”

“”Ooooooooooo!””

“I told you I was right!”

“This is a romance!”

No, Nakyeong-ssi*, how can you say that…

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[Leore Gallery]

[Princess Appears at Our Middle School]

I can’t tell you which middle school, but Arang transferred to our school, lol.

Plus, she’s in the same class as me, lolololol.

I feel so good.

[Comments]

-???

-Bullshit

ㄴAuthor: It’s real, lolololol

ㄴProof ㄱ

ㄴAuthor: I can’t say that, you idiot

ㄴWow, look at the way a middle schooler is talking, you son of a bitch

ㄴAuthor: You’re the one who said bullshit first, you son of a bitch

-But if Princess is going to middle school, isn’t there only one middle school near Asan Hospital?

ㄴㅇㅇ There’s only Asan Middle School.

ㄴI hope weird people don’t go looking for her after seeing that.

-I’m so jealous, is Princess cute?

ㄴAuthor: She’s just so cute, she’s much cuter than in Leore

ㄴㅅㅂ So the author sees Princess in real life every day? Do you talk to her? Do you eat together and take classes together, and then go on school trips together? ㅅㅂ I’m so jealous.

ㄴBut wow, now that I think about it, I’m jealous

-Is Princess okay at school? I was worried when Princess said she was going to middle school.

ㄴㄹㅇ Is there no bullying?

ㄴAuthor: ㅇㅇ She’s just the most popular person in our class right now.

[I want to see Princess.]

I’ve already reduced my Leore access time because of the shitty brown dust, but what will happen if she goes to middle school?

If this happens, won’t Princess naturally quit Leore if she studies and makes friends and plays in reality?

[Comments]

-First of all, I don’t think she’ll stop playing games because of studying.

ㄴAuthor: Why do you think so?

ㄴNo, Arang has enough money to play and eat for the rest of her life even if she doesn’t study.

ㄴAuthor: I guess…?

ㄴThen why is she going to school?

ㄴDon’t you have any friends? If you look at Arang now, she doesn’t have any friends her age. She’s spent almost her entire life in a hospital room, so I hope Arang makes friends her age at school.