SIYUN – In her brain。

Time passed, and while I was lounging around at home with my dad, a package arrived.

“Dad, what did you order?”

“no.”

“Dad, go out.”

“It’s a hassle~ Siyun is leaving.”

“Hi! What if an assassin pretending to be a courier attacks me?! I’m a kid?”

“It’s dangerous for you too, Dad.”

“Ah~ I hate it~ Alpha and Beta can’t stay away from me~”

My dad got up after playing a prank on me and went out to get the package.

Dad brought the package.

“Is it a painting?”

“A picture? What picture?”

Dad opened the wrapping paper, and I received the letter he gave me.

“huh?”

I opened the envelope and checked the contents.

After checking who the sender is, do all the people who draw pictures have this bad handwriting? I read it with all my heart.

– To artist Kim Si-yoon…

This is Professor Ahn Jun-tae.

I really wanted this painting you said you were giving me, but I couldn’t get it.

I don’t know who she is in the picture, but pictures like this aren’t meant to be given to others…

For the past 14 days, I have been unable to do anything but look at this picture.

I can’t explain what I felt in this picture.

It’s been a long time since I felt this emotional change after looking at a painting…

I think that’s enough to pay for the paint.

I heard about you from artist Go Min-soo.

They say you have too many talents, but I also want you to draw like artist Go Min-soo.

I also know that people like us have to do what we want most intensely.

But, can I ask you just one favor?

Just drawing… please don’t quit.

Juntae Ahn (in)

Dad was looking at the picture in silence while I read the letter.

“Why? How are you feeling, Dad?”

I was like, Oops.

Dad’s eyes were already starting to turn red…

And, by the way… Amy Ellen also has short hair like her mother…

I spoke quickly because I felt like I had touched the tears of that sensitive, grown-up dad.

“I drew it without thinking, so don’t attach meaning to it.”

Ah… it’s already too late.

As expected, tears began to flow from Dad’s red eyes.

“…Siyoon…even if you pretend not to, I always miss you.”

“no!”

“It’s okay, I decided to tell Dad.”

“No! Stop crying! That’s not Mom!!!”

It was my father who mistakenly thought I drew it with my mother in mind.

During morning assembly time at school, my homeroom teacher called me.

Jihoon laughs at me next to me, thinking I’m going to scold him.

I threw the taffy away and followed the teacher out of sight.

“why?”

“I heard you won an award? Go to a big award?”

“Oh, is that the painting dealer?”

And then I saw the principal’s office, and my homeroom teacher saw me off and left to do his work.

When I opened the door, I saw the principal’s office and teacher Ko Min-su was next to me.

“Oh… Isn’t it Siyoon? You’re really a fan.”

“Is it a crime?”

Without realizing it, I put the same drip I used to give to close friends in the face of a principal I had never met before.

“Phew.”

“…..”

Go Min-soo spills his coffee.

I smiled and said to change the mood.

“Did you win an award?”

Teacher Go Min-su smiled and answered.

“Yes, it is the grand prize. Now, if you go to the world competition and aim for the prize in Australia, your work will travel around the world, starting from Australia…”

“What about the listing?”

“They are scheduled to receive it next week. They are requesting an interview there…”

“I don’t.”

“…..”

The principal nodded, as if Teacher Ko Min-soo had already said something.

“Then can you write a description of the work?”

I took a pen and wrote down the description of ‘Operation 137’.

Episode 137, the most impressive scene in Kim Si-yoon’s life.

I wrote something in the description field.

-The life of a diamond spoon.

“”…..?””

I nodded as if it was a perfect explanation.

However, teacher Ko Min-su focused on my handwriting.

My peacefulness, the brush strokes that show no eagerness,

While painting the cold water, my brush strokes made me feel relaxed and warm in the dark and cold space.

Did you understand the phrase ‘the life of a diamond spoon’?

Teacher Ko Min-su suddenly became silent and looked down at my handwriting.

“Can I go now?”

I jumped up and headed to class.

My steps were lighter than ever.

Park Ji-hoon may have shown off his talent by learning kickboxing, but he has been concentrating only on exercise these days.

“Do you think you’re growing up a little fast?”

Park Ji-hoon is about 5cm taller than me.

“Don’t women usually grow up faster?”

“Heh… these are superior genes…”

Park Ji-hoon’s father was 192 cm tall.

“What about shrimp?”

“…..”

I said, brushing my hair up with a proud expression on my face, as if to emphasize it.

“This… superior genes.”

“It doesn’t even have pepper.”

“…?”

“I have to make fun of you every time I get my period~”

After hearing Park Ji-hoon’s words, I started to feel the seriousness.

Secondary sex characteristics… I can’t avoid it as long as I have (X,

I looked at Park Ji-hoon with a serious expression.

“…what?”

Park Ji-hoon got scared when he saw my expression.

“You… you started first?”

Because of Park Ji-hoon’s words, I returned to reality after worrying about the future.

Then he looked at Park Ji-hoon with an expression as if he were looking at a bug and said.

“You should tell your mom that you said that to me.”

Park Jihoon suddenly grabs my arm.

“…No, brother? Let’s solve it ourselves…”

“Thrush three calls?”

“No shit, you did it first!”

“Is that the same as this!? Huh? You pervert.”

When Park Ji-hoon heard me say he was a pervert, he walked away from me and said with a straight face.

“…..? Then, is shrimp really a normal thing to say?”

“Why, I like shrimp burgers.”

“Wow… I’m going crazy…”

“And I’m looking forward to when you go to the military. I’m going to make fun of you.”

Because of my words, Park Ji-hoon’s expression suddenly changed to a serious one this time, and he looked at me with trembling eyes.

“…I’m going to the military… again?”

“…sorry.”

“Why the fuck are you doing this to me? You didn’t even go to the past!?”

“I’m sorry… but you say the military has gotten better these days…”

Park Ji-hoon looked at me with a dejected expression.

“Isn’t the military the military? You compared it to the time when you were taken to Vietnam and said it has improved?”

“You… went to the Marine Corps because you thought you were cool… Everyone above sergeant is a veteran of the war, so of course you’re an asshole…”

“Wow… in the winter when I was in the military, I had to eat a grain of rice 120 times, saying there was half a spoonful left over…”

“This is the 21st time I’m hearing that.”

“They said this was Jjambap and they ate a whole bowl of food!”

“You said that every time you got drunk, so I heard it 84 times…”

“My senior asked me if I was good at fighting, and I said I was good, but then I got beaten up!”

“That’s the 43rd…”

“Because I didn’t salute the cat properly, they attached a 5kg disc to my wrist and held it in saluting position for an hour!”

“Number 132…”

“I asked if you wanted to join the soccer club, and I said no, but then I got hit on the head with a soccer ball for two hours to remind me!”

Bah!

I hit Jihoon Park on the back of the head.

“Take it in moderation, bastard! I’ve heard so many stories about your military that I feel like I’ve been there.”

“…Go there again…?”

Jihoon suddenly starts laughing.

“다 뒤졌어, 건들기만 해봐… 김 병장 개새끼…”

“That idiot is already gone.”

“Maybe it’s there if I look for it?”

“Huh? So…? How could a 10-year-old date a grandfather in his 70s or 80s? He must be crazy.”

Park Ji-hoon, who had been stabbed in the back by me, suddenly looked at me seriously.

“What you looking at.”

“I decided to have double eyelid surgery.”

“…? suddenly?”

“Mom said you should do it?”

“Yeah, well, technology is good these days.”

As it is a private elementary school, we were told that paneer and steak would be served for lunch today, so we headed to the cafeteria instead of the cafeteria.

I received an award and trophy from the principal, which was broadcast on TVs placed in every classroom.

The video ends with a handshake.

Since it was a pre-recorded video, I was sitting in the classroom watching it.

“Do you think it’s great?”

“What, a picture?”

I showed ‘SIYUN – In her brain 137.’ on my cell phone.

“…crazy.”

The number written was 754,000, and the mark after it was ‘$’.

“Are you sick of it? I feel it too, these days, there are a lot of people who blow a lot of money.”

After morning assembly, I walked out to the playground for physical education class starting from the first period and grumbled.

“Why are you bothering me with physical education in the morning?”

After arriving at the locker room to change into gym clothes, a little boy approached me as I was taking off my clothes.

“hi…?”

“Okay, hi.”

“I saw you in a drama!”

“thanks.”

“You’re really pretty…”

“Thank you for that too.”

As I was putting my head into my gym clothes, the kid pulled me from behind.

I removed the long hair that was inside my clothes and tied it with a string on my wrist.

“Thank you~”

“No! What is this?”

The little boy blushing.

He followed me as if he wanted to become friends with me.

This gym class, we were going to play dodgeball, but when the gym teacher saw that Jihoon and I were together, he seemed to remember the past and changed the sport.

A teacher brings a soccer ball to play soccer.

They divide the children into boys and girls and glance at me to see if there is a girl who wants to play soccer.

The teacher notices me and sighs as if he is glad that I am not interested in soccer.

“…?”

The girls asked me to do a different sport, but I wasn’t interested so I sat on the steps of the playground.

In the past, I had never played any sport with a ball other than golf and table tennis.

There was a time when Jaehyung, who was bored, saw a soccer ball and suggested we play foot volleyball.

At that time, Jaehyeong, who was freely touching the ball, behaved like a family member and hit it so hard.

Even now, perhaps because I wanted to feel superior among the kids, I avoided it because I felt like I would end up fighting with that guy who was using sandpaper on the kids.

As I sat in the shadows and watched Jihoon’s soccer game with his chin resting, the little boy I saw earlier came up next to me.

“I’m Jiyoung Lee.”

“huh.”

“I want to become friends with you.”

He is a more straightforward and bold kid than you might think.

“I’m not having fun?”

“It’s pretty.”

“Really? You’re pretty too.”

It’s ridiculous to judge a kid’s appearance, and even though I only spoke roughly, the kid in front of me opened his eyes brightly at my words.

“lie.”

“What should I do because the little boy is pretty? He should eat well and grow up well.”

“Are you pretty?”

“It might turn ugly later.”

“Is that so…?”

“Something like that.”

Considering my genes, the probability of that happening is extremely low, but…

A little boy named Lee Ji-young was amazed when he saw Park Ji-hoon flying alone.

“Wow… he’s Jihoon, right? Your friend.”

“Takariya.”

“…? What is Takari?”

“It’s a bitch.”

“Kkobung?”

“Squirtle.”

“…..?”

As I was having a meaningless conversation with the little boy, the way he tilted his head was very cute, like a puppy.

I looked at a little boy named Lee Ji-young.

“Why don’t you go over there and play?”

“I don’t enjoy exercising.”

“What’s fun?”

“piano…”

I nodded, thinking that he was a kid who liked the piano, and watched the soccer game. Jihoon scored a goal every three minutes.

‘That bastard deserves to be looked at by the kids at least once.’

As I was looking at the pathetic Park Ji-hoon, Lee Ji-young looked at me.

“You… you play the piano really well… I’m jealous.”

“Hmm… Is that so? I’m just hitting it.”

“What can’t you do? I’m good at swimming, I’m good at drawing, I’m good at acting… I’m good at studying… I’m good at fighting…”

A little boy folding his fingers and talking.

Even though I was seriously criticized for being good at fighting at the end, I listened to the little boy.

“Mom was so jealous…”

“Ignore it, do what you want. In this day and age, it seems like you can make a living no matter what you do.”

“…But what about Mom?”

“I also ignored my dad and told him to go away because he said he had nothing to do today and would be at school all day.”

I didn’t really tell my dad to fuck off, but the kid looked shocked.

“…? Is that still okay…?”

“You shouldn’t do this to adults, but what do you do when dad comes to school?”

“Um… I don’t know…”

A little boy named Lee Ji-young started following me after gym class.