Waiting and playing the game I was looking forward to.

The day after providing true education to ‘passers-by’.

During class, Jihoon was watching a video of me appearing on Brother Next Door on his cell phone.

“Wow… this is really unfair…”

While I was drawing in my sketchbook, I glanced at the video when Jihoon said something.

In the video, me sitting on the lectern.

“what.”

“I wanted to know for sure, so I did some research.”

When the word investigation came out of Park Ji-hoon’s mouth, I chuckled.

At best, that’s all you’ve searched in the green window.

“what.”

“This is the money your father earns.”

While listening to Jihoon, I was drawing the face of the teacher teaching the class.

The painting is already almost complete.

“What do you want to know? The more you know, the more unfair life becomes…”

“…..”

I made eye contact with the teacher who was writing on the blackboard, but my hand did not stop.

It seemed like the teachers shared all information about me,

Because I knew that I only remembered everything I saw once.

Even though I knew I could draw, I didn’t stop me.

I tore open a sheet of my sketchbook, wrote the date at the bottom, and signed it.

When I looked at the pictures, I was satisfied with the work, so I nodded and opened the book.

“Wow… it’s a photo. A photo…”

After class, I gave the picture to the teacher.

“Teacher, this is a gift.”

The teacher looked at my drawing for a moment and then his eyes widened.

“Wow… are you a teacher? Thank you~ I’ll take it in stride~”

“yes.”

Teachers who teach lower grades of elementary school each had a picture I drew hanging in their office.

Perhaps because he drew for 6 hours almost every day for 4 years starting when he was 4 years old, the speed and precision of his drawings were overwhelming, and his drawing quality was comparable to that of a student preparing for art school.

I muttered while looking at the pictures I had drawn so far.

“Can we really move on to art?”

“…Where is the person who said he would destroy Company S?”

I rested my chin on Jihoon’s words, looked at the blue sky outside the window, and thought about it for a moment before deciding what to say.

“… If you want to be in the same class next year, just study.”

At a private elementary school in Seoul, children begin to be divided into classes based on their grades.

“Isn’t it a bit weird to lose to an 8-year-old in terms of knowledge?”

He said it was embarrassing to lose in knowledge to children,

Park Ji-hoon is trying hard, but…

Even if you compare her to Dayeon, her hair falls a long way.

To be honest, when the top-ranked children took the test within the range of what we were learning,

Even if adults come, it will be difficult to beat the top kids.

After class, when it was lunch time, I headed to the cafeteria with Jihoon.

I went into the cafeteria used by 1st to 3rd graders, picked up a tray, and put food on it.

Jihoon is building up like a mountain.

I took a seat after taking just enough food to eat, and Jihoon later sat down with me.

“Kid? Do you get stronger after eating this? Why aren’t you eating more?”

It is by no means a small amount compared to children of the same age, but compared to Jihoon, it is a shabby amount.

“I don’t know. I feel full just by eating this.”

I added a spoonful of rice and started reading a novel.

Jihoon looks at me sitting gracefully and turning the pages of a book one by one.

“…..”

Jihoon puts a lot of food in his mouth, his cheeks look like they’re about to burst, and he looks at me while chewing dirty.

“…?”

Jihoon spoke after chewing his food roughly and swallowing it.

“Wow… you really pretend to be pretty.”

“Why, it’s a fight.”

As I spoke while flipping my hair, Jihoon rubbed his arms as if he was getting goosebumps at my reaction.

“Hey? What are you doing that doesn’t suit you!?”

“Even if you say it kindly… fuck… haha… just eat it, unless you want to lose your teeth at that age.”

“…yes.”

I think it is true that people change depending on the situation.

I get goosebumps because I feel like my behavior has changed these days, perhaps because I’ve been treated like a princess by my dad.

I found myself sitting with my legs close together, as was my habit.

‘ah…?’

I immediately closed the book and started eating because the chicken meat was growing all over my body.

As gym class approached, I grabbed my gym uniform bag and headed to the locker room.

Girls who noticed me and started whispering proudly.

“She’s acting too pretty, isn’t she?”

“Did you see it earlier? Giving the teacher a picture and being cute is disgusting…”

“You’re so unlucky.”

I wonder how my image got to this point… I missed Dayeon.

I didn’t care and took out my gym clothes from my locker and changed into them.

Gym uniform decorated with a green band on a white background.

I hung my school uniform on the hanger and closed the locker.

Little kids watching my actions closely.

What can I do with little kids looking at me like that and talking behind my back, even though I’m only 8 years old?

I left the kids and headed to the gym.

As I walked to where the gym teacher was and slowly tied my waist-length hair with a headband, all eyes in the gym were focused on me.

‘It’s burdensome…’

I like exercising my body.

Until now, the only real movement I had done was swimming.

Before I knew it, there was a big physical education teacher in front of me, and I was lining up in the order I came, but Jihoon, who came first, slipped out of the front row and came behind me.

“I’m going to play dodgeball today.”

I usually focus on walking around the area, but today I’m taking a class that moves my body a bit.

The first ball game I heard was ‘Dodgeball’.

‘What is dodgeball?’

The teacher explained the game, and after learning the rules, I went to my team’s position and stood.

When I looked at Jihoon, who was on the opposing team, the eyes glaring at me were unusual.

Dodgeball started with the sound of a whistle.

I expected it, but right from the start, a soft, light ball suddenly flew towards me.

I didn’t really want to work hard, so I just tilted my head and avoided it, and the physical education teacher stared at me intently.

‘Ah… should I avoid exaggeration…?’

All the kids on the opposing team were only targeting me.

‘You guys are bothering me.’

I was thinking of just getting hit by the ball and going out, but

A dodgeball ball flies toward your face at an overwhelming speed.

At that moment, the ball started to appear slow.

I tilted my head to avoid the ball that came right in front of me and looked at Park Ji-hoon, who had thrown the ball.

The ball went out of bounds, and the boy who was already out threw the ball at me again.

With my eyes fixed on Park Ji-hoon, I caught the ball flying towards me with one hand.

Wow.

Jihoon flinched greatly at my gaze.

‘… let’s try it?’

At the sight of my mouth, Park Jihoon suddenly hid among the other kids.

It’s like telling kids to throw something if they’re going to throw it to them.

I adjusted my legs to prevent the kids from catching me, and quickly narrowed down the crowd.

“”……””

“You’re left behind.”

I took a stance as if I was throwing a baseball to Jihoon, who was left alone, and threw my weight on the ball.

A ball that cannot fly quickly due to the child’s body limitations.

Jihoon easily dodged and the ball flew far away.

Jihoon looks at the flying ball and smiles.

“What, it’s slow?”

“…..”

“I was nervous for no reason.”

Because of Jihoon’s words, I felt the veins standing on my forehead for the first time in a long time.

Jihoon takes possession of the ball.

The ball thrown to hit me flew at high speed,

I caught the flying ball lightly, as if receiving a pass.

The atmosphere became overheated, and they began to bully each other in order to break down the other’s mentality.

“If you’re going to throw it this much, why did you eat so much?”

Due to my provocation, veins began to appear on Jihoon’s forehead.

“Yeah, I can catch whatever you throw with my eyes closed.”

As there was no end in sight to the game, the physical education teacher watched with his mouth open.

They were keeping an eye on us to stop us if something unexpected happened.

I threw the ball again with all my might, and Jihoon checked the direction it was flying from and closed his eyes.

“What? You really caught it with your eyes closed?”

We were both frustrated with the ball flying slower than expected and the situation not being able to see the end.

In that situation, watching Ji-hoon cast a provocation…

There was a sound of something breaking in my head.

“Don’t give a fuck, dude! Let’s just break the die.”

Jihoon, who thought I was right, threw the ball hard on the floor.

“Come on! Fuck!! Do you think I’m going to pull it out?”

Ah … I think I forgot who I am now because of the excitement.

Perhaps because of that, in my eyes, he started to look like an animal that couldn’t control his urine and excrement, rather than a subordinate Kim Jae-hyung.

Seeing Jihoon really upset made my blood boil too.

Park Ji-hoon, who has become a fighting spirit among the boys.

As I watched Jihoon cross the line from time to time, perhaps because of that, his momentum increased.

I thought that someday we would need to sort out the rankings.

I realized that today was the day, just a little bit earlier.

“…? What did you say?”

When I made a straight face as a warning, Jihoon looked at me and laughed.

No, it was clear that he was laughing at me now.

‘Ah… okay… that’s it…’

As I flew towards Jihoon, the physical education teacher recognized the situation and used his whole body to stop me.

“Siyoon, I was so excited!!!”

“Let go!”

Behind the teacher who was stopping me, Jihoon Park looked at me and held out his middle finger.

‘Oh? I’ll pull that finger out.’

I easily got out of the gym teacher’s body.

I easily avoided the movements of the physical education teacher who tried to catch me as I escaped, and escaped by stepping on the huge body.

The physical education teacher’s face was astonished at my movements,

I jumped towards Park Ji-hoon, using the acceleration that gained as I stepped on the floor.

Park Ji-hoon was dodging and aiming for a counter punch, but…

Is it because it’s a child’s fist, or am I really being weird?

The fist began to appear very slowly.

When Park Ji-hoon landed a knee kick to the face in the direction he was avoiding, he went flying for a while, suffering double nosebleeds.

“”……””

While I was admiring my picturesque flying knee kick, the gym teacher who had been dazed behind me seemed to come to his senses and shouted.

“Kim Si-yoon!!!”

“…?”

Looking at the gym teacher’s expression, I knew something was wrong.

I started looking for excuses to get out of the situation.

“Si-yoon, what are you doing!!!”

I spoke politely with my hands clasped together on the danjeon.

“No, I mean he blew the cue…”

‘Are you crazy, using this as an excuse…’

The gym teacher looked at me like I was crazy when I was harassing one of my friends and saying something that didn’t even sound like a word.

The physical education teacher sighed and checked the condition of Jihoon, who had fainted, and slowly lifted him up.

Thinking of an excuse again, I tried to tell the physical education teacher.

The physical education teacher was adamant.

“Be quiet and follow me!”

I silently followed the physical education teacher toward the nurse’s office.