19. Conquest of Daesan (3)
Daesan Jeil High School.
Also known as Jeil High School.
There, in the teacher’s office, a shout that shattered the silence rang out.
“Seong Dae-hyun. “Did you really steal kids’ money?”
“… … .”
“Hey, you bastard. Do you think the situation will be solved if you keep your mouth shut? There are more than one person who has seen you rummaging through children’s bags. Answer me. “You’re not answering?!”
Homeroom teacher of 2nd grade and 3rd class.
The middle-aged man distorted his expression.
After hearing about the theft during lunch, he summoned Seong Dae-hyeon, who was believed to be the culprit.
Although the facts were already confirmed by eyewitnesses, Seong Dae-hyun remained silent until the end no matter how much he questioned him.
“Yes, that’s how it comes out. Call your parents right now… … .”
“I’m sorry, teacher! “I won’t do that again.”
“never? So you’re saying you did it?”
“… … sorry.”
“ha.”
The homeroom teacher grabbed her forehead.
I was very annoyed.
I hoped it wasn’t Seong Dae-hyun, but when he admitted the truth, I felt betrayed.
“Why are you really doing that? The first grade teachers told me that you were a really good kid, so I didn’t want to believe you, but what on earth were you thinking when you stole that much money? It’s 500,000 won, a whopping 500,000 won! Did you think you could steal that money and not get caught? First, give me the money. “If I return it to its original owner, I will think about how to punish you later.”
“… … .”
“Why aren’t you saying anything again? “Aren’t you going to answer?”
“… … “I lost my money.”
“what?”
Just answered.
I broke down my homeroom teacher’s patience.
No matter what Seong Dae-hyeon’s reputation was or not, no one would believe what he said in this situation.
“So, you stole 500,000 won and hid it until now, but when the theft was discovered, you lost 500,000 won? Are you telling me to believe that? “You really can’t do it.”
Sigh.
I grabbed my ears.
He took Seong Dae-hyeon, who was in pain, to a corner of the teacher’s room, threw him out, and picked up a stick right next to him. Seong Dae-hyeon’s complexion turned pale as he looked at the old, long club called Excalibur among the students.
The homeroom teacher said.
“Lie down. “You need to get beaten up.”
* * *
A remote alley.
A group of students, a mix of men and women, stood up and started giggling.
“Hey, why are you stealing? Didn’t you learn it from your parents? That’s a bad thing? If I hadn’t seen you take the money out of the bag correctly, the other kids would have framed you. Next time, just beg, beg. “I don’t have any money, so please help me out, kekekeke.”
“It’s because of kids like you that Jeil High School is called a bastard school. “He’s like a petty thief who steals his friend’s money.”
I shaved my head.
The moment they made eye contact, they burst out laughing as if they had made a promise.
“Khahaha.”
“That’s ridiculous, really.”
Why they smile.
Seong Dae-hyeon knew very well.
Because they are the culprits.
In particular, their leader, Ahn Hong-jin, openly waved a bundle of bills estimated at 500,000 won in front of his eyes.
“But does your butt hurt a lot? He said his homeroom teacher turned around and begged him to hit him. Take off your pants. “Let me see your ass.”
Moment.
Seong Dae-hyun’s eyes, pinned to the floor, were red and bloodshot.
He made him confess to a theft he didn’t commit, and then told him to take off his pants in front of the girls. The girls’ eyes look at you with interest. It was truly shameful. If she had courage, she would have punched Ahn Hong-jin in the face. No, she would have run away from here.
But I couldn’t.
Last year.
Four years to be exact.
Seong Dae-hyeon, who went to a middle school in Daesan, suffered from bullying every single day from the day he first met Ahn Hong-jin. Getting beaten up for being quiet at school was a daily occurrence, and running errands for the cafeteria or doing homework was all Seong Dae-hyun’s responsibility. It was truly a hellish day. Seong Dae-hyeon, who fought hard to survive somehow, felt an indescribable sense of liberation the day he received his middle school diploma.
It’s finally over.
I believed that if I escaped Ahn Hong-jin and went to a new high school, I could now live a new life.
however.
First day of admission.
Exactly the same school, and in the same class.
Seong Dae-hyun still couldn’t forget the sight of Ahn Hong-jin smiling happily when he saw him.
“Oh, Seong Dae-hyun. “Are you meeting me here?”
Reality was a gutter.
My hopes were dashed, and the bullying continued in high school.
Friends who didn’t know Sung Dae-hyun also confirmed through ‘Ahn Hong-jin’ that Sung Dae-hyun was a weakling, and he fell to the bottom before even building new relationships. Everyone looked at Seong Dae-hyeon with ease. Even though everyone knew that Seong Dae-hyun was not a thief, no one came forward for him.
I gritted my teeth.
My body was shaking.
And when I looked up.
“… … Can you please take a look at my pants? “I’ll do really well.”
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Seong Dae-hyun smiled.
The corners of his mouth were trembling and his eyes were bloodshot, but he could never do anything to upset An Hong-jin.
Ahn Hong-jin’s expression hardened.
“young. Do you think it’s worth buying? “I know how to refuse orders.”
Sigh.
I grabbed my chin.
Before he could make any excuses, he took a picture of Seong Dae-hyun’s face and punched him in the face.
“I told you.”
Wow!
“My orders are absolute.”
Wow!
“Daehyun seems to have a good life these days. Can you make me remember the old days again? When I was in middle school, didn’t he take off all his clothes on a rainy day and kneel down and beg me? “Before I give a shit again.”
Sigh-!
“Do it right, Daehyun.”
Okay.
I took a step back.
Seeing those eyes that said he was watching, Seong Dae-hyun held his swollen cheek and held back his tears.
An Hong-jin hated crying.
I learned that if I cry, I get hit more.
“… … okay.”
From then on, I couldn’t remember exactly.
It felt like the world had stopped, and the cold wind brushed against my legs.
The reactions of the men laughing and the women screaming and laughing made me stop thinking completely.
* * *
Squeak.
came back home
The first floor was a snack bar, and people lived on the second floor via an internal staircase.
Seeing Seong Dae-hyeon opening the door and entering, his mother, who was making tteokbokki, said with her eyes fixed on the tteokbokki.
“son. rice is? “Would you like me to bring you some food?”
“it’s okay.”
“What happened? I mean the boy. You have to eat a lot all the time to gain weight and grow taller. Come and sit down quickly… … . ”
“Ah, that’s it! “Mom, why are you giving me a hard time by doing things like snack food?”
I screamed loudly.
He heard his mother say something, but Seong Dae-hyeon walked to the room on the second floor without even looking back.
Kwaang-!
The door was closed.
I locked the door to prevent my mother from entering the room, and sure enough, I heard her come up and turn the doorknob.
Bang bang.
“Daehyun, what kind of speaking habit is that?”
Bang bang.
“What happened at school? Talk to your mom. Daehyun, Daehyun!”
I closed my ears.
It was a miserable feeling.
I knew it myself.
That you shouldn’t talk to your mom like this.
When I was young, my father had an affair and left home, and my mother raised me alone while running a snack bar. She was a really nice person. She did whatever Seong Dae-hyeon wanted so that he wouldn’t feel inadequate because he didn’t have a father. As proof, Seong Dae-hyun’s room was equipped with a state-of-the-art computer.
I cried.
I don’t want to hold a grudge, but on days as despairing as today, the spark just flies somewhere else.
‘… … ‘If I’d known it would turn out like this, I never would have told my mom that she was running a snack bar.’
In my first year of middle school.
Seong Dae-hyeon brought his friends to a snack bar.
When I was in elementary school, that was a great power, and I was really proud of my mom giving me snacks. She was very popular back then. She was treated kindly by her friends who tried to get more of her tteokbokki, but when she entered middle school and met Ahn Hong-jin, her situation completely changed.
The fact that he is the son of a snack bar owner.
It has become a condition with a lot to take away.
Seong Dae-hyeon brought snacks for Ahn Hong-jin every day, and on days when his mother was away, he casually came to the house and cleaned out the kitchen. When her mother comes back from running her errands and gets angry and asks why her house is like this. As Seong Dae-hyun, unable to tell the truth, he had to clean it all up before then or deal with his mother’s wrath.
how.
How did this happen?
Obviously, I haven’t done anything wrong, so why do I have to live a life like this?
‘Should I just die?’
Honestly, I wasn’t confident.
As soon as I imagined dying, cold sweat formed on my forehead.
Whether it’s slitting your wrist or falling off the roof.
It felt like it would hurt so much.
‘Why am I dying? I didn’t do anything wrong. Rather than die, should I stab An Hong-jin with a knife?’
That too.
I had no courage.
Seong Dae-hyun is so kind that he has never been in a fight, so how could he stab someone with a knife?
If only there was courage and venom enough to kill, to stab others.
If I could have done something, I wouldn’t have just tolerated it until now.
“… … “f*ck, it really looks like shit.”
I cupped my face.
There was nothing he could do about the endlessly flowing tears.
It was then.
Tiring.
I heard a cell phone sound.
When I checked my phone screen with swollen eyes, I saw a familiar message.
[From Daesan, a new post has been uploaded to this page.]
Why?
Seong Dae-hyeon reached for his cell phone without realizing it, as if he was possessed by something.
* * *
It was an absurd story.
“… … “You’ll take revenge on my behalf?”
Like comment reactions.
It didn’t make sense.
What kind of crazy bastard would take revenge on school violence?
I didn’t know that it was a delusion of a fool, or maybe it was just a group of bastards playing a prank.
Even though I know that fact.
‘Is this really true?’
Seong Dae-hyun could hardly take his eyes off her.
Really what if.
If this is true.
As Seong Dae-hyeon, there was no reason to hesitate.
He had been cursing An Hong-jin for over four years, and whenever he went to bed, he turned An Hong-jin into a blood clot in his dreams. It means that I will do that work for you. Even if you’re a coward who doesn’t have the courage to commit suicide or fight back, you can still hope that someone will take revenge on you.
Normally I would have turned off my interest.
Out of fear of what might happen rather than a glimmer of hope, he would never have taken on something that could have been more dangerous.
I already had that experience.
Ahn Hong-jin’s bullying was so severe that I complained to my close friend at the time that I was having a hard time. She said it would be better to talk to the teacher and resolve it. Unfortunately, the secret story that he could tell because he was her true friend fell through Ahn Hong-jin’s ears. From what she heard later, she said that Seong Dae-hyeon’s friend was also a bully, so she was beaten by Ahn Hong-jin and then revealed her secret to save herself.
It was a miserable experience.
Because I spoke the truth.
Because the truth was revealed.
I was beaten like a dog.
The events of that time came back to me like a trauma, but today the emotions of the moment outweigh the pain of the past.
Become a thief.
Take off your pants.
He became unfilial.
There was nothing worse than this.
Without even realizing it, Seong Dae-hyun began writing a long email.
[I am a student attending Daesan Jeil High School. It was four years ago, when I first met Ahn Hong-jin… … .]
Write, erase.
I wrote, erased, and repeated.
The email I started writing in the evening was finally put to rest after it filled more than 30 pages of A4 paper.
And that article.
Take off.
Sent by email.
When I took my hand off the mouse, I saw my hand shaking.
That was the maximum courage Seong Dae-hyun could muster.
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