Episode 143 < Rooftop. (2) >
‘who is this.’
I couldn’t understand.
‘Who is holding on to Kim Yul’s case!’
Kim Yul has no relatives. It’s as if he doesn’t exist. Kim Yul’s bullying began before he even made friends, so there was no one who could help him. Did I choose Kim Yul as the scapegoat for no reason?
‘Anyway, I have to question Kim Yul. He must know something. Anything.’
I quickly ran to the back of the school. Right now, Kim Yul is taking care of the cubs in the breeding farm. I knew Kim Yul’s schedule hour by hour. Sure enough, the back of Kim Yul was seen handing out chicken feed in the breeding farm.
‘okay. You should be there.’
A guy who barely fills his pride by giving food to animals that are weaker than him. That’s how I understood why Kim Yul was obsessed with the aviary. In the end, humans are beasts, and weak beasts have no choice but to serve strong beasts.
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The school is just like that kennel. A slightly larger kennel. And here I was a stronger beast than Kim Yul.
“hey! Kim Yul!”
I growled.
“What have you done!”
Kim Yul did not look back. He didn’t even react. They continued handing out feed as if they couldn’t hear my voice.
‘under. ‘Are you sure you’re ignoring me now?’
I was shocked. I walked over and grabbed Kim Yul’s shoulder harshly.
“Hey, you bastard. When someone calls, answer… … !”
The moment Kim Yul looked back, something flowed out. It was an earphone. I noticed too late that Kim Yul was wearing earphones. Classical music blared from the earphones hanging down his shoulders.
“…….”
Our eyes met.
I was shocked.
Tears were welling up in Kim Yul’s pitch black eyes.
“what… … .”
It was only for a moment, but I was speechless.
It was difficult for me to know why I was speechless. Is it because this is the first time I’ve seen Kim Yul cry? it could be. No matter how persistently he was tormented, Kim Yul never shed tears. That would have further stimulated the sadism of the ‘guests’.
But it’s not just for that reason.
‘who is this.’
It was unfamiliar.
‘who is this? ‘This guy?’
Kim Yul’s eyes were extremely unfamiliar. My gaze was distant. Eyes that look at something beyond me, not me. Kim Yul silently cried while holding his shoulder. Even those tears seemed like they would fall somewhere else, not on the ground.
“you… … .”
“It’s beautiful.”
Kim Yul opened his lips.
“what?”
“The song. This is the music I’m listening to. “It’s music composed by a deaf person.”
Ta-da-da, sweet-
Sound flowed from the earphones. A rhythm I have heard many times somewhere. But I was just suspicious of how this beggar got the MP3.
“I think about the humiliation and curse this deaf person must have suffered in his life. Wouldn’t someone have criticized him and called him a ghost? “I bet you were giggling to see that ghost.”
“What are you talking about, you… ?”
“That’s sad. The wounds are long-lasting, and no one hundreds of years ago would have endured such an humiliating life. It must have been like that a thousand years ago. “It will be so in a thousand years.”
Is this guy crazy?
“There is nothing in the world that is beautiful in itself. Beauty is visible only to those who are hurt. Only people whose lives have been ruined feel fortunate to see a life that is not yet ruined. “Tears are shed for those who endure even if they are broken.”
Kim Yul’s eyes are hanging in the air.
“If there is someone who thinks the whole world is beautiful, he or she must have been ruined by everything in the world. Only those who live in hell praise the world. I think of his humiliated life in the song of the deaf.”
“Where did you pick up such idiotic words… Hey you. “What have you done?”
I grabbed Kim Yul by the collar. Wow! Kim Yul lost his feed bag as his body shook. Yellowish seed poured out of the bag that fell on his ground.
“What have you done to my guests? “Recycling bastard!”
“…….”
Only then did Kim Yul look this way.
“I didn’t do anything. “Death King.”
“buy… … , what?”
“I’m just looking at what I threw away.”
Kim Yul cheekily grabbed my wrist. I was dumbfounded and tried to shake off Kim Yul’s grip.
It didn’t budge.
‘uh?’
And Kim Yul simply loosened his collar.
It happened in an instant.
I was embarrassed and stretched out my hand again, but to blame! Kim Yul hit my wrist. The path was twisted. My hands lost their direction and waved awkwardly in the air. In the blink of an eye, my hand went astray.
“..uh?”
I looked at Kim Yul blankly.
“What a pity.”
Kim Yul calmly picked up the feed bag.
“[Kim Yul] is angry. What Kim Yul wants is not physical violence. More precisely, he wants revenge that goes much deeper than physical violence. And [I]… “I think I want to make Kim Yul’s wish come true.”
“you you. What did you do!? “Oh, what kind of nonsense are you doing!”
“Kim Yul wants you to go through everything he went through. That’s what revenge is. He plunges his opponent into the depths of hell into which he fell. [Kim Yul] thinks so.”
Kim Yul.
no,
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“[I] also agree with that opinion.”
Someone I didn’t know was staring at me.
“Wait, Kim Yul’s killer. The day is coming to an end and there is a long way to go. It’s so far. “We’ll see each other again after that.”
Kim Yul walked leisurely while holding a bag of feed.
“hey! hey! You stand there! there……!”
At that time, my pants pocket rang. A text message arrived on my cell phone. Perhaps one of the customers saw the missed call history and responded. I quickly checked my phone while squinting in the direction Kim Yul was walking.
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Don’t ever contact me again.
If you contact them, they will kill you.
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I was dumbfounded. I was embarrassed and called the customer who sent the text. However, no matter how many times I called, there was no answer.
My body was shaking.
‘what… .’
Even the next day, the situation did not change.
‘What’s going on?’
In fact, it got worse.
“Ugh, Eunseo.”
When I got to class, one of my friends hesitantly approached me. He was a friend who appeared on [Kim Yul Play] dozens of times. He was quite popular with customers because he felt good about hitting people. Her friend herself seemed to be obsessed with her popularity and secretly enjoyed it.
“why?”
“To you, to you. “I have a note asking you to deliver it.”
My friend was very scared.
“What is it?”
“this… … . “I’m sorry.”
My friend left a note on my desk and ran away. I frowned and opened the note.
There was writing written there in bad handwriting.
[Hwang Eun-seo lives in a garbage dump. All slippers and school uniforms are recycled. There is only one piece of trash that cannot be recycled, and that is Hwang Eun-seo.]
“…….”
The reason I couldn’t react right away is because it was so absurd.
“under.”
I smiled and looked at my friend.
“what’s this… . “Are you kidding me?”
I flinch. My friend, who was standing behind the other students, cowered.
I was already stressed out all night because the customers were acting like shit, and seeing my so-called friend behaving like that made me feel angry.
“Did recycling tell you to do this? hey. hey. Look at me. Look at me. No matter how much of a friend you are, there are things you should do and things you shouldn’t do. uh? Did Kim Yul tell you to send this note?”
My friend couldn’t say anything. She still had a frightened expression on her face. I was so dumbfounded that just as I was about to turn to him, another classmate approached my desk.
“Hwang Eun-seo… … .”
“what?”
“sorry. this.”
What my classmate threw on the desk was another note. I reflexively snatched up the note and read it.
[I feel so sorry for the juniors at my school. Hwang Eun-seo, I have to call you sunbae. Have you thought about how they feel? Doesn’t your conscience prick you?]
I felt dizzy.
Taking advantage of that opportunity, three classmates left notes again. Like the previous two, these guys were also kids who had actively participated in the ‘Kim Yul game’.
[Hwang Eun-seo, you’re really dirty. How did it become dirtier than the math school?]
What.
[Shock! There is a student who hasn’t washed their school uniform!]
I don’t know why they are doing this to me.
[You smell really bad. Seriously, it sucks.]
Something happened yesterday.
It happened, but I’m the only one who doesn’t know it.
Something turned all the guests away. Not only that, they threatened my friends and forced them to put on this live show.
‘Let’s calm down.’
My heart was pounding like crazy.
‘Be calm. Let’s think calmly. Did Kim Yul do this? no. That can’t be possible. Yesterday was a little strange, but no. Who is it? ‘Who did it?’
It was then.
“Hwang Eun-seo!”
The homeroom teacher stuck his head out the front door of the classroom. The students all looked at their homeroom teacher. The homeroom teacher looked around the classroom, found me, and gestured.
“Follow me for a moment.”
“Me… ?”
“Oh, so there is one or two Hwang Eunseo in our class? It’s no big deal, so come quickly. ah! Class monitor! “Take away your kids’ cell phones and bring them.”
I hesitated and followed my homeroom teacher out of class. While leaving the class, the surroundings were strangely quiet.
It was a fight.
It was as if my classmates knew why I was being called out. It seemed like there was no question about the fact that my homeroom teacher had called me. Only the students who had been studying in the morning looked at the notes.
“Hwang Eun-seo.”
Teacher’s office.
“yes… .”
“You’re probably doing something bad. “That doesn’t happen, right?”
The homeroom teacher asked calmly. The way he said it was really no big deal. In the school office, students in school uniforms walked around to collect leftover paper from printing. The teachers were organizing the printer materials ahead of the first period.
“yes?”
“Aren’t you going around doing bad things? “Can you think of anything?”
“no… .”
My heart was racing.
“I don’t have any?”
“hmm.”
The homeroom teacher scratched his head.
“Hey, Hwang Eun-seo. Don’t go anywhere and talk about what I just said. Do you understand?”
“yes… .”
“Listen to this.”
The homeroom teacher handed over earphones. received. The earphones were connected to the homeroom teacher’s computer. Click, the homeroom teacher clicked the mouse, and some recorded voices were heard through the earphones.
-Hey, hey. Don’t hit me yet! Just kneel down!
-Eh. There were many people who contributed this time. We will draw a drawing from among the five people who requested and decide on today’s concept.
The back of my neck was cool.
-Ah, the person chosen today is Queen. Congratulations, Queen. What are you all doing? Clap, clap.
-Wow!
my voice.
And it was the voice of my friends who had just sent me a note.
-Let’s see about Queen’s request. Yah. He also gave me a budget. 100,000 won. They told us not to be hungry and told us to pay for our food. And for our popular star, we mixed Jjajangmyeon and Jjambbong together… .
Click.
The homeroom teacher stopped the recording.
“Did you hear? “Did you just hear a voice?”
“yes.”
“I received this recording in my email yesterday. The sound quality isn’t that good, but when I listen to it, it sounds like your voice or other people’s voices. That’s why I’m asking just in case. Eunseo Hwang. “Isn’t this you?”
“no.”
I tried to put on a puzzled expression.
“What is a queen instead? “What is this play?”
“Well, that’s fine. I also listened to it from beginning to end once and found it very strange. Anyway, I feel bad. The email said [I will tell this to Hwang Eun-seo, 2nd grade class 5], so I wonder if this was a prank between you or something… .”
crazy. This is it. This is how they threaten kids.
Fortunately, this homeroom teacher was an idiot. He was a person who, even after hearing the recording, suspected that it was a child’s joke. Well, since he was such an idiot, he probably didn’t even know what was going on in the ground. It was luck for me.
‘You can’t do anything with a recording file like this. It’s just a blank bullet.’
Maybe one of my friends or one of my customers copied the recording. I’m playing around with the copied files. If you had more conclusive evidence than the recording file, there would be no reason not to send it to your homeroom teacher… .
‘The problem is that the kids were scared by the blank bullets. Damn it.’
My homeroom teacher looked up at me.
“Isn’t this really a joke you guys pulled?”
“no. Uh, but can’t I tell this to other kids?”
“No, never say that. Anyway, I said no, so it’s okay. “Go back to class.”
“yes.”
I left my homeroom teacher’s seat, muttering my footsteps.
‘shit. Damn it, damn it!’
Grumble.
The moment I opened the door to the teacher’s office, I encountered someone standing across from me.
“…….”
He was the class president. The class leader was holding a blue plastic collection box in his arms. This came because the cell phone was taken from the classroom.
“ah. sorry.”
The class president spoke with the same expression as usual, a typical face, and then stood slightly out of the way. Normally I would have said thank you, but I didn’t have the time to do so now. I just made eye contact and went out into the hallway.
‘I don’t know which bastard stole it, but I’ll definitely get it done within today! What a dog. Looking down on people. This is beyond the level of a joke. ‘How could you do something like this to a classmate!’
Grumble.
The sound of the door closing behind me rang quietly.
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