May 7, 2014

  It has already been three days since Kim Dae-hyun was hit and lied down. Kim Dae-hyun cried for being hit and did not even came to school for the past three days. This allowed Baek Hyung-jin to stretch his feet and sit at his desk to continue his school life. In fact, Kim Dae-hyun has been hiding behind the back of his father, and Kim Dae-hyun's father, Kim Seong-cheol, was the chairman of the school's board. Thanks to this, he was even abusing his power to his teacher with school violence that no one had ever dared, but Jang Cheol-jin, who hit him, also had a powerful father called Jang Cheol-dae, a military prosecutor.

  "Don't think about escaping enlistment in the military when you grow up," Cheol-jin said after putting out Kim Dae-hyun. The prosecutor was certainly great. If caught wrong, not only the school but also the father, the chairman of the board, could be sued, so Ki Sung-cheol urged Kim Dae-hyun to stay home. Thanks to this, Baek Hyung-jin was never hit at least now.

  "Do you feel better? If I'm gone, who will protect you?" Baek suddenly turned around when he heard someone talk behind his back. It was Jang Cheol-jin. "You, dude, if you don't want to get hit, do your own exercise. If you're hit in an alleyway after living like that, I can't even come running and help you."

  At Chul-jin's words, Baek Hyung-jin looked around. When Cheol-jin came to the 1st class, people around him glanced at him. Hyung-jin covered his face in shame. "Thanks for what happened then, Cheol-jin. But... You can stop protecting me. I'm okay with that." Cheol-jin laughed and slapped Hyung-jin on the shoulder. "Hey, don't worry. I won't eat you. I'm not going to be friends with you. Just be careful. People look away about this kind of injustice in the rural areas, so there are a lot of bullying going on."

  Cheol-jin opened the classroom door with a big smile. The students in the classroom muttered as if they had a crush on him. "Wow, he's so powerful! He should be in my class..." Hyung-jin smacked his head on the desk with a shameful face.

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  Gamamusa cut the kimchi with a knife and put it in a large basin. His fast cooking speed was quite impressive. "Oh, that's pretty good. Where did you come from? It usually takes two hours to fill a basin like this. It takes you less than 40 minutes, right?"

  Gamamusa laughed and handed over the basin to Hyungjin next to him. Hyungjin, who came to work as a cooking assistant, was secretly nervous about Gamamusa, who appeared to be Park Sung-jae. He had to put the kimchi in the basin quickly to match the speed of Gamamusa, and he was under pressure because his seniors were annoyed at him that he was slower than Gamamusa. Looking at Gamamusa reminded him of his school days.

  "What if you slow down a little bit? You're just going to have to go back and rest, right?" After finishing his work, Gamamusa turned to Hyungjin and smiled, saying, "Is it too much? Can I help you?" and gave a good acting. Hyungjin waved his hand.

  "… Go take a rest. I'll take care of my own business." Gamamusa lifted up the kimchi container. "What's the point of slowing down like that? Hurry up and take a rest together. Hurry up and put it in the container." Hyungjin stared at Gamamusa and sighed. He focused on his work while watching Gamamusa go toward the refrigerator. "Phew... why can't he give me a break." Gamamusa lifted the container that says 'October' and quickly took the white powder out of his pocket and sprayed it inside. The powder slowly dissolved into the kimchi and disappeared. "Now, August... It's time to escape..."

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  When school ended, Hyungjin left school without a friend. When he saw Cheoljin on the way out of school, he tried to greet him warmly, but Cheoljin quickly met other friends and left. Hyungjin put his hands down and stared at Cheoljin.

  "Whatever, friend. I don't need you to take care of my own problems." As Hyungjin stick out his tongue, as Cheoljin turned around. Hyungjin put he's tongue inside again. Fortunately, Cheoljin waved his hand without noticing him putting out he's tongue.

  Hyungjin tried to shake his hand but Cheoljin turned around again. Hyungjin put his hands down in a awkward manner and trudged home by himself. Going home safely by himself, Hyungjin felt more lonely that day. "Whatever... he just makes me feel weird..." Hyungjin went around the corner of an alley in front of his house. Then, a fist flew in front of his eyes and pressed his nose. Hyungjin was surprised and fell back, causing his nose to bleed. "Who..." Then, he saw Kim Dae-hyun in front of him. He looked angrier than usual. "Hey, you've been itching to taste my fist, haven't you?" I'll get it served right away.