Chung-hoon looked around the room. Not long after he moved in, he felt awkward. It felt like he was in a strange place, even though he was looking at his room.
Chung-hoon, who was looking around the room, stared at the new school uniform on the hanger for a long time.
There is a name tag on the right side of the school uniform jacket. A name tag with Chung-hoon's name in black thread.
Lee Chung-hoon.
A long time ago, someone who can't remember his face praised Chung-hoon's name, saying it was pretty.
Chung-hoon didn't use this name at first. Sometimes his name feels awkward, like his current room or that school uniform.
Chung-hoon stopped looking at his school uniform and got up from his seat. He packed his bag. He will start at a new school tomorrow. He feels sick when he thinks about it.
Chung-hoon stood by the window to clean up the mess. The city's nighttime lights could be seen through the clean window. Originally, the dark night and orange-like lights are densely embroidered.
Chung-hoon was watching the night view through the window and sighed without realizing it. I was afraid of what tomorrow would bring.
*
Seonghang High School 1st grade class 5.
Chung-hoon transferred at a very ambiguous time, more than a month after the second semester began. He was assigned the seat farthest to the right and at the back of the classroom. That was the only empty seat.
Choi Young-min.
It is the name of a boy sitting next to Chung-hoon. Young-min, who had been sitting alone until Chung-hoon appeared, was tall and well-built.
Just as Chung-hoon was about to sit down, Young-min took off the bag he had put on his desk.
"Oh, thank you."
Chung-hoon spoke up. Young-min looked at Chung-hoon with a blank expression and didn't say anything.
He had thick eyebrows, sharp eyes, and deep, black pupils. The nose stretched straight from the brow, and the lips had clear edges.
It seemed cold, but it was stunning. A look Chung-hoon wouldn't soon forget.
"Get along well from now on, and Young-min, follow me for a moment after the class discussion."
After confirming that Chung-hoon sat down, the homeroom teacher said to Young-min. Young-min looked at Chung-hoon again and said yes to the teacher. He sounded tired when he spoke.
After the class discussion was over, Chung-hoon took out a textbook and writing instrument to prepare for class and put them on the desk. The children talked to each other and looked at the stranger, Chung-hoon.
Chung-hoon lowered his head and looked away. At the same time, a very tall boy showed up.
"Where is Young Min?"
When the boy asked him, Chung-hoon didn't answer for a long time. Because he didn't know what to say.
"Anyway, hey, are you a transfer student?"
"Oh, yes."
"Did you come to school for the first time today?"
"Yes."
The boy who visited Young-min suddenly sat down in Young-min's seat and asked Chung-hoon a lot of questions. While he asked Chung-hoon where he lived, and so on, Chung-hoon looked at his name tag. His name was Yong-cheol.
"Our school isn't very well-respected. Why did you transfer? Because you moved?"
"That's...."
Chung-hoon couldn't speak properly because he didn't know what to say.
"Hey, why are you sitting my seat? Get out of here."
Just as the situation was about to become uncomfortable because Chung-hoon was unsure how to respond, Young-min, who had just returned, pushed Yong-cheol with his feet, saying.
"Where does the crazy guy bring his foot?"
Yong-cheol, who had been kicked out, brushed his hand near the shoulder where Young-min's foot had touched and asked.
"Whatever, get out of here."
"No, YOU get out of here. I'm talking to a new student."
Young-min looked at Yong-cheol with a very annoyed look on his face.
"Hey, you know that? Chung-hoon lives in a really nice place. There's an apartment next to the park. It was completed recently."
Yong-cheol put his hand on Chung-hoon's desk and said to Young-min.
"So what, stick to him and flatter him?"
"It's better to have a rich friend."
Young-min saw Chung-hoon again. Chung-hoon didn't look at him on purpose and looked at the floor instead. Then, Young-min looked a little upset.
"Hey, Chung-hoon, don't be too scared. Young-min looks like a gangster, but he's not a bad guy."
Yong-cheol held Young-min's shoulder and spoke to Chung-hoon.
"You look like a gangster, too."
When Young-min pointed this out angrily, Yong-cheol just shrugged and talked to Chung-hoon.
"Young-min and I are part of the B-boy crew at our school, and we practice every day in the park next to your house."
While Yong-cheol was talking to Chung-hoon, Young-min suddenly came in and interrupted him.
"Don't lie. It's just me and Woo-jun. You don't practice much. Anyway, Woo-jun said he will kill you when he sees you. because you don't come to practice."
"Gosh, did he really say that?"
Yong-cheol, whose face turned blue, asked Young-min. This time, Young-min just gave Yong-cheol a shrug.
"Oh, well, it's okay. Everyone knows Woo-jun is soft-hearted, even if he says otherwise. Anyway, let's get along well from now on, huh? A transfer student."
When the bell rang to start the first class period, Yong-cheol said to Chung-hun. Chung-hun smiled awkwardly at him.