Childhood Friend Who Sees the Future Utters Nonsense

43 – The start of a noisy day

A wake-up call from somewhere awakens my faint mind. Maybe because of the many things that happened yesterday, I don’t think that the tightly closed eyelids will go up easily today.

Ah, I just want to skip school today.

“Ummm….”

As I tossed and turned with my eyes closed, I felt something soft come and hold me in my arms.

Is this a futon? For that reason, the texture is a bit peculiar. It doesn’t feel like artificial fabric, but it’s soft like human skin. Something warm.

Anyway, the hugging feeling was so good that I gently rubbed my face.

“Ugh….”

“…… ?”

But at that moment, it seemed as if I heard something I shouldn’t have heard.

Wasn’t that a woman’s voice just now? Wait, come to think of it, yesterday I was definitely in the same room as Yuna Han….

“… Ah.”

When she opened her eyes in a hopeless heart, as expected, Hanyuna was in front of her eyes.

I wondered if I had to go up to the bed because I was uncomfortable sleeping, but we are on the floor. In other words, it means Han Yuna invaded my futon. I don’t know when.

Anyway, is he crazy? Where do you think men are afraid and crawl into the futon carelessly? No matter how childhood friends you are, there is a line you need to follow. It makes people’s heads hurt in the morning.

“Umm…. See you.”

“f*ck.”

I was so stupid that I didn’t even think about kicking out Hanyu, I just stared blankly at her and burst into laughter when I saw her chewing on her hair.

Does he do comedy even in his dreams? He’s the guy who makes me smile when I watch him.

“… You have some time left.”

Just in case, I checked the time on my phone and it seems that there will be no problem if I sleep for about 10 more minutes. Normally, I would have woken him up with a punch, but this time I decided to take into account the fact that I was mentally concentrated.

But if my mother comes into the room, she might see this and think it’s strange, so I’ll have to get out of bed.

Just as I thought, the door opened without a message. The one who appeared beyond that was, of course, my mother.

“Guys, get up soon…. Oh?”

“… ….”

I am very grateful that he came to check on me just in time for the wake-up call to make sure my son and daughter-in-law were late, but today I feel very ironic about that kindness.

The timing is really staggering. It makes me want to jump off the roof in the morning.

***

The morning that passed like that was truly a struggle.

I thought my mother had some serious misunderstandings since yesterday, but she seems to have come to a conclusion after witnessing the scene this morning. Throughout the meal, she asked about my relationship with Yuna Han, and I couldn’t tell if the rice was going into her nose or her mouth.

And Hanyu, the culprit and perpetrator of the situation, kept her mouth shut throughout her meal, and finally arrived with her heavy steps, having a chat with the classmates in the seat next to her classroom. There is. A lost conscience.

Still, I thought it was better than yesterday’s dying expression, so I turned my attention away and turned my head out the window, but Choi Min-seong, who was chatting with someone from behind, approached me.

“Hey, you said you weren’t going to participate in the festival again?”

“Oh, I guess so.”

I wondered if he would make an offer to join an e-sports team again, but the answer that came back was somewhat surprising.

“Didn’t you play the guitar until the beginning of your sophomore year? Go out and play a song, why?”

“It would be fortunate if there was no mold growing by now. Above all, it’s not something I can brag about.”

When I was young, I saw musicians playing guitar on TV and felt it was cool, so I learned it pretty early, so it’s true that I was holding on to it for a long time, but it’s been well over a year since I haven’t held it in my hands.

Some of them have been busy with editing work in earnest since the second year, and for one reason or another, they slowly drifted away from each other. Lately, I’ve completely forgotten that I’ve never even thought of playing the guitar.

“Really? I think I hit it a bit.”

“What about hitting a little bit. I’m glad I don’t get hit by guys who play the guitar.”

In the first place, I never learned properly, and all I did was self-study when I thought of it alone in the corner of the house or by touching it, so my skills aren’t great. Choi Min-seong is a poor musician, so it might have felt great to see him play even one suitable song.

“Still, it’s the last celebration of high school, so why don’t you grab something to leave behind after a long time?”

“Dude, do you have something to make?”

Although the high school festival stage looks like anyone can participate on the surface, it is a solo stage for those who are allowed to do it.

Even if their faces aren’t sold, it means that it’s a stage where kids who are known for their names, such as ‘Someone sings some songs?’ Or ‘Someone says some dances?’

If I went up there with an acoustic guitar and sang with a decent skill, it would only ruin the atmosphere. It is not for nothing that the old wise men said that people should be good at giggling.

Or will I make a cheering squad and respond?”

“You really are a crazy bastard.”

My head hurts as I remembered the scene where the girls were cheering for a handsome senior in the 2nd year holding a cheering placard on the stage of the festival in the year of production.

Wow, if I thought I was going to do that, I would really want to break the guitar on the spot. It’s a hundred times better to be gabbunssa.

“What is it, what is it?”

In the midst of quarreling with Choi Min-seong over an unexpected topic, Kim Soo-bin, who wondered why she didn’t appear, belatedly intervened and tilted her head. I wonder if this guy has supernatural powers, appearing whenever someone wants to talk about something interesting.

“Park Si-yoon said he would tear up the last festival stage before graduation, so he’s making plans.”

“Oh, really? Siyoon, are you going out too?”

“Are you crazy, that bastard Choi Min-seong is talking bullsh*t?”

Choi Min-seong, who speaks bullsh*t, is also Choi Min-seong, and Kim Soo-bin, who believes in this straight away, is also amazing. Doesn’t anyone doubt it at least once when a person who has no ties to a festival stage says he’s going out?

“Huh? Aren’t you going out? I think it’ll be fine. Let’s go out….”

“No, why is everyone so upset that they can’t send me to the festival stage? I’m going to watch from the bleachers.”

As if there was no one on my side in the world, I broke into a cold sweat at the sight of Choi Min-seong and Kim Soo-bin pushing me on the back. Maybe they want to see me go out and be humiliated.

“But Yuna seemed to be looking forward to it as well. You said that a few times when you were with me.”

“… Han Yuna?”

As I was about to raise my doubts, Han Yuna’s name popped up out of nowhere, and I blinked my eyes involuntarily.

Han Yuna did that? Didn’t say anything to me

“It happened often. When it was decided to move up the festival schedule from this year, she even muttered, ‘Isn’t Park Si-yoon going?'”

“I can’t believe it.”

“Really? Would you like to call me in person?”

No, I never asked you to prove that.

She tried to hold out her hand to dissuade Kim Soo-bin, but before that, she had already run to me and had a conversation with her guy. Judging by the way they smile at each other, it seems like they are talking about something good…. Oh, it comes.

“Park Si-yoon! Is what Subin said is true? Are you going to the festival?”

“Uh, uh… ?”

I was really curious about what Kim Soo-bin was talking about that made me jump to the festival stage already, but I couldn’t bear to ask because her hair was broken.

In the meantime, Kim Soo-bin’s flirtatiousness, showing off her V at my blind spot, is really disrespectful.

“What, was that a lie? Subin said you went out on the festival stage….”

“… ….”

On the other hand, Han Yu-na pouting her lips with an expression that she thought it was a hidden camera in surprise at my awkward reaction.

Oh, that’s crazy. I never said I was going out, so why do I have to get this kind of stare at me for being a man who says two things with one mouth. Kim Soo-bin, that’s for sure.

Anyway, looking at Han Yuna’s reaction, I think I can be sure that what Kim Soo-bin said earlier is the truth. I don’t know why the hell I expected to go on the festival stage, but I think it’s wrong to say no at this point.

“Ah, no, I decided to leave. I thought I’d pick up a guitar after a while.”

“Really!? Wow, have you been watching Siyoon Park play the guitar for the first time in a while? It’s gonna be fun!”

In the end, when she showed her will to participate in the festival stage as if she were being pushed back, Han Yuna’s expression brightened beyond anything else. I was stunned by the unexpectedly violent reaction.

“Look at that, Yuna. Is it true?”

“Yes, I honestly didn’t believe it. But what’s up with him? He really hates appearing in front of others.”

“Yeah, since it was the last festival, I guess I wanted to leave some memories.”

Kim Soo-bin, who was talking about her while taking Han Yuna back to her original seat, looked at her and winked at her. It’s a reaction as if I knew it would come out like that.

Okay, if you bring a guitar on the day of the festival, let’s break that earthen pot first. Then, wouldn’t it be fine if I said that I couldn’t go on stage because my guitar was broken?

“Bastard, after all, Han Yuna said she wanted to see her, so you left?”

“Hanyu is not leaving because she wants to go out, she is leaving because she doesn’t want to be a grumpy bastard, you crazy bastard.”

As soon as the two women disappeared, Choi Min-sung shouted bullsh*t again this time with a sly look, but he responded by lightly raising his middle finger.

Whoa, f*ck. I should at least tell my teacher that I’m going to a festival. It’s until next week anyway, so you should have plenty of time.

“Anyways, do your best. On the day, they cheered me on saying, ‘Siyoon oppa, you’re so cool.'”

“If you do, you really know how to search.”

I am more concerned about what kind of sudden action Choi Min-seong will commit than practicing for the festival stage. Even now, wouldn’t it be better to tell Hanyuna that it was just a lie and pick up her words?

“Anyway, aren’t you going to your seat? The teacher will come soon.”

As I gazed at the clock, which was approaching the time for the ordinance, I ordered Choi Min-seong to celebrate, and the guy looked down at himself and exclaimed.

“Ah, I have something to ask you. Actually, this was a real business, but you forgot?”

“What is it? What.”

The expression of the guy looking at me suddenly became a little serious, and I frowned without realizing it. Is it an important story?

“It may not be a big deal, but yesterday outside the school gate a guy called me and asked if I was in the third grade? I said yes, and he asked me if I knew the name of a boy Hanyu or I often hang out with.”

“What? Could it be me?”

“Probably so. I didn’t think much of it at first, but when I went home and looked back on it, it was a bit strange.”

It sure is strange. In the past, when Han Yu-na became famous for her face after entering school, there were some people from the school next to her who came to see her, but that’s a completely different story.

In the first place, it is a little suspicious that you are asking about the person you frequent with Han Yuna. Why are you curious about that?

“Do you remember what it looked like?”

“His face was blurry because he was wearing a hat, but he was a bit thin. He looked like he was in his mid-to-late 20s. Oh, and….”

“And?”

I wanted to think of something else, so I opened my eyes wide and waited for Choi Min-sung’s lips to separate. The answer that came immediately was somewhat unexpected.

“It smelled nice. It didn’t feel like perfume.”

“Smell?”

It’s not perfume, but it smells good. It’s a bit comprehensive, but can I use it as a clue?

Anyway, what is certain is that it is not a story that can be easily overlooked. Of course, since it happened just yesterday when Han Yu-na said such a thing, she had no choice but to pay more attention to it.

In many ways, it is the beginning of a painful day.