[T/N] I apologize for grammar mistakes and incoherencies
Chapter 14 <11> #1.
Sangwoo was mentally waiting for Jang Jaeyoung for the third appointment with a gun in his pocket. He never thought there would be a day when he wanted to see the startled face of Jang Jaeyoung again. Now Sangwoo wants to see the surprised expression on Jang Jaeyoung’s face soon. He sat waiting in the fourth row, the second seat from the right. Although he had opened a book, he was just pretending as it has been useless lately.
Jaeyoung is an assistant professor, but even though the professor has arrived, he has yet to come. Sangwoo turned to look at the back door, but he didn’t find the owner of the red duck-down jacket among the panting students rushing in.
“Where are you looking? I’m here.”
Sangwoo was taken aback. The man sitting in front of him kept his hands in his pocket and spoke with Jaeyoung’s voice, but what surprised him more was that the opposite side was wearing a dark green coat and didn’t wear glasses.
Sangwoo felt a great confusion as the man sat down on the reserved seat, the most perfect seat in the classroom. Just the fact that the other side didn’t wear the red duck-down jacket made him feel like the information system[1] had collapsed. But no matter what clothes he wore, he was definitely Jang Jaeyoung. That’s why Sangwoo picked up the first appointment bullet that he had prepared, which was a partition made of rice straw paper, and placed it on his right hand. Then he heard a mocking laugh coming from the other side of the scene.
“As we know, starting from next Thursday, we will begin presenting short dramas together. Therefore, I want us to start preparing from this class onwards, okay?”
He already knew because it was written in the lesson plan. Group work, pairing up to perform a three-minute Chinese language drama, is an important activity for this subject, accounting for 20% of the total score. The teacher distributed a sheet to the students in the front row to pass on. “The assistant should be the one distributing, right?”. Then they opened the projector to display the list of pairs.
“This is the list of pairs and presentation order. The first few presentations may feel unfair, but the teacher will consider scores based on various factors.”
Sangwoo glanced around and found his own name, but the problem was the name next to it.
[Chu Sangwoo “Computer Engineering”. Jang Jaeyoung “Visual Arts
Design”.]
Presented on 14th March “Thu.”.
[...]
Among thirty students, he had to be paired with him. Moreover, the presentation day happened to be next Thursday, so he immediately raised his hand, and the teacher turned to look.
“Do you have a question, student?”
“If I don’t like my team partner and can’t work together, can I change partners?”
The professor frowned and replied.
“No, in this subject, there are students who can perform well and those who can’t. Overcoming this issue is called teamwork. I don’t want such questions to arise, so the assistant randomly selected the pairing. Don’t worry about equality. Besides changing groups, changing the presentation day is also possible. Does anyone have any other questions?”
‘It’s because that person is the one who randomly selected this, resulting in inequality. Teacher...’
The teacher cut him off abruptly. Sangwoo dared not say anything more; he was assigned to the ‘Embedded System’ subject by the professor. He couldn’t let it spread to this subject, so he closed his mouth hesitantly. At that moment, the partition curtain behind them rumbled and fell to the ground, revealing Jaeyoung sitting cross-legged with a strange smile.
“Trust me, I can handle [1] it myself.”
‘Shut up!’
Sangwoo stuffed the useless partition curtain into his backpack.
After a while, some supporting documents for the lesson were passed on. Sangwoo quickly protected it with his life before Jaeyoung could snatch it away. Then he wrote his name and student ID in the top left corner of the paper.
“The document that the teacher just handed out contains both sentences that have been learned in the course ‘Basic Chinese Language’ and more complex sentences. Students can prepare dialogues for short dramas based on the provided 100 examples. So, they can start looking for their partners and consult with each other.”
Sangwoo carefully read the content in the sheet, about 30%, as they were sentences he had memorized before, so he could understand their meaning.
In his first year, Sangwoo, A., attended all classes and scored full marks in the exams for the course ‘Basic Chinese Language.’ However, he lost a significant amount of points in the oral exam and drama performance. Therefore, this time he had to perform exceptionally well in the drama to get an A+.
He didn’t have many subjects, so he had plenty of time to practice. But his problem was the friends in his group who seemed to always hinder him in every way. Nevertheless, Sangwoo thought that the worst thing he had to do was to perform alone with two characters, so he wasn’t too worried. Besides, the teaching plan stated that scores would be given individually.
He opened his notebook and wrote down some ideas. He planned to perform alone, but Jaeyoung still pulled a table, aligning it next to Sangwoo’s table. Sangwoo raised his eyebrows without looking at the other side.
“In this part, there are several questions and answers related to the location, where we create a direction scenario for Chinese exchange students at Hankuk
University. I will be Korean, and the senior will be Chinese.”
Even though Sangwoo didn’t expect a positive reaction, Jaeyoung kept complaining and waiting.
“It’s so boring. It would be terrible if I had to work on a game project with him. Almost there.”
“...”
In the past, he often criticized Sangwoo’s creative ideas as ‘vegetable-like humans’ as not very interesting, thinking that he lacked imagination sometimes. When he composed a three-line poem, it received a score of 0 for novelty.
“So, come up with an idea!”
Sangwoo threw his pencil onto the notebook. Jaeyoung leaned back confidently in his chair as if it were his routine. When he raised his hand and hugged his chest, it felt like he had some kind of idea. Jaeyoung swept his eyes across the paper with Chinese sentences and then lifted his head.
“Let’s do a story about a fraudster during the Chosun Dynasty who tricks people out of money through telephone scams.”
“What is it?”
“First, you sell goods at the market. ‘How much is this?’ ‘One hundred thousand won for two grapes.’ ‘Too expensive!’ ‘Stop! Using violence is against the law! Please leave through that door.’ Use sentences related to buying and selling extensively. And then...”
Sangwoo, who was prepared to mock and ridicule the storyline, got into the story.
“And use this sentence ‘Today’s income is 0 won. Begging’ ‘I’m so poor’ ... Then use this sentence, ‘I’ve sold all my belongings’ ‘Used the remaining money to buy a phone’ ‘Now I have 0 won left. Begging.’ Oh, this is a good one ‘I am a professional soup maker.’”
Sangwoo examined the sentence mentioned by the other party in the sheet and started organizing the plot in his notebook.
“Then he picked up the phone and dialed ‘Hello?’ ‘I’m currently with your son’ and he said, ‘He can come home, bring a billion dollars for me’ And then on the other end of the line, it would say, ‘I’m single, you’re a troublemaker.’”
“And what happened next?”
“I don’t know, I think it’s still ongoing.”
Sangwoo pondered, but couldn’t figure out how to handle the situation if the scammer from the Qing Dynasty era who failed to trick him out of money through the telephone would react, he had to do his best...
“If there’s no food, they just starve to death?”
“...Hmm, like being a lord, there are some good phrases here, ‘I’m hungry,’ ‘Can I have some food?’ even though it doesn’t have anything to do with dying, it could work. And then he would pass down the telephone as an inheritance to his younger brother.”
Sangwoo organized the content and read it once, finding some strange elements, but there were both easy and difficult sentences. At that moment, he was curious.
“Why does it have to be the Qing Dynasty?”
“That teacher is really obsessed with the Qing Dynasty. If we wear Qing
Dynasty outfits and have our hair in queues, we might get full marks.”
“That doesn’t sound reasonable...”
“Look here, ‘Presentation/Entertainment/Preparation’ 20%.”
Sangwoo wondered why these requirements were included. Moreover, the weighting seemed very high compared to ‘Tone/Pronunciation/Fluency,’ which accounted for 50%, and ‘Difficulty/Interpretation of the Lines/Grammar,’ which accounted for 30%. Seeing Sangwoo’s confused expression, Jaeyoung added.
“She is my club advisor, so I know her well.”
“What club?”
“Drama club.”
The wooden stick cracked loudly as Sangwoo swung it forcefully, accidentally hitting Mr. Jaeyoung in the face without intending to. In response, Jaeyoung instinctively raised his hand to rub his cheek. Even the incident with the drama club’s schedule causing the closure of the playground was a troublesome matter.
Sangwoo averted his gaze from Jaeyoung, as if he wasn’t there anymore, and began to think about the dialogue. For sentences he didn’t know, he left the Korean meanings blank. For sentences he knew or were in the sheet, he copied them. Meanwhile, Jaeyoung remained silent for some reason.
“...”
But it was too quiet, so quiet that it made him worried. Normally, Jaeyoung would do something. If not knocking on the table, imitating with words, or flipping through the book loudly, but this time he did nothing at all. Sangwoo felt a conflicting feeling in his heart and glanced at Jaeyoung, who was very close. He propped his elbow on the table, placing his hands together and resting his chin on the back of his hand, gazing at Sangwoo’s face.
“It’s strange.”
He spoke like that, and then looked again. Sangwoo quickly lowered his face and pretended to be busy with his pencil.
“I’m asking what’s strange...”
Jaeyoung whispered softly.
“I found out that we have something in common.”
How can we have a conversation like that? Sangwoo frowned upon hearing the words that made him annoyed. Jaeyoung saw that and smiled slightly.
“Look at your facial expressions, I mean different handwriting.”
Then Sangwoo felt another shock, never realizing that his handwriting was nice, but he didn’t think it was that bad either.
“Please don’t annoy me.”
“Sangwoo-ya.”
Jaeyoung called Sangwoo’s name in a low and gentle tone, pretending to be a good person for two days, but now only making jokes. “You’re really calm.” Doesn’t matter.
“You probably don’t feel anything, even if you have to look at a human cancer face, a clown, and sadist. Plus, we still have to work together.” Ignore. “Sangwoo.” Ignore.
“What do you think of revenge?” Ignore.
“Even revenge should have some emotions, right? Isn’t that true for you? I guess I’m like a fly that should hurry up and smash my head against the wall, right?”
Ignore.
“Do you find my words funny?”
“There’s no one in my family who is a clown.”
“You dare to talk back, you brat.”
“What am I doing? Can’t you be quiet for a bit?”
“If you listen to my request.”
“No.”
“Take off your hat.”
That was an unbelievable proposal. Sangwoo glanced at Jaeyoung, who was still sitting in the same position, and wondered if this was a new form of mimicry or something. However, all he could see was a sense of embarrassment.
Sangwoo decided to ignore him.
As soon as he finished writing the last line of dialogue, Jaeyoung snatched the notebook and inspected the lines with a proud expression, saying, “Like this.” Or “Not bad.” Meanwhile, Sangwoo used his pencil to write something on the empty space left by Jaeyoung.
When he received the notebook back from Jaeyoung again, he found that there was no more blank space. The other side had filled the gaps with abbreviated Chinese characters, which Sangwoo didn’t understand.
“What’s this?”
Sangwoo felt puzzled. It seemed like the other person was also thinking about the content of the short play. Today, he cooperated well without causing any disturbance. Could it be that he was giving up on teasing?
“Why?”
“What?”
“His actions seem like they’re going to follow through until the end of the world. It looks like the thorn in my heart will disappear in two days.”
It all started with speaking like this. Then he acted like a jester. And then he transformed into a polite part-time employee at a restaurant. And then he twisted. And then he smiled. And then he chased after him as if to kill him. And then he composed a three-line poem abruptly. And then he followed closely to annoy him. And then he helped with group work. Jaeyoung was the strangest person Sangwoo had ever encountered.
“Are you two consulting each other nicely?”
At that moment, he heard the teacher’s voice walking around the classroom, helping students with their work. She approached and gave them a glance.
“Oh, so you’re paired with Jaeyoung? Your group shouldn’t have any problems then.”
“Not exactly. Teacher, this is my friend named Sangwoo doing everything.”
“What’s this about?”
Seeing an unexpected reaction, Sangwoo felt puzzled. The teacher looked at Sangwoo in a friendly manner.
Well then, please take a look at StudentSangwoo’s script. If it were normal, Sangwoo would probably answer truthfully, “No. Senior Jaeyoung is the one who comes up with the entire plot, I just copy it down.” But no matter what, the words of praise wouldn’t escape the other party’s mouth. Sangwoo politely handed his notebook to the teacher. Shortly after, she burst into laughter.
“Another historical merchant! It must be so exciting... Hahaha! The story is good, oh! But the lines are quite...”
Then her bright face gradually darkened.
“You’re too vulgar. Where did you learn such foul language? Jaeyoung! Are you the one who wrote this?”
The teacher looked at Jaeyoung and realized he had nothing in his hands. The person holding the pencil was Sangwoo. The teacher shifted her gaze and glared at Sangwoo.
“Revise the lines, please. If you present it like this, it’s a zero. Do you understand?”
“...Yes.”
When caught in the teacher’s gaze, Sangwoo couldn’t respond and simply nodded. The teacher handed him back his notebook and walked away. Jaeyoung burst into laughter. Sangwoo gritted his teeth and erased the handwriting of the other party with an eraser.
“I still feel a bit uneasy. Unlike you.”
Sangwoo meticulously erased the other party’s handwriting, afraid that even faint traces would remain.
return 0;.
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[1] Information System “IS” is the fundamental system for various operations. It involves input, processing, output, and data storage.
[2] Carry. In this context, it is a term used in gaming. “Carry” refers to a situation where one player in a team performs exceptionally well, allowing the team to compete against the opposing side.
[3] “Do you find my brother’s words funny?” The original Korean phrase is “형 말 씹으면 맛있어?” “Hyeong mal sseibeum masisseo?”. The literal translation is “Does chewing my brother’s words taste good?” The phrase “chewing words” can be used as a slang term meaning “finding someone’s words amusing.”
Chapter 15 <11> #2.
After class ended, Sangwoo, feeling flustered and embarrassed in front of Jang Jaeyoung, hurriedly ran to the Engineering Faculty immediately, where the previous class was held. Sangwoo had to arrive before Jaeyoung, but his bag (a blue backpack containing equipment to reserve seat number two) was left on the far-right table in the fourth row.
Sangwoo sat down and spread the divider to his left. In the Chinese language class, they had to prepare a short drama, so he couldn’t see the other side’s face for help. But in the class ‘Engineering Mathematics 2.’ he just listened to the lecture and solved problems by himself. So he believed that Jihye’s guidance might be helpful, but he didn’t think it would be that easy, because Jang Jaeyoung was no different from a wicked monster.
Sangwoo speculated on the various plans of the other side, whether it was accidentally knocking down the divider without intending to, or tapping the table, or making strange noises to disrupt the class.
However, waiting and waiting, the other side seemed harmless. He was just worried about what Jaeyoung, who was behind the divider, was doing, so he wasted six minutes of the class.
Finally, Sangwoo quietly lowered the divider a bit, allowing a glimpse of Jaeyoung’s sleepy face on the desk. Today, he felt a conflict in his heart, as if it wasn’t just because the other side wasn’t wearing a red feather coat or glasses. Jang Jaeyoung seemed like a completely different person, as if Sangwoo didn’t know that he was the same person as the part-time worker at the Italian restaurant.
There were no earrings on his ears as usual, and his hairstyle looked neater than before. Moreover, when he closed his eyes like this, he looked gentle as if he was not the same person who used to find trouble for Sangwoo.
“What the hell are you doing?”
Sangwoo felt confused and uneasy at the same time. Defining that indescribable identity was not easy. He defined the other side as ‘Fool, trash, human cancer’ but the image in front of him seemed more suitable for words like “polite, refined, adult.” Those characteristics seemed like different types of data [1] that couldn’t replace each other.
However, Sangwoo knew well that Jaeyoung’s behavior contradicted his good appearance. The evidence was that Virtual Arts Design’s kid came to study engineering mathematics. He came here to obstruct and ruin Sangwoo’s studies. Even though he was asleep, he still achieved his goal.
Sangwoo gritted his teeth and refocused on studying. Between thinking about what intentions Jaeyoung had, they proceeded to the next lesson. During the second class of “Engineering Mathematics 2.” Sangwoo learned very little. Except for the subject “Contemporary Culture and Cultural Theory.” It was already Wednesday. All the other subjects were the same. After these two weeks passed and Jaeyoung disappeared... if he read additional books by himself and listened to online lectures, he had to keep up with the lessons. But the teachers often emphasized the content that would be tested in class, so he couldn’t afford to lose anything.
Therefore, the moment when Jaeyoung was drowsy was an opportunity. Sangwoo focused on the teacher’s words and tried to understand what the teacher said, but strangely, a few minutes passed, and his consciousness shifted to Jaeyoung, who was deeply asleep.
‘Just by being here, you’re already bothering me. It’s an amazing ability.’
Sangwoo tried his best not to look in that direction, but the fierce battle between consciousness and desire ended within 1 minute, and he turned around.
As. Error. Jaeyoung yawned peacefully. Sangwoo was engulfed in indescribable emotions that couldn’t be summed up in a single sentence, and he didn’t like those feelings at all. However, when he thought about the wickedness of Jaeyoung, who wore a mask of normalcy, the incomprehensible feeling vanished, replaced by a rising tide of anger and revenge.
It has been said in ancient laws, ‘eye for an eye, tooth for a tooth.’ Don’t you feel anything like that? Jang Jaeyoung must have misunderstood something... If all the conditions are met, Sangwoo can seek revenge as well, but he’s not crazy to that extent. He doesn’t see the benefit of using excessive energy to torment others.
‘There’s nothing I can’t do.’
Sangwoo reached into the box of pencils for the exam rain and pulled one out. Pulling the cap off the pencil evoked a sense of tension as if unsheathing a sword. He held the pencil cautiously and moved closer to Jaeyoung.
The moist tip of the pencil moved closer to Jaeyoung’s forehead and paused in mid-air. Sangwoo realized that he hadn’t drawn for a long time; he didn’t need to make it beautiful like a painter. But the humble feeling of lacking artistic ability emerged, hindering his decisive action.
‘Just draw wherever you want!’
Startling himself, Sangwoo tightened his grip on the pencil, never having done anything like this before. Just thinking about giving up study time to do something like this made his hand tremble, but he clenched his fists bravely and reached forward. The tip of the pencil, which had hesitated a little, lightly touched Jaeyoung’s forehead. At that moment, their eyes forgot to blink, causing him to inadvertently lower the pencil without intending to.
And that made him look like someone who had done this before, compared to Jaeyoung’s skillful handwriting. What he had done seemed insignificant, but he had never deceived anyone in his life, so his heart sank to his gaze like a misbehaving child caught in the act.
Jaeyoung just opened his eyes wide. Sangwoo put the pencil back in the pencil case and leaned over to read the book. His pale brain raced, and his heart beat faster.
He didn’t know how time passed after that. Sangwoo sat still as a stone until he regained his composure, and by the time he was able to concentrate, the class was over, and the students were gradually leaving the classroom.
Is he acting like Jang Jaeyoung because of that slight anger? It’s hard to believe that he would stoop to the same level as the other side.
Owner of the wild hair name was stunned. If Jaeyoung was angry, Sangwoo would have something to say as well, but other than that, he can’t stand himself using a pencil to draw on someone else’s face.
“Sangwoo-ya, I’m calling you.”
“... Yes.”
“Are you seeking revenge?”
Sangwoo turned around. Jaeyoung smiled, even with a black line on his nose.
“Wow, it feels like a robot came to vacuum and bring bread crumbs.”
Instead of getting angry, Jaeyoung looked pleased and adjusted his cap on his head. Sangwoo felt so embarrassed that he didn’t have the heart to find fault with the other party who touched him without permission.
“Let’s go eat together. Today, I’ll treat you.”
“I told you, it’s only my sisters.”
Sangwoo resisted answering. When Jaeyoung stood up and grabbed his wrist, he was so unconscious that he was dragged away without resistance.
While walking out of the engineering faculty, Jaeyoung pretended to greet many people, and everyone who knew Jaeyoung laughed and talked about Sangwoo’s work.
“Sunbae, why is your nose dirty? Are you putting on makeup preparing for a play?”
“Cool right? this kid did it.”
“Oh. Jaeyoung, what are you doing in engineering? And why did your face get like that?”
“Oh well, I have a little something to take care of, as for the face, this hubae did it.”
Instead of feeling embarrassed when someone greeted them, Jaeyoung pointed to Sangwoo and proudly told everyone that the pen marks on his face it was his skill, just like citing references in a thesis, it was very strange to be a craftsman, and that day Sangwoo learned the meaning of “shamelessness.”
Every time Jaeyoung introduced them to his acquaintances, Sangwoo felt as if he was being attacked. As soon as he walked out of the entrance hall, Sangwoo was in high spirits. After being dragged around like that, when he realized it, he was standing in front of a pizza shop on campus.
“Don’t you like pizza?”
Jaeyoung asked after sitting down at the table. Sangwoo replied with a resigned expression.
“No, I don’t.”
“Then why are you so quiet?”
“Can you remove it?”
“No, I won’t remove it.”
Jaeyoung smiled widely and looked at the menu. He ordered one pizza and two soda bottles without asking for Sangwoo’s opinion.
“As for pasta, since you said you don’t like it, I didn’t order it.” Then he acted like himself, caring about something like that.
Sangwoo made a sound, ‘tsk.’ In his heart, he said that he didn’t like pasta because Jang Jaeyoung worked at a different Italian restaurant. He never thought about whether the food was delicious or not, and he didn’t choose what to eat.
Eating is just a process of gaining energy. If the nutrients are complete, there’s no need to think about taste or appearance because constantly thinking about such things is foolish. The idiot with a black line on his nose threw away Korean food worth three thousand won and is now wasting money for no reason.
“Sangwoo, did you understand what was taught earlier?”
“If you were not present, I would have understood.”
“How strange. It’s amazing that you can remember the name with just three syllables and not an entire lecture.”
“The person who checks attendance by asking the juniors in the subject they have to attend. Moreover, they come and sleep in a class that has no benefit to themselves, this is even more strange than me.”
While they were talking, the food arrived. Sangwoo ate without saying a word. Jaeyoung thought he ate without enjoyment, but he continued to eat without caring.
He ate as much as he could and stood up, feeling uncomfortable eating in an unfamiliar place, wanting to leave quickly or maybe because there are crazy people with wide smiles and something stuck on their noses.
“Sangwoo.”
Jaeyoung paid and followed him immediately.
“Nice weather, huh? Look at the sky.”
‘You damn fly, fly up to the sky.’
Sangwoo lowered his head and walked steadily.
They walked out of the restaurant in just a few steps. Jaeyoung took out a canned coffee from his leather bag, with a black background and the logo saying ‘Black Holic,’ which attracted Sangwoo’s attention. The other party was definitely thinking of using this drink to annoy him.
‘I’ve been waiting for this moment.’
Sangwoo applied Jihye’s advice and prepared for situations like this since the day before. The convenience store owner said that ‘Black Holic’ coffee will come to the store again next Monday, so he only buys coffee on regular days, one can per day. Therefore, the amount he needed to save up was seven cans, so he went to the supermarket and bought that amount, but the moment he thought he had to open his backpack, Jaeyoung handed him the coffee without being able to react in time. “Oh, coffee [2].” ERROR.
ERROR.
TYPE, ERROR[3.]
Originally, he thought Jaeyoung would tease him by opening a can and putting it in his mouth to show off. Sangwoo stopped walking without realizing it and absentmindedly took the can without intending to.
Sangwoo examined the can closely to see if it was tightly sealed. Jaeyoung saw that and muttered, ‘crazy guy...’. Sangwoo examined it carefully. He shook it, but the can showed no signs of being tampered with, no leaked coffee, not even a single drop.
“Just drink it already.”
“What are you doing?”
“I thought about throwing it away, so I bought 16 cans, but it didn’t taste good, so I left it for your mouth.”
‘What’s wrong with him?’
Sangwoo felt puzzled. The behavior that made him suspicious wasn’t causing any confusion, like arranging the sequence 2 4 6, 8... all was fine, then suddenly, √55 emerged.
Jaeyoung made a lazily remark.
“I’ll pick up the remaining cans for you, so take off your hat.”
“What he wears is none of our business, senior.”
Since a while ago, why did he only talk about hats? Sangwoo opened the can and felt better when he heard the cheerful sound he hadn’t heard in a long time. He slowly raised the can and touched his lips. As he tilted the can, the warm drink flowed in.
“Do you think it tastes good?”
Sangwoo didn’t really know the taste, but he just went along with the comfortable feeling he used to have every day. Sangwoo didn’t pay attention to Jaeyoung and walked straight toward the Humanities building, embracing the hope of recovering his lost daily life.
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[1] Different types of information. For Sangwoo, it refers to data types, or the type of data in computers that specifies the characteristics of the data to be used as numbers, letters, integers, decimals, or dates and times for convenience in processing.
[2] “Ah, coffee.” In the original Korean version, Jaeyoung said, ‘커피, 셔틀’ “coffee, shuttle”, where the word 셔틀 “shuttle” is a slang term in
Korean derived from 빵셔틀 “bread, shuttle”, which refers to a student who is sent by classmates or delinquents in school to buy bread during class time.
[3] Type Error, an unexpected condition that arises during various stages of program development.
Chapter 16 <11> #3.
The playground path they walked on still had the sign that said, ‘Drama Club Filming in Progress,’ pinned up as usual. Even though it had been a fake sign for three days, now he knew the truth... Sangwoo kicked the sign until it broke and then threw it into the trash bin.
When they walked on the snatched path, tranquility visited them. Even with Jaeyoung by his side. Sangwoo took out a coffee can and sipped from it, walking on the path where he could close his eyes.
“You’re not too brave, are you?”
Sangwoo hurried his steps a little, not wanting to be disturbed. Of course, Jaeyoung followed and walked at the same speed.
“Do you know what I’m going to do with just the two of us like this?”
“Are you a delinquent?”
“...What harsh words!”
“If you’re not a delinquent, then don’t worry about it. I’m just asking if you’re a delinquent, that’s all. Do you have a black heart?”
“If you want to gather 191 people, the ones you like, it will take time, so be careful.”
He clenched his teeth and spoke. Sangwoo smirked and looked at
Jaeyoung, who was wearing a nice coat. He had a tall, slender body, but didn’t look as strong as those fighting athletes.
“Sunbae, you don’t seem very skilled in fighting.”
“Oh, really? Then, are you working out?”
Sangwoo used to learn taekwondo a long time ago, but since entering high school, he prioritized his studies. Besides cycling around his neighborhood or to the university, he hadn’t done any other exercises.
“I used to. But now, not so much.”
“Next time, play basketball with me. I won’t let you touch the ball at all.”
“No, thanks. And also, please stop increasing the number of other people’s family members.”
At the end of the path was the soccer field under construction. Sangwoo walked up to the Faculty of Natural Sciences automatically, stood in his usual spot, aimed at the can, and threw it into the trash bin. The can curved beautifully into the second leaf of the bin. Sangwoo felt relieved as if he had built a card castle again after being blown down by someone.
Next was the library. Sangwoo sat in his reserved seat, while Jaeyoung sat next to him, not borrowing any books this time, and twirled a pen. Sangwoo took out his study book and notebook. As he hung his bag on the chair, Jaeyoung took the notebook away.
“Give it back. That’s stealing, you know.”
Jaeyoung glanced boredly and flipped the back cover of the notebook, looking at the price tag. Then, he reached into his leather wallet, taking out two banknotes and placing them on Sangwoo’s desk. Sangwoo was speechless. If it had been an important notebook, he would have reported it to the police, but it was just a practice book. Instead of wasting time arguing with Jaeyoung, he took out a similar-looking notebook from his bag instead.
From now on, the disturbance would start again because one heart was waiting for the sound of flipping paper. He picked up the earplugs, which were the third round of ammunition, from his backpack and put them in both ears. Then he didn’t hear the disturbing sound anymore. Even though he was puzzled by Jihye’s first two instructions, the third one might work.
It was a bit uncomfortable wearing the earplugs, but the advantage was that it blocked out the sound for real. He felt that he would be able to concentrate for several days and read a book. But before he could read a single page, he could feel eyes staring at him.
When he looked to the right, he found Jaeyoung sitting there and drawing something in the notebook. He sat with a professional attitude and occasionally glanced between Sangwoo and the concealed notebook, shifting the pen in his mouth.
‘Behaving strangely again.’
Sangwoo opened the partition on the right and turned his face back to the book. After a minute passed, he looked sideways with concern and noticed that the partition had been silently folded down because he couldn’t hear it due to the earplugs. He set up the partition again, but Jaeyoung put it down again. It had been like this for three rounds. Sangwoo was about to explode. He thought he would be able to read a book today, but it seemed like he would miss out again.
After setting up the partition again, he used his right arm to hold it firmly so that it wouldn’t fall down and continued reading. At first, it was okay, but after a while, he could feel the piercing gaze again. This time, Jaeyoung stood up, swept his gaze diagonally at Sangwoo, and drew a picture.
‘That crazy guy.’
Sangwoo cursed silently, realizing he needed group work assistance. He prepared a cup of coffee with compassion and even left a pathway for walking. In the end, he just kept writing the script until the professor scolded him, and he stared beside him without any concentration.
Although it would be better than wearing a red duck feather jacket, the green coat was still annoying. Sangwoo decided to move and read the book at home. Even though the table at home was not as big as the library table, and the light was dimmer, if he stayed here and couldn’t do anything like this, it would be better to go home and read.
He pulled out the earplugs forcefully, preparing to put them in his bag. At that moment, he heard a loud tearing sound from the side. After putting the textbooks into his bag and turning back, Jaeyoung had moved the paper to the front.
“A gift.”
The other party drew a cartoon-like picture in the notebook. It was a realistic sketch that resembled a political cartoon character in an American newspaper. A puffed-up cheek, squinted eyes, pointed finger, black-painted lower part under the eyes, downturned mouth, and a disproportionately large black cap. Sangwoo tore the picture into pieces right away.
“Too much.”
He ignored Jaeyoung’s mumbled complaints and picked up every piece of paper in his hand, then stopped by the trash bin and threw them away while walking out.
“Do you know how much money I make by illustrating for magazines?”
“And what does it have to do with me?”
“I’ll tell you that it’s not something you can easily tear apart.”
“I tore it because sunbae, you are the one who drew it. Not because it wasn’t beautiful.”
“But you’re still drinking the coffee I gave you.”
“Senior is not the one who made it.”
“Just say what you want to say.”
He left the library at 1:32 PM. It was a complete waste of time. As Sangwoo hopped on his bike, Jaeyoung shouted from afar.
“Sangwoo!”
“What is it?”
“Even though it’s a bit early, have sweet dreams.”
It’s a meaningless phrase whether spoken in the scorching midday or whispered in the dead of night. He had no way of feeling pleased to hear it.
“Wish bad dreams for you, sunbae.” With that said, he pedaled down the slope. return 0;
The next day turned out better than before. On Friday, there were only elective classes. Jaeyoung dozed off on his desk during the first and second periods. Sangwoo absentmindedly picked up the pen he left behind the day before and thought about the incident that made him upset. At the same time, he tried to focus on his studies. Even though he sat next to Jaeyoung, he managed to maintain a usable mood.
“Want me to treat you to lunch again today?”
After school, Jaeyoung offered to treat Sangwoo to a free meal without any reason, just like before. If it were someone else, Sangwoo would probably accept, but because it was the other party, he pondered in his head first.
[1.) Accept.
Profit in monetary form, Y / Stress, Y = Minimal damage.
2) Reject. - In the case that Jang Jaeyoung follows me to the cafeteria.
Profit in monetary form, N / Stress, Y = Significant damage.
3) Reject. - In the case that Jang Jaeyoung suggests going to a different restaurant.
Profit in monetary form, N / Stress, N = Maintain the status quo.
If he agrees, he has to eat with Jaeyoung 100% and there will be stressful issues. But if he refuses, Jaeyoung will follow him. Apart from not getting a free meal, there will be more stressful matters depending on the reaction of the other party. Therefore, he couldn’t do anything but gamble and see what happens.
“No, thank you.”
“Then shall we eat at the cafeteria today?”
“Yes.”
“I’m a fan of the university cafeteria, you know.”
Fortunately, the lucky number was 3, after Jaeyoung went somewhere else.. Sangwoo went to the cafeteria alone, got Korean food as usual, and walked to sit quietly in a secluded corner to enjoy his meal, relieved that it was slower than usual by just one minute, so it was still considered good. But when he came out, he found Jaeyoung waiting at the exit of the cafeteria.
“Oh.”
Obviously, it was a ‘black-hole.’ Sangwoo took a can like before, checked the condition on the outside and shook it. When he saw that there were no problems, he opened the can. While taking the first sip, Jaeyoung asked strange questions.
“Do you want to perform a short drama?”
“Of course.”
“In that case, let’s go together for a while.”
If you want to perform a good short drama, do you have to go to a specific place? It’s a really strange instruction.
“Where should we go, sunbae?”
“Let’s go find our costumes.”
“Why do we need to do that?”
“We have to play as rival dynasty merchants. Otherwise, are we to wear tshirts with English prints or something?”
“But this is our free time to hang out.”
“We can do that later.”
Jaeyoung made a bored face and finally pulled Sangwoo’s wrist to make him follow along.
“This is using force. I will report it. I said I would report it.”
Sangwoo shouted while holding the phone in his other hand. Jaeyoung frowned, snatched the phone, and put it in his own pants pocket. The other party was stronger than he thought.
“Today, I’ll make sure you get a red line drawn [1].”
“This narrow-mindedness, what makes you think I need help like this? If it’s done from here and you still feel threatened, just let me know. No restrictions.”
Do you really want to help? Sangwoo wondered, but he decided to trust the other side’s words. When he agreed, Jaeyoung released his grip.
“So you’re a merchant, right?”
“Yes.”
It’s certain. Merchants have a lot to say, and the possibility of getting a good score is high as well.
“So I’m just a customer being fooled over the phone, huh?”
Jaeyoung only led him to the student club building without specifying where they were going. When they reached the stairs, Jaeyoung stopped in front of a room labeled “Drama Club.”
When they opened the door, they were greeted with stage props, masks, and scattered clothes. On a small refrigerator, there were canned coffee, blackhole, piled snacks. On the wall, theater season posters were pasted one on top of another. On the sofa, two male students were playing football on a gaming console [2].
“You’re here already, Jaeyoung-sunbae.”
“Do whatever you want. Don’t mind me.”
Jaeyoung didn’t care about those people. He moved the mannequin aside and opened the door behind it. Then Sangwoo followed the path indicated by the other party.
In that narrow room, there were clotheslines on all three sides of the wall. Various types of clothes were tightly hung. Jaeyoung took a wooden stick and searched for clothes, while Sangwoo followed suit by searching the lower rack for clothes that people in the previous dynasty might wear, but it wasn’t easy.
“What’s this?”
Jaeyoung found a set of clothes that could be used among the dozens of sets. It was a yellow jumpsuit with long sleeves from the neck to the wrists, with bands at the waist and sleeves, and a complex pattern in gold on the chest. Then he picked up another set that was similar in style but purple.
“Which set is better, this one or that one?”
“They look the same to me.”
“The edges are different. The lines are not the same.”
“Any set will do. Just pay attention to the short Chinese language drama. It’s strange to care about clothes this size.”
“If you want a full score, you have to do this. I’ll choose this one.”
Jaeyoung chose a yellow set that looked similar in style. “Actually, in
Sangwoo’s eyes, they looked almost identical.” It seemed like he liked that set.
“Try looking for the wig over there.”
Sangwoo did as the other party instructed. He sat and searched through the box intently but found nothing. He reached out to grab another box to continue searching, but suddenly Jaeyoung also sat and stared in the same manner, only focusing on the legs of the other side. Now, he was being replaced by a new face.
“Move back a little.”
“Oh, got it.”
Jaeyoung remained motionless, not even flinching, despite Sangwoo’s words. Sangwoo searched the box with a feeling of unease. Although he found nothing, he felt relieved. When he looked up, he discovered that his own hat was in Jaeyoung’s hand. Sangwoo examined the other side, who remained still like a statue, without any clear indication of what he intended to do. If one were to judge solely based on the hat mentioned since yesterday, Sangwoo guessed that he probably wanted it.
“It’s just an old hat I’ve been wearing for a long time. Please go buy one yourself.”
Jaeyoung simply stared at Sangwoo.
“If from now on, you don’t come to find me, I will buy a similar one for you, sunbae.”
Although Sangwoo proposed with the phrase “If.” he guessed that the other party would not agree. If he were to borrow Jaeyoung’s words, it would mean that if it were a matter that can be solved with a cheap hat like this, it wouldn’t have come to this point.
Jaeyoung’s reaction seemed somewhat peculiar, not at all what Sangwoo had anticipated. Whether it was a scornful smile, a sarcastic remark, or even wearing a hat for himself, it ended up being an outstretched hand held in front of Sangwoo.
“There’s something stuck right here.”
His long, slender fingers slowly moved closer. Although there was time to avoid the touch, Sangwoo became rigid with an inexplicable sense of resistance.
Next, Jaeyoung’s index finger and middle finger gently touched Sangwoo’s forehead, and the moment their fingertips made contact with his temple, static electricity sparked.
Sangwoo tightened the box and pulled back, the sudden intense stimulation causing him to resist with his spiritual energy, which swept away the other party’s hand.
“Give it back please.”
“It’s better not to wear too many hats. Why do you only cover your face and hide your eyes like that?”
“It’s my business.”
He extended his hand, but Jaeyoung still didn’t return the hat, making Sangwoo on the verge of getting angry.
“Please give me back the hat.”
“Why? Let me see your face for a moment.”
“Hey, I said give it back?”
Since he was born, it was the first time Sangwoo spoke without a trace of respect for his seniors. Sangwoo moved forward and snatched the hat from Jaeyoung’s hand. Their chests brushed against each other for a moment before Jaeyoung fell backward, but Sangwoo quickly got up and ran out of the dressing room.
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[1] The red line represents spoken language, indicating a criminal history. In this case, Sangwoo intended to say that he would make Jaeyoung have a criminal history.
[2] A game console, or video game console, is a gaming device that displays images through a screen on the device or television. There are both home gaming consoles like PlayStation, Xbox, and portable gaming consoles like Nintendo Switch.
Chapter 17 <11> #4.
The loud sound of a door closing made the two male students who were playing games turn to look in surprise. Sangwoo’s heart raced, and he could feel the heat rising on his face.
‘Why do you like taking other people’s belongings?’
Sangwoo hurriedly ran out of the drama club room, remembering that he had always been someone who liked change. Yes, that’s right. His own words were correct. Sometimes he was like this, sometimes he was like that, a person whose behavior was unpredictable like the weather.
Sangwoo’s hurried footsteps gradually slowed down. As time passed, he became more and more embarrassed. Even though Jang Jaeyoung had taken the hat and refused to return it, suddenly, he seemed too vulnerable when Sangwoo got closer. Normally, Sangwoo wasn’t easily intimidated, but when someone approached him, he made a face-pulling gesture and became so surprised that he couldn’t make a sensible decision.
‘It’s not like I’m attracted to the same sex.’
When fighting for the ball on a football field, the touches were more intimate than this. It was the same in wrestling or Korean wrestling. Even though their bodies were closely connected in every way, it didn’t seem strange. When entering the dressing room and changing clothes together, it still didn’t seem like a big deal because they were both men.
Sangwoo concluded that it was his own lack of self-control that caused him to do such things. So when Jaeyoung chased after him, he dared not look at the other side. Jaeyoung handed him a blue outfit for the play along with a wig.
“I just took off the hat to put on the wig, so I teased you a little. Didn’t expect you to get angry.”
“I’m not angry at all.”
He lied, because until now, Sangwoo’s heart was still pounding with anger. Jaeyoung was just preparing things, and it was clear that he had misunderstood something weird, whether intentionally or unintentionally, it seemed like the other party could make him stressed in many ways, whether intentional or not.
“We have to practice and perform well, so let’s do our best. Sangwoo.”
Sangwoo evaluated the other party’s words as he put away his clothes and wig into his bag and left the building. He heard Jaeyoung’s voice following him. So Sangwoo turned around to speak.
“It seems like the plan has changed. However, it doesn’t matter. So let’s not pretend to be close.”
The corner of his mouth that used to be calm curved into a smile.
“I didn’t plan anything. I just did what I wanted to do.”
“And from this point on, there’s no need to follow anymore. Because of you, sunbae. I won’t go to the library anymore. I will go back home and study there.”
“The more you forbid, the more tempting it becomes.”
“So please come along.”
“Come on, talking about something like that, I’m already there.”
“...”
Sangwoo hurriedly walked towards the library to get his bicycle as usual. He thought that if he deliberately rode the bicycle past Jaeyoung and ran down the slope, it might help him forget about it. But Jaeyoung followed him down.
“What are you doing?”
“Just following you, I told you.”
Sangwoo looked at the sparkling skateboard that Jaeyoung was riding with a surprised face. How crazy can this person be? Isn’t time important for everyone? Why waste such a valuable time on something that doesn’t make any difference?
He shook his head and thought that he would just stick to riding the bicycle. But his gaze kept shifting towards that direction. Jaeyoung was very skilled at skateboarding, and he knew how to attract people’s attention. Not just Sangwoo, but everyone who saw Jaeyoung in that alley looked at him with curiosity and admiration. Jaeyoung seemed to enjoy getting attention, so he showed off his skateboard tricks in front of many people, smiling like a celebrity and high-fiving children. While the skateboard was still rolling.
The other side seemed free like a character in a video game. At that moment, even though Sangwoo already knew that Jaeyoung was different from him, when he saw the smiling lips, flowing hair, and skateboarding skills, he felt that Jang Jaeyoung was a completely different species.
They were completely different from each other. Sangwoo did what he had to do, while Jaeyoung did what he wanted to do, no matter what it was. Sangwoo had no friends, not even one person, while Jaeyoung was a famous person at the university, known by many wherever he went. Sangwoo wore only black clothes, while Jaeyoung’s wardrobe had to be full of rainbow colors. Sangwoo often looked expressionless, while Jaeyoung often smiled like a mischievous child. Sangwoo clung to his daily routine, while Jaeyoung acted like a carefree wanderer, they lived in different worlds. If it weren’t for those unfortunate events, they would have never crossed paths.
They crossed the sidewalk and turned into the alley, then both of them gilded side by side. Even though there was no one around, Jaeyoung still jumped and spun half a turn before landing on the ground, the skateboard seemed to stick to his feet.
“So why did you follow me?”
If Jaeyoung wanted to skate, there would be plenty of good places to do so. I don’t understand why they had to play in a street full of potholes. Jaeyoung answered nonchalantly that there was nothing else to do, and that wasn’t an answer that matched the question. But no matter what, Sangwoo didn’t need to understand the other side because he had already passed halfway.
“Now there’s only one week left.”
“What?”
“During the withdrawal period for classes.”
Jaeyoung just laughed. He didn’t say anything.
It didn’t take long for them to arrive at the apartment where Sangwoo lived. It was a four-story building with vines crawling up the walls. Sangwoo locked his bicycle in the designated bicycle parking area labeled ‘Room 402’ and had a chain lock.
“Here we are.”
“Breaking into someone’s residence carries a maximum penalty of 3 years.”
“Why haven’t you mentioned that yet?”
“If you take the bicycle, I’ll report it to the police immediately, including any modifications or accessories.”
Hearing Sangwoo speak like that, instead of scolding, Jaeyoung just laughed.
He stepped on one end of the skateboard, and then the other end popped up.
Jaeyoung held up the skateboard with his left hand and raised his right hand.
“Have fun on your day off.. Sangwoo.”
“...Okay.”
Upon hearing the non-hostile words, he politely responded. Sangwoo turned his gaze away from the other side and walked into the building. He wondered why he felt so unsettled and tried to think about it while climbing the stairs. It seemed like this was the first time they had separated on good terms. There were no curses exchanged.
Even though he worried that the other person would follow, there was no sound behind him. Sangwoo reached the fourth floor, entered the code at the door, and went inside.
He let out a sigh for no reason. Then he placed his bag by the door, took off his hat and coat, and hung them on the coat hanger. After changing out of his jeans into sportswear, he went to wash his hands with soap in the bathroom. The reflection in the mirror showed an ordinary teenage boy with flat bangs sticking to his forehead.
Sangwoo picked up a book to read from the bookshelf and placed it on the table. He took out a pencil box and a notebook from his bag and put them side by side. But before sitting down on the chair, his feet walked towards the window.
He squinted a little and looked through the window below. Jaeyoung was still in the same place. On the other side, he left the skateboard and played with the black cat lying belly up, while Jaeyoung sat there gazing, using his hand to stroke it. Sangwoo had encountered that cat several times, but if it didn’t feel threatened, it would run away quickly. Sangwoo looked at Jaeyoung as he picked up his phone to take a picture of the cat before closing the curtains.
In the two-day hardcore mode, one day off. Then, it would be slightly annoying for another two days, as Jang Jaeyoung’s actions were unpredictable, like an irregular function, just like his indescribable nature. Sangwoo didn’t like anything without structure, because it couldn’t be predicted.
He sat down at the table and started reading a book. return 0;
Uncertainty comes with inefficiency.
Jaeyoung’s actions had no pattern, so it was impossible to guess what he would do on the weekend break. Therefore, when he saw the reflection of a person on the frosted glass door of the internet cafe with posters attached, Sangwoo felt restless. Then, after a while, he felt relieved and continued to stay this way.
The special working hours on Saturday passed slowly because there were fewer people using the service than usual, so he didn’t have much work. However, because he was idly staring at the door, he didn’t use his free time effectively. If an enemy suddenly appeared, he had to be prepared to deal with it, so vigilance was a good defense. But from the situation, it seemed like he was waiting for Jaeyoung to arrive, which Sangwoo thought was funny.
‘I haven’t missed a day of us seeing each other until now.’
That was the only pattern Sangwoo found in Jaeyoung’s various behaviors, even on Wednesdays when they studied different subjects. The other side still came chasing after Sangwoo as if to catch him.
But until four o’clock, Jaeyoung didn’t show up. Sangwoo felt disappointed and slightly uneasy. At the same time, he thought that the other side might be waiting in front of the house. It wouldn’t be surprising since the other side had come before when riding a skateboard. When looked at from that angle, it wasn’t strange if the other side came again.
When he walked to the front of the house, Sangwoo saw a black shadow in front of the building.
“So, he must be there!”
But when he walked closer, he found that it was just a large garbage bin. In the end, on that day, Sangwoo didn’t meet Jaeyoung even once. If he knew that it would be like this, he would have used the spare time during work more productively. He regretted wasting his time idly staring at the door. Sangwoo entered the house in a gloomy mood. And Saturday life came to an end.
[1.) On an ordinary day, there is a 100% possibility that Jaeyoung will appear.
2.) On a day off, there is a possibility of x% that Jaeyoung will appear,
(0≤x≤50).]
From the case of Saturday, although it was not conclusive, it could be inferred according to the above conclusions. Today, Sangwoo chose to believe the option that Jaeyoung would not show up in order to avoid restlessness like yesterday, as if it were his belief system.
Gong-ging gong-ging.
But Jaeyoung destroyed Sangwoo’s “belief” by appearing at 19:33. When the ringing sound echoed through the door, dealing with customers became one of his responsibilities, and Sangwoo’s former assumption was torn in half, shattered to pieces.
Jaeyoung picked up the card and walked past the counter. Sangwoo felt anxious because he didn’t know what the other side would do, but luckily there were surveillance cameras installed on the ceiling. If Jaeyoung did something pointless, Sangwoo would immediately inform the store manager and make sure he never came here again. The store manager was a kind person. Previously, when Sangwoo had an argument with another man who asked him to put something on hold, the store manager sided with Sangwoo.
[Order from customer number 22: Spicy Fried Chicken.]
Sangwoo glanced at the notification message. It had only been a minute since Jaeyoung passed by the counter; he had to place the order immediately upon opening the computer.
Sangwoo got up from his seat and went to boil water, preparing the ramyeon according to the instructions. He placed the ramen bowl on a tray and carried it to the smoking area. Jaeyoung sat leaning against a chair, reading manga on his shaking legs. As soon as Sangwoo placed the tray on the table and turned around, he heard a loud exhale behind him.
After returning to the counter for three minutes, the notification popped up again.
[Order from customer number 22: Lemonade.]
“So, the strategy for today is training a thousand dogs, huh?”
If that’s the case, it must be the most tolerable thing he has encountered so far. Despite sitting not far from the counter, Jaeyoung seemed content, and there was nothing unsatisfactory for Sangwoo because this was a job that earned him money.
He filled the glass with filtered water, about 80%, and stirred the lemonade powder with a teaspoon. After adding four ice cubes, the water level rose to just below the rim of the glass. Sangwoo placed the glass on a tray for a moment and went to find Jaeyoung. The other side was watching a video of someone spray painting on the wall, the ramyeon already more than halfway gone in the bowl.
“Huh...”
The sound of a loud exhale seemed like the earth was collapsing, coming from the mouth of the person sitting there. Sangwoo placed the drink next to the ramyeon bowl and stepped out of the smoking area.
After returning to his seat for five minutes, the notification popped up again.
[Order from customer number 22: Fried Clam-Purse Potatoes.]
Sangwoo looked at the screen with a dissatisfied expression. Customers could order any food through the store’s system, but hardly anyone ever ordered pastries. Normally, they would come to the counter to buy them themselves.
“So, you’re trying to give me an excuse to exercise, huh? Thanks.”
Sangwoo picked up the pastries from the shelf and walked to the smoking area, while Jaeyoung was watching a basketball game from another country. “Ohhh....”
The sound of exhaling grew louder each time. Sangwoo placed the bag of snacks next to the Lemon Green water and the Ramyun cup before leaving the smoking zone.
Sangwoo knew well that it wasn’t over yet. He sat down at the counter and hugged his chest, looking at the screen. It wasn’t known how many minutes had passed when the notification sound became louder.
[Customer request number 22: Jelly fruits.]
Sangwoo grabbed the jelly from the shelf and headed towards the smoking zone.
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[1] Training a disobedient dog. “똥개, 훈련, : Tong-gae, Hoon-nyeon.” A proverb used to describe giving orders to perform tasks that are both difficult and easy or have no repeated meaning.