Today’s lunch menu at Daeryung High School was army stew with bean sprouts, sweet steamed chicken, and macaroni salad with square steamed egg and a bunch of apples. It’s not enough that the side dishes change every day, but meat was also served again! After staring at the unfamiliar menu for a while, Jaegyeom finished the meal militantly with one arm raised as if guarding the plate like yesterday.
In the meantime, Cho Youngwoo’s mouth was as if a dam had burst. To him, who was thirsty for a conversation with a friend, Jaegyeom was like sweet rain. Besides, he had a strange bond with him because of yesterday’s incident, so he had said everything. Jaegyeom found Cho Youngwoo, who talked nonstop, cute. He was like Mesani…
He was worried about what would happen if he dug more than necessary into yesterday’s incident, but fortunately, Cho Youngwoo didn’t say much about it. He was a naive guy in many ways. He thought that it wouldn’t be bad for him to hang out with Cho Youngwoo in moderation for the time being. Anyway, it would be a month at most.
Thanks to the fact that there was still plenty of time left for lunch break after the meal, Cho Youngwoo suggested to Jaegyeom a trip to the snack bar. Arriving at the store, the two decided to have a cold ice cream. When he opened the freezer, cold air flowed out that made his skin feel cold.
“Jaegyeom, did you choose?”
While Jaegyeom hesitated, Cho Youngwoo had already chosen an ice cream he wanted to eat without much hesitation. The inside of the store was crowded with people awaiting dessert after their meal. Jaegyeom, who had been hit by the students, put his hand in the freezer and took out what he had roughly grabbed onto.
“Oh! I was contemplating between this and that, and I chose this one.”
“Hehe, it worked out”, Cho Youngwoo laughed. Jaegyeom looked at Cho Youngwoo’s once and then at his own, alternately. Papico and soda flavoured Bbongtta. Somehow, both of them chose a popsicle. After paying the bill, the two came out of the store and slowly walked across the playground.
The sunlight poured down brilliantly into every corner of the schoolyard.
Cho Youngwoo and Jaegyeom sat side by side on a bench in the shade of a tree. Cho Youngwoo threw the popsicle he was holding into his thigh. Pa! Jaegyeom, surprised for a moment, looked at him with a puzzled expression. The top of the wrapper was torn off by the impact, revealing the top of the popsicle.
Ohh…
Jaegyeom, who was looking sideways at Cho Youngwoo, grabbed the Bbongtta that he was holding secretly. Pa! Then, just like Cho Youngwoo’s Papico, the light blue top of the Bbongtta popped out. Jaegyeom’s first experience with a popsicle brought a smile to his lips. Cho Youngwoo grabbed the top and twisted it. Jaegyeom also imitated the same. The frozen top came off neatly.
“Jaegyeom. Do you want to exchange?”
“Sure.”
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“Oh, Cho Youngwoo. Did you make friends with the transfer student?”
Lee Juyeol, who had been watching Cho Youngwoo and Jaegyeom, pretended to be familiar them.
“Ah… Juyeol-ah. Hi.”
Cho Youngwoo awkwardly greeted him.
Lee Juyeol, who was flapping the hem of his white T-shirt to chase away the heat, at some point turned to the popsicle in Cho Youngwoo’s hand. “Oh. You’re eating popsicles?” He grabbed Cho Youngwoo’s wrist.
“Just one bite for me.”
“Uh… uh?”
Lee Juyeol tried to pull Cho Youngwoo’s wrist to his mouth. In response, Cho Youngwoo subconsciously struggled against his grip weakly. What’s more, he hadn’t even put it in his mouth yet. Then Lee Juyeol smiled and tapped Cho Youngwoo on the shoulder.
“Give me some, I’m thirsty right now and I’m going to die. We’re friends anyway so what’s wrong?”
Lee Juyeol acted like a best friend only when he felt selfish. He was at the centre of the so-called kids who play around. He set the tone for the class, and when he was in a bad mood, he would take it out on the younger kids. It wasn’t just Cho Youngwoo who had suffered at the hands of Lee Juyeol, but most of the kids in the class.
Through the rustling wrapper, the coldness of the ice cream was reaching his palms. Cho Youngwoo, who hesitated, let go of his hand. Yes, it was only 1,000 won. It was like avoiding poop because it’s scary or avoiding it because it’s dirty. Lee Juyeol was about to snatch the popsicle from Cho Youngwoo’s hand.
“Hey.”
He turned his head at the low voice he heard from the side. Jaegyeom put the popsicle in his mouth and took out his wallet from his pocket. It was a luxurious leather wallet that Jeongju had bought for him. He took out a bill from his wallet and handed it to Lee Juyeol.
“Buy and eat. With this.”
It was a stiff 10,000 won bill. Jaegyeom waved the bill and signalled for him to take it. At the same time, he also gestured in the direction of the snack bar. At the unexpected windfall, Lee Juyeol shook off Cho Youngwoo’s wrist without regret.
“Wow, hey. transfer student. Are you giving this to me?”
“Yeah.”
“You’re not just lending it?”
“Yeah. No. Take it all.”
Lee Juyeol asked with a flushed face, and took the bill Jaegyeom gave him. At most, it’s a popsicle, but he was given 10,000 won. Startled, Cho Youngwoo looked at Jaegyeom. It was a passive expression of wanting to stop him. But Jaegyeom’s expression remained indifferent.
“Hey, Youngwoo! if you made such a good friend, huh, you should have told me.”
“…”
“Transfer student, no, was your name Kim Jaegyeom? You look like a pretty guy. To be honest, I was a bit annoyed? After all, people aren’t all about appearances. Dude, aren’t you a big guy?”
Excited about the unexpected gain, Lee Juyeol grinned, holding the tip of the banknote with both hands and savoring King Sejong’s face. It was as if he was admiring a painting, not money.
“You won’t change your words later? It’s free money, right?”
Lee Juyeol fussed and asked again. Jaegyeom murmured with an annoyed expression.
“Yes. I said so.”
It was the moment when Lee Juyeol was about to put the bill into his pocket,
“It’s charity for you.”
Jaegyeom added while squeezing the popsicle in his hand. Lee Juyeol, who was laughing, stopped moving. Cho Youngwoo widened his eyes and looked at Jaegyeom. Just like the cold popsicle, the atmosphere also became cold and frozen. Jaegyeom put the moderately melted soda-flavored Bbongtta in his mouth.
“…”
“…”
A brief silence followed. Time passed slowly,
“Hey, what did you just say?”
Lee Juyeol grabbed Jaegyeom by the collar with a reddened face. Surprised, Cho Youngwoo hurriedly grabbed his hand, but Lee Juyeol pushed Jaegyeom back. Thanks to this, Jaegyeom lost his balance and fell behind his bench and fell into the flower bed.
“What did you just say, you son of a bitch!”
Waiting for Lee Juyeol to pick up the ball, the kids who were playing on the playground felt an unusual atmosphere from afar and rushed to a fight. Blood rushed to Lee Juyeol’s neck as he cursed. The kids hurriedly began to tear him off, and his attempt to rush at Jaegyeom with a sigh seemed to be futile. But then,
“Ugh!”
A soccer ball flew out of nowhere and hit Jaegyeom in the face. Lee Juyeol, who wanted to turn his back on the children’s dissuasion, unexpectedly kicked a soccer ball at Jaegyeom. The soccer ball hit him right in the face at close range, resulting in a disastrous double nosebleed.
It’s hilarious 😁 I like the way he speaks. Thank you!
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