-Im Nayoung-

-Joo Kyulkyung-

“This short story is the author's idea. There is no connection with the people in the story and in the images used as references."

This story is a fairy tale.

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At a high school

Sad atmosphere A joyful sorrow But for me it wasn't the picture in front of me of a Mathayom 6 senior. who are about to graduate from this school and enter university The music continued to play, creating sadness for the students and teachers at the farewell ceremony.

"Pinky, Teacher Kim is calling you." I was sitting in line waiting to give flowers. I had to remember to walk to the teacher.

"Teacher, what's wrong with you?"

"Um, Pinky, can you help me be the representative to deliver flowers? There's a shortage of people." We'll have a representative to give them soon.

"Oh, then..."

“Come on, there's no need to ask,” the teacher said, handing me a bright red rose and not giving me a chance to interrupt her.

"Stand here." She smiled brightly and arranged a place for me to stand.

"Uh." While I was forced to wait, I just prayed that I wouldn't have to give flowers to that woman. The woman's name was Im Nayoung, the hottest student council president. The woman had a calm face that didn't show any emotion but was very charming. It's not strange that everyone falls in love with you, including me... We know each other. The two of us only talk in chat. We talk in person, but not much. Even though it's just a conversation on the phone, it makes me fall in love with her incredibly, probably because she has a very calm face. So I don't dare talk to her in front of her. She always makes me feel so good that I want to be more than a senior-junior. But even then, I can only say to myself that between me and her, we can only be seniors. A junior who doesn't seem very close because she was never clear with me even though she was the one who started saying hello.

"Students in Row 1, walk." The teacher's voice made me bring my consciousness back to the real world. Then the row began to move until it reached my row.

Today was such a bad day because the sunbae in front of me was 'Im Nayoung'. I could only collect myself and hold the flowers to her. She only smiled a little in response but... When I was about to change ranks, a warm hand came to hold me.

"Thank you." Then she let go.

"Yes." I didn't know what to answer. My face didn't show any emotion, but my heart was pounding so hard it could almost burst out.

After the farewell ceremony was finished Mathayom 6 seniors had to attend the graduation ceremony while the other students studied as usual.

Wow!

The bell rang to signal the end of class and it was time for the next class. This was before the last class, so why didn't I want the day to end? Then an image of the morning's event flashed into my brain. I shook my head back and forth to get that image out of my head. and fell face down on the table Well, today is the last day.

"Kyulkyung, come see the teacher." The teacher opened the door. I, who was lying down, had to spring up immediately. Why did I get called so often today?

"What's wrong, teacher?"

"The student council president wants to see you. Please go find him."

"It's me." Oh, why do I have to hang out with you today?

"That's you. As for the next lesson, the teacher won't come. The teacher will teach instead." You go find him.”

"Yes." What will I have to face again? Even though I want to see your face every day and don't want you to graduate, I choose not to tell you my true feelings. Because I don't want to get hurt because you're hot so that only people who want you won't be interested in someone like me. And then I stopped in front of the 12th grade room. I stood and calmed myself for a while before opening the door.

"Please allow me." When I opened it, I saw her face: Im Nayoung, the person who hurt me the most with her ambiguity.

"Let's go take pictures first, Mr. Young," one of the elders said. Before everyone walked out

"Come here," she said, patting her lap. As if telling me to sit on her lap, I walked over to her easily but didn't sit on her lap like she wanted, just stood in front of her.

"..." I didn't say anything.

"Come here." She suddenly hugged my waist and pulled me down to sit on her lap with her two long arms still on my waist, not going anywhere, really spoiled. Right now my face is hot. I don't know how red my face will be because of your actions. Even though it hurts, people are shy.

"Ah, uh, if someone sees it, it won't be good."

"No one's going to see me," she said, resting her chin on my shoulder. I was a little startled, I had never really understood her actions.

"Why don't you reply to my chat?" Yes, I don't reply to your chat. I didn't even look at her face. Why? Because I didn't want to get hurt any more.

"Is something wrong? Hm?” She touched my cheek with her nose. Who doesn't think I have feelings?

"Oh, no."

"Hey, today is your last day at this school."

"Don't you want to say anything to me?" What do you want?

"I have to go back to school." I admit that I don't want to go yet and I want to stay like this for a long time. But I didn't want to get hurt, when I was about to walk away a small hand held me back. But I didn't turn around, just waiting for what she would say.

"Wait...I'm going to be your girlfriend." I turned around in shock. Shock mixed with happiness, the pain just now disappeared, all the emotions collided, leaving me speechless.

“We may only talk on the phone, we rarely talk in person. But I'm sure that you really love me. I promise that from now on you'll be more clear with me. Give me a chance, Kyulkyung-ah,” she said, holding my hand. Clear water flowed from the beautiful eyes. I was really allergic to the tears of the woman named Im Nayoung.

"Yes."

"I'm not crying. I love you too." I raised my hand and used my fingers to wipe away the clear water from the person in front of me. The person who is known as my 'boyfriend', the smile on my face cannot be lowered.

"I love you, my little one," she said, hugging me.

"Hey!" All of the Grade 12 seniors suddenly rushed into the room. Including Teacher Kim, what is this?

"Oh, I'm almost dying of excitement before I get a teacher," the teacher said jokingly.

"Teacher, thank you for helping me."

"You're welcome."

"What?" I couldn't understand the teacher's conversation with him.

"Pla" is amazing.

"What's wrong?" I put on a sincere face towards someone who has a secret.

"I agree, but I'll tell you later." He laughed again when he saw his funny expression.

"Hey, have you seen someone afraid of his wife?" the older man standing at the back of the room shouted as the man looked at Nayong's brother annoyedly.

"Here, I'll smack you upside down," she said, raising her hand as if to grab something across to the other side.

It's strange, we both have good feelings for each other, but we didn't dare tell each other until the 'last' day when we would see each other often. People are difficult, but if we choose to tell it, no matter what the answer is. It's still better than finding out on the 'last' day like this.

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