To Our Pure Little Beauty

Their youth part 2

It was the summer break after their high school entrance examinations. The results were out around end July. Out of the two high schools in their town, both Lisa and Jungkook got into the better one – Yi High. It sounds that it was nothing amazing when said in this manner. How about, both Lisa and Jungkook got into the town’s best high school – Yi High! Yes, that’s better. It’s necessary to leave out some words some times.

Jungkook left for his grandmother’s house for summer vacation the moment exams ended. His results weren’t bad, and there’s no need to check it up because news like ‘town’s mayor’s son got first in the entire town’ will travel as fast as ‘Kwang Soo's son stole Jaesuk’s son bicycle’ or ‘Hadong’s daughter got into a relationship and had to abort her baby’. This three news took the podium for the highest search ranking in the market. On the other hand, Lisa was worrying for half a month about not being able to go to the same school as Jungkook, she even slimmed down from worrying.

After knowing her results she led a carefree and worriless life. There was no holiday homework and she could go to the same school as Jungkook, how could life get any better?

Time flew past during holidays, although Lisa didn’t see Jungkook for a month plus, she didn’t exactly miss him either. Probably because the TV shows during holidays were too enticing, from Doraemon and Full House, Lisa was so busy.

[ T/N : Doraemon is love ]

One day while Lisa was watching Big G kick Nobi into a sewerage, her mum came to tell her that someone called and was looking for her, she even said that the person sounded like a teacher. She was grumbling about which teacher would call her, and she walked to pick up the call. 

“Hello.”

Lisa said, “Who… uh who are you?”

“It’s me.” A hoarse voice came through.

Lisa frowned, “Is it Teacher Lee?”

Teacher Lee is an arts teacher in school, his biggest achievement was that his art was once showcased in the town’s hall, and he was a widely known smoker. His catchphrase is “You think I’m smoking? I’m actually not, I’m just admiring the smoke and fog dispersing into nothing in an artiste’s life.” Hence this teacher’s nickname is ‘artiste’s life’. It seems like he took the chance to open an art tutorial class during the summer break, and called student’s house to talk highly about art. As a third-year junior high graduate who had nothing to do, they were the prime targets to instill the culture of art.

There was silence on the phone, Lisa took opportunity from the silence to think of ways to reject artiste’s life but at the same time not to harm artiste’s life’s artiste spirit.

Before Lisa could think of a tactful way to reject, the voice spoke again, “I am Jungkook.”

“Ah?” Lisa was shocked, she subconsciously blabbered, “How can Jungkook’s voice be so awful?”

Another silence, Lisa couldn’t control but asked, “Just who are you? You can’t possibly really be Jungkook?”

“I am.”

….

Lisa frantically tried to mend the pen after losing the sheep, “no, I didn’t mean to say your voice is awful, I’m just saying it sound very mature, very unique.” 

“I know, you don’t have to say anymore.” Jungkook said.

Lisa was anxious, “No, my mum said that boys around this age will break their voice, your voice really isn’t extremely awful, our fat class monitor’s voice sounds like a ghost was strangling him, yours sounds most like a duck…..”