Where Su-Zu, a 17-year-old teenager who suffers day after day with her insecurities and traumas, must face those who had been causing her nightmares in the past days.
"It does not matter if the spheres fall or if the world is ending, I will always...
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Pressures, weapons and playful.
— Oh my God.
— Ae-Sol, do it quickly.
— I am so tired.
Since that day when First Lieutenant Lee had helped me improve my shooting technique, our classes and training sessions had continued regularly, without any altercations or anything notable in them, the only thing that stood out was that the minutes and the hours had been moving too quickly and that was when I knew how to identify that something theoretically strong was soon to happen. The question was, what could be that was going to happen? I had no idea.
Until today's training came.
Armed and unarmed firearms.
As if it were a coincidence, we had to train again with the physical education uniform, and after having changed and put on the necessary implements for today, we all went to the same room where we had carried out the previous physical education training armed and unarmed.
Althoughit seems strange, this exercise excites me and at the same time makes me nervous, I feel excited because I still have not forgotten the process that I memorized, while on the other hand I feel nervous to fail since I am too confident.
The training began normally until the last group arrived, which was made up of Ha-Na, Bo-Ra, Na-Ra, Woo-Taek and Ae-Sol, the latter was the cause of almost the entire class 3-2 was currently letting out sighs of exhaustion and anger, exactly for more or less two hours.
The reason?
Ae-Sol has not been able to complete the assembly of her firearm despite having already had two trainings of this type—which I consider something absolutely normal since everyone has very different times and ways of learning—the main point is that since she has achieved it, we all must stay in the room until she can finish it, which began to despair the majority and led them to behave in a despotic and unpleasant way with poor Ae-Sol, who was increasingly suffocated.
I sighed, tightening my fingers around Jang-Soo's left arm as I nodded to myself, licking my dry lips.
I understand them in part.
Since I am also feeling tired and my stomach has already started to hurt from how hungry I am, but I also put myself in her place and recognize that by pushing her to move on, all they achieve is a negative reaction in her.
— Do it well!
— Please.
— When does this end?
As I anticipated, Ae-Sol lost what little concentration she had left and dropped one of the many pieces of her firearm again, which caused most of our companions to let out a loud gasp of indignation, all knowing that such an action it only meant one thing.
