Hwan Yoon-gu is a guy whose life is planned. Studies, immediate job, and all the gains from it. His mother, a perfectionist with a closet full of perfect masks, directs everything. However, she doesn't know how much they bother him, and how long Yoo...
I've never liked the sound of conversations during breaks. Then you should rest between lessons. Noise has always bothered me in this way. That's why I never parted with my headphones, thanks to which I could listen to calm music.
Hit me like a shot in the heart Never shoulda played you so hard Guess I played myself, that's my fault Uh, uh, uh
The main, longest break at school was just underway. I used to spend them with Chae-young in the cafeteria, but she got sick just like Taiki. In such situations, I locked myself in the psychology room, sat in the back room and ate my breakfast. It suited me because I could take a break from people. I was fed up with them many times.
As a member of the student council, I should be open to other students and help. Everyone sometimes gets fed up with their task, and hides in safe places, avoiding their duties. I was a person who was supposed to help others. I mainly got messages on Instagram. Recently, there have been more of them again. There were times when I was fed up with supporting others when I didn't get help myself. That's why I hid.
Sometimes I was also tired of pretending that I did not see the behavior of Hwang Youn-jae and his friends. They behaved badly on purpose, because I usually pointed them out. Only then did I start ignoring them because I was afraid of revealing the secret. They had been doing what they wanted for a long time, until someone else pointed them out. I was tired of pretending I didn't see them. That's why I hid.
And finally - I was tired of pretending that everything was okay. I was supposed to be happy. After all, I was a great student, and I was a member of the student council. I should show that these achievements make me happy. In addition, while supporting others, I had to look for positives that I often did not see myself. That's why I hid.
I slipped the empty fruit container into my bag. Many students never realized I was gone. They didn't want to talk to me. I didn't look for friends myself, and they saw me as a person they turned to with problems.
I started walking in circles in the office. I couldn't sit still knowing that I was about to have a lesson where I would have to pretend to be the perfect student. Someone I never was, and never wanted to be. Such a life of lies was exhausting enough.
I heard the sound of unlocking the door to the room. The psychology teacher who taught in this room knew that I sometimes spent breaks here. That's why I didn't have to worry about causing myself problems. However, I preferred to pretend to be a diligent student. In the blink of an eye, I took out a psychology book, pretending to study.
- Good morning, Professor.
The woman entered the back room. I didn't pay attention to her everyday, elegant clothes and firm face expression. I gave her a learned smile as she said:
- We need to talk.
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