As Jeong-hwan came out of the auditorium with his family, Jeong-yeong-ju, who had been waiting, handed him a large bouquet of flowers.
“I’m late because of the traffic. Congratulations on your admission.”
"thank you!"
“Congratulations, congratulations.”
Grandma Youngshim, wearing thick clothes, was also there.
Jeong-hwan smiled brightly and hugged her tightly.
In a way, it was all thanks to Grandma Yeongsim that I was able to get to where I am today.
But Jeong Yeong-ju had been staring intently at someone for a while.
“Why are you like that?”
The person Jeong Yeong-ju was looking at was a woman of similar age, and that woman was also looking at Jeong Yeong-ju in the same way.
'what?'
Jeong-hwan frowned slightly.
The woman that Jeong Yeong-ju is looking at.
It was the same person who had a snowball fight at the entrance ceremony earlier.
Then someone grabbed the woman's hand tightly.
It was Hwang Su-yeon.
“Grandma. Do you know me?”
"no."
Park Ok-jung glared at Jeong Yeong-ju and Jeong Hwan alternately as if she was shooting lasers from her eyes, then quickly turned her head and walked in the other direction.
It was the same for Jeong Yeong-ju.
'What's the matter?'
Jeong-hwan was curious, but he didn't ask questions on purpose.
It was because it didn’t seem like Jeong Yeong-ju would answer easily even if asked.
“Okay. Now, all students, follow me.”
When Gu Cheol-woong shouted, Jeong-hwan turned his head.
“I’ll go up and take a look!”
When he bowed, his family members all waved their hands affectionately.
“Okay. Come straight home after school!”
“Congratulations, Jeong-hwan!”
***
A sycamore tree as thick as the school's history.
Jeong-hwan slowly scanned the large classroom that was difficult to capture in one glance.
Music and the sounds of students' violins and pianos resonated beautifully throughout the building.
The freshmen had already become close friends and were happily chatting and taking pictures of each other.
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Gu Cheol-woong snickered as he looked at those students.
'They say you're at an age where you can smile just by looking at falling leaves. I'm so jealous, I'm so jealous.'
Gu Cheol-woong cleared his throat and introduced the school to the students who followed him like chicks.
“Korea Arts High School underwent extensive remodeling 20 years ago by architect Park Myeong-shin, a graduate of the school.”
When Gu Cheol-woong mentioned the name Park Myeong-sin, several students opened their eyes wide.
“Park Myeong-shin? Isn’t that the guy who appeared on KBC’s ‘Talking about Architecture’ and ‘All About Things’?”
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