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Boyeong stood in front of the bulletin board, staring at the posters.

Babysitter for 5000 won an hour.

That'd be great, if she had kids.

Musician for hire, 20000 won a song.

A bit pricey for an amateur, she thought.

Tutor in all subjects, call for arrangements.

That was what she was looking for.

She could remember her teachers' and parent's words.

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"Honey, if you want to get into the top school, your grades are going to have to go up."

"I'm fourth in my class, I thought that was good, mother." 

"Not good enough! Boyeong, you have to be first to even be considered for the best schools."

"I've talked to your teachers, they've agreed that if you get a tutor you may be able to rise to 2nd in your class. Of course, if you really try hard enough, I know you can get to 1st."

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Fourth in her class just wasn't good enough.

It wasn't even about university; she was confident that she would get in with her scores, but she felt that she had to prove herself to her mom.

She swallowed back her pride and grabbed the little paper with the tutor's number on it.

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