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Episode 056: The Price of Poverty (1)

“I appear!”

Yuna Kim said as she entered her classroom. Then one of the people in the office opened her mouth with a bright smile.

"Hi. It’s been a while, Yuna?”

Yuna Kim, slightly bewildered by the sudden sound of a woman's voice, looked at the direction her voice was coming from with a vigilant look.

Then she went there.

There was Eunsol smiling brightly.

“Uh, huh? Eunsol-ssi?”

In an instant, Yuna Kim's expression, like her poisonous cat, melted away.

She even looked at Eunsol as if she couldn't believe her, she said. Then Eunsol nodded her head slightly.

“Sam! long time no see! This is the first time since I bought makgeolli, right?”

Yuna Kim ran towards her Eunsol and opened her mouth.

Then, Eunsol smiled slightly awkwardly. Perhaps it was a shameful memory, and a slight blush appeared on her pure white face.

“That… maybe? But Yuna, you can’t drink makgeolli…”

The moment Eunsol tries to excuse something. Yuna Kim, who rushes to her, grabs Eunsol's hand and starts to shake her up and down. Surprised by her sudden skinship, Eunsol widened her eyes.

“Sam. So, are you going to our school? Hehe, that's fine."

Yuna Kim looked at her Eunsol with her dazzling eyes and nodded her head.

Then, she started pouring out small stories like ‘I was bored because there were only male teachers’ and ‘Now we can go eat something delicious’.

Then, Eunsol looked at her with a puzzled expression on her face.

Jun-young, who was looking at the two of them, smiled and opened her mouth.

“Yuna stop.”

Yuna Kim, who was constantly chatting with her, looked at her with an expression as if she was asking why she was calling.

“Eunsol is not going to our academy ‘yet’.”

Junyoung shakes her head and says. Yuna Kim began to grumble with her disappointing expression on her face.

“Oh, why? Eunsol sir! Don't do that, go to our school! It would be nice if we had classes and broadcasts together!”

Then she smiled softly as if Eunsol was in trouble. She looked at Yuna Kim and opened her mouth as if Jun-young, who was looking at her, was not funny.

“Don’t say anything strange. Why is Eunsol doing a broadcast? You have to ‘class’.”

In an instant, Yuna Kim realized that she was giving Junyoung a special strength when she said certain words from before.

A deep smile hung on Kim Yuna's lips. She has the expression that Kim Jun-young will understand why she is like that without telling her.

“Ah, then you can do ‘class’ and ‘broadcast’! It is a global waste of talent for someone like Eunsol to only teach classes! To be honest, I think Eunsol is prettier than Nayoon Son, right? Isn't it Sam?"

As Yuna Kim finished her words, she looked at Junyoung with her soft eyes.

Then Eunsol also looks at Junyoung with a slightly nervous expression. Seeing the two of them, Jun-young smiled and opened her mouth.

“It is.”

He nodded her head and said.

Because the person who has to attend Jun-young's academy is more important than the person who isn't here.

In addition, she wasn't pushed by Eunsol's Son Na-yun by her looks or atmosphere, so she was able to answer comfortably.

When Jun-young answered with kindness, Yuna smiled brightly. Then, as if Eunsol was relieved a little, a smile formed on her lips.

"Yes? That’s why it’s really great to broadcast with Eunsol.”Yuna Kim said loudly as if she was going to hit a wedge.

Jun-young nodded her head gently and looked at her Eun-sol. Eunsol, who received Junyoung's gaze, smiled awkwardly and lowered her gaze.

“Still, that’s for later. ‘For now,’ you’re at another academy.”

When Jun-young spoke with a sad expression, Yuna Kim made a similar expression.

At this point, the acting was believable even if it was written separately.

Unsurprisingly, Eunsol saw the two of them and shook her head slightly.

“Ah… I quit school this time.”

In an instant, a smile of conversion appeared on the faces of Jun-young and her Yun-a, who were looking at her.

After confirming that their predictions were correct, the two look back at each other.

But that expression disappears in an instant.

“Oh, how come…”

As Jun-young spoke in her slightly sad tone, Eun-sol opened her mouth with a faint smile.

“It wasn’t quite right for me. ok what I took this opportunity to do things I couldn't do because I didn't have time to do it, and meet friends..."

She said with a bright expression, as if she was uneasy.

No matter what happened after Jun-young quit, she looked like Jun-young had no regrets more than she expected.

OK.

"that is great. Then there is nothing more to say! Joon-Young! Contract quickly!”

Yuna Kim said while holding Eunsol's hand.

As if she was afraid that Eunsol might run away, her body was already clinging to Eunsol.

Then, Eunsol smiled softly and looked at her Yuna. She looked at her younger sister, who had a large age gap.

Joon-young looked at the two of them and smiled lightly.

If Junyoung was also Eunsol, it was a great welcome.

It was because she was a person who could be trusted with all of her career, academic background, and ability to care for students.

She had seen her work harder as she received the best treatment from her former academy, and she knew that no matter how much she gave her, she knew that she would benefit herself more than that. .

So she was in a situation where she had to shout ‘go’ even if she couldn’t eat in this situation.

Kim Jun-young, who had organized her thoughts, slowly opened her mouth.

"Teacher···"

* * *

'Teacher. Come with us.’

Eunsol recalled what Junyoung had said a week ago. She then felt the ambient air warming up, which had been slightly cooler.

‘I will do my best to treat you.’

Eunsol smiled slightly.

In fact, the treatment didn't really matter. No, it was important, but it was true that there was something more important than that.

‘I really want to work together.’

Eunsol looked at Joon-young, who was tapping her keyboard. His straight-lined side face caught her eye.

'like.'

She smiled and took a sip of her warm cocoa that Joon-young had brewed.

Her warm, sweet liquid gently caressed her tongue.

It was a sweet taste that I couldn't feel at the academy I had been to before.

She put down the cup.

And she remembered what she had experienced during that time.

Jun-young's academy experienced for a week was something special.

first.

“Uh, did you all leave work early?”

“You left work late. What if the young man is later than the old me?”

“…Your uncle lives right next door.”

“Heh heh, then come in and live. Our house has a lot of rooms, so even if you ask me to come in and live, I don’t like it.

Joon-young, who saw the fight between the director and Ji-sung, intervened.

“Don’t be like that, hyung will go to the headmaster’s house too, right? Last time I heard, your brother-in-law said it would be good too?”

“Don’t say that… if that’s the case then I’ll run away from home every day.”

The gap between the director and instructors was narrow.

It was something that was rarely experienced at an academy that was entangled with contracts.

In general, private academies often have deep gaps between executives, desks, and instructors that cannot be filled.

Because of that, whenever I saw the director, Ji-sung, and Jun-young, who sometimes added a word, Eunsol was amazed.

They are people who can't be so serious when they are separated from each other, but when they are put together, they are smiling and talking with each other, but it doesn't suit them.

Thanks to this, I didn't have a headache because of the conflict in the academy.

The only serious conflict was when choosing the dinner menu.

Besides.

“Hello, teacher Junyoung, teacher Eunsol, teacher director, and teacher Jisung!”

“What kind of greeting is that?”

"why! If you only do it once, it’s a shame!”

"whoever?"

"I!"

"OMG······."

The students were also close to the teachers.

In particular, in the case of Yeon and Park Il-han, who came in now, it was almost like living in an academy even if there were no classes after school.

In other academies, there were many cases where teachers and students were close.

However, it was only a friendship between the instructor and the student.

It was not so common to hang out with people in the academy even when there was no class like Yeon or Park Il-han.

And finally, the most unusual thing is...

“Il-han-ah, how are you doing?”

“Ah, Sam! Aww!!!”

Eunsol teased Park Il-han and looked at Kim Jun-young, who was smiling.

* * *

She was in class.

It was the season for preparing for the final exam, so the students were conducting their classes quite tightly.“Now, the first thing to check in this part is the poetic speaker’s situation and emotion……”

Repeated lectures and problem-solving could be boring at first glance, but the students were following along quite well to see if it was effective to talk about how important high school records are.

However, not all students were focused on the class.

“Suhan-ah! Let's focus, focus."

As I said, the eyes of the students turned to Park Soo-han.

the front of the classroom.

Park Soo-han, who was seated in the most conspicuous position, was particularly unable to concentrate on class today.

Normally, the guy who listened while using a recorder to avoid missing even a single word of what I was saying was, for some reason, writing strange graffiti or scribbles in his notebook without taking notes, let alone recording.

"sorry···"

The boy nodded with a blank expression on his face. No matter how you look at it, there was something on his face.

Even though I was angry, I was worried when the guy, who was a corpse except for the pretentiousness, showed such powerlessness.

“Why, what’s going on?”

After having the other students solve the problem, I approached Park Soo-han and asked.

Then, Park Soo-han, who was writing a pen on the textbook pretending to solve the problem for a moment, raises his head and looks up at me.

“No, there is none.”

There was no expression at all.

The dark eyes with a bitter expression were telling him that there was a big problem with his life.

“What is missing? I'm just looking at it. What? Is that what you are talking about now?”

When I talk with my voice shut, the guy just nods his head without answering anything.

Then he ruffles his hair with his hands, as if in a moment of contemplation, and speaks to me with his slightly red eyes.

“Sam.”

The guy raised his voice and called me. I nodded his head as if to tell him.

Then he uttered something he hadn't thought of.

“A love that hurts too much isn’t love, right?”

what?

In an instant, the eyes of the students in the classroom turned to Park Soo-han. They were making faces that sounded like some kind of smut.

But Park Soo-han smiled bitterly as if he didn't care whether they had that kind of expression on them or not.

“Ha, love is bittersweet.”

The boy let out a squeaky word without getting tired.

Then I saw some of the students in the classroom shivering and trembling.

Some of the students would have seizures if no more slurred words came out of this guy's mouth.

I had no choice but to tell the students to solve the problem, and I took him out of the classroom.

"What are you talking about. Don't be joking, what are you doing today?"

When I asked in a serious voice, Park Soo-han sighed with a slightly depressed face. Then he starts talking in a small voice.

“It’s true, sir…”

Then he started talking about what happened at school these days.

“It’s like that, so I don’t know what to do these days……”

After speaking, Park Soo-han had a face mixed with anger and selfishness.

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