Chapter 117
Chapter 117
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 117
Chapter Title: 6th Period. Enfant Terrible
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"She's insane."
"But how did the parent even know about it?"
"They saw it while passing by."
"No, but how did the parent know it was our school's second-year student?"
"Maybe they recognized the face?"
"Then they would've named the person and class from the start when reporting it."
"Maybe they saw them going in wearing our school uniform? You can tell the grade by the name tag color."
"Do love hotels even let you in wearing a school uniform?"
"No idea."
"……."
Gyeong Se-in whispered beside me, where I hadn't said a single word.
"Da-hye, do you know who it is?"
"No, I don't."
I replied while unconsciously tilting my head to avoid looking toward where Bang Eun-ji sat.
The only person around me who's dated an adult is Bang Eun-ji.
But she broke up ages ago?
Did someone see them together back then? But why report it now?
Lots of people knew Bang Eun-ji dated a college student. What if they just write her name to cover for themselves? Would Bang Eun-ji get suspended?
Ye-su-a tilted her head and spoke up.
"But isn't that kinda weird? Someone could just falsely write the name of a kid they hate."
"Nah, no way."
"No way my ass. Do you really trust the personalities of kids at our school that much?"
"Well…."
"Then that kid has to prove it's not them."
"How do you prove it's not you?"
"No idea."
"That's disgusting."
Kim Ga-eun grimaced.
As someone who'd once shown kindness to a strange man only to get called a gold digger and worse, she couldn't feel good about this.
The others looked uneasy too.
Even back in the classroom, the kids were still buzzing about it.
"Jang Ji-won, was it you? You like guys."
"Nooo~~~ I only have my Su-hwan!"
Sigh.
"Guys, let's quiet down."
When I raised my voice, Jang Ji-won immediately shot back.
"Who are you to say?"
"…? I'm the class president."
"What? You're not class president anymore. Who are you to tell us to shut up?"
"Until we elect a new one for the second semester, I am."
Jang Ji-won just suspended me on her own.
Kang Da-hye... hayaha...!
There's someone else who should be dragged down. Spare me. I'm on your side.
"My alma mater, proud producer of the first impeached class president in constitutional history... Gogogo High School…."
The kids laughed at my dazed muttering.
Soon, the homeroom teacher came in and passed out papers.
"Okay, move your desks apart from your neighbors, cover with your arms so no one can see, and write whatever you want without holding back. As I said, no names needed."
"Be honest, honest!"
Don't hide for your friends! The hallway grew noisier as Class 1's homeroom teacher banged the walls with a wooden stick and shouted louder.
"No need to feel guilty! This isn't snitching on a friend—it's helping them! It's the Help Paper to aid a friend, got it?"
Wasn't she going back to her own class?
I sighed and took the "Help Paper" passed from the front.
Help Paper If you know of, witnessed, or heard about a friend dating an adult, write it here. (Include details like time and place as much as possible) *Anonymous, and confidentiality is strictly guaranteed. "If you're caught covering for someone, you'll get in trouble too!"
"……."
This wasn't right.
Yeah, this wasn't right.
I'm not defending minors dating adults. That's wrong. Helping them get out of it is correct.
But this wasn't helping. This was about punishing.
If I wrote someone's name here, would they really get the help they need?
"……."
My opinion that this was wrong might be mistaken.
If so, someone with the right view would correct it through dialogue and persuasion.
Until then.
"……."
I picked up my pen.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ Seo Hee, the homeroom teacher for Class 2-2, screamed internally.
Neighbors! This kid's my student!
She's insane.
She rarely used words like that as a teacher, but this was fucking awesome.
Jackpot.
She wanted to run out, wave a towel, draw all the attention, and brag.
Less than a year after getting hired, her sense of duty—buried under work—flared up again.
Ah, this is why I became a teacher.
But the other teachers in the staff room didn't share her reaction.
"Hah. What nonsense."
"It can't be Da-hye dating someone, right?"
"No way."
Veteran teachers, from an era when grabbing a student's hair in class was fine, chuckled as they passed the Help Paper around. Among them, the tactless PE teacher laughed loudly.
"Hahaha! But Da-hye's got some guts, huh? If only she had a better build, I'd recruit her for sports! Pow!"
"Oh Un-wan, Teacher. This isn't funny."
"Don't wanna say it, but merong merong—who wrote this? Ye-su-a?"
Right.
For reference, "Suspension is helping? Get lost" was Kim Ga-eun.
Seo Hee knew every kid's handwriting in her class but pretended not to.
And others too.
-XX XXXX If they get suspended, they won't break up with the adult—they'll get in deeper because they have no one to rely onㅡㅡ Think before handing out shit like this XX XXX
Do-yeon with the curses.
-This printed paper is a waste (electricity too) (ink too)
Protecting the environment!♧♣
That was Jeong Eun-seong.
-Do something about the history and literature teachers staggering drunk near school. You want names? Can I name you teachers too?
Seo Jae-kyeom.
"Should we deduct points from the ones who wrote half-assed…."
"How? It's anonymous."
"Match the handwriting."
"We said anonymous, but if we track down answers we don't like, it's not anonymous."
"Then we track them and just keep it among ourselves."
"Why track them then?"
Na Mun-gwa, who'd opposed the Help Paper from the start (Seo Hee thought the name sounded cultish), scolded the geography teacher.
While Math Teacher Na Mun-gwa and Geography Teacher Yoon Sang-heon argued, Seo Hee, along with Literature Teacher and History Teacher Yi Mong-ryong, kept quiet and watched.
Literature Teacher across the room caught her eye and messaged.
-Beat Mun-gwa Teacher
-Pow!
"Ugh, whatever. Drop it. I didn't like this from the start. We should be teaching kids to rely on and help each other, not this… Is this North Korea?"
"No…."
"Innocent kids getting called in on misunderstandings? That's a lifelong scar for them."
"Aigoo, Na Mun-gwa Teacher. Worrywart. If they're innocent, they'll clear it up. A little injustice and anger? Kids forget over time anyway."
No, Yoon Sang-heon Teacher. Kids never forget.
"Kids rebelling like this? Just call a few as examples, scare 'em till they cry. Ah, these days you'd get reported for that? Heh."
"……."
"Listen up, young teachers. Even if it's harder to be a teacher now than before, the essence is the same. Kids forget. Survive a few days, and they forget, the fuss dies down."
"……."
Sang-heon! I don't even want to be called your colleague! If kids forget that easily, why do adults still remember teachers from decades ago? Teachers who can't adapt to the new era like you should disappear!
Ha.
Even our mighty Class 2-2 kids were standing up like this—how embarrassing would it be if I, their homeroom teacher, stayed quiet?
Resolved, Seo Hee shot her hand up.
"Actually, I oppose this cult paper too."