Chapter 119
Chapter 119
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 119
Chapter Title: The Help Paper Lie
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💬 Comments — Anonymous During break, Kang Da-hye with some random old dude lol — Anonymous The old dude pulls cash from his wallet and stuffs it in Kang Da-hye's pocket — Anonymous For real. Even remembers the exact date and place. I know who owns this handwriting.
When we were desk mates, this girl had scratched out my notes or doodled all over my textbook without asking more times than I could count.
Handwriting just like the owner's—pure unhinged scribbles—filling a whole page with a story about catching me hanging out with some random old guy.
Not exaggerated. Completely made up.
She's written a full-blown epic novel here. Like Tolstoy, Do Ha-jun!!!!!
"Crazy..."
My hands were shaking.
After confessing, I'd deliberately avoided even looking at Do Ha-jun because I couldn't stand the sight of her, but to think she'd pull something like this behind my back.
"Wow... Wow..."
XX! XXX! XX!
I gritted my teeth and protested.
"It's a lie. On the day written here, I was at Seo Jae-kyeom's house getting tutored with him. The tutor was Ju Do-hyeon, the student teacher who did his practice teaching here before..."
But hold on.
Even if I give an alibi like this, if Do Ha-jun insists she got the date wrong or swears she definitely saw it, there's nothing I can do.
I can't provide alibis for every single date.
So how am I supposed to prove my innocence?
Ugh! I'm losing my mind!
"Calm down, Da-hye."
The homeroom teacher made a soothing gesture as I turned red up to my neck and let out a hollow laugh.
"I didn't believe it from the start either."
The homeroom teacher glanced around the empty counseling room and lowered her voice.
"Truth is, after getting the Help Paper, we teachers had a meeting and decided to just pretend it never happened. We shredded and disposed of all of them. But while feeding them into the shredder, this one caught my eye..."
"..."
"I know the Help Paper is anonymous and we shouldn't show it to you kids, but this is just..."
"Yeah. It's a bit much."
A lot much.
Isn't this defamation by spreading false information?
"I wrestled with ignoring it dozens of times..."
"Yeah. I get it. I'll keep it secret."
I nodded to the homeroom teacher, who looked like she was about to lose her mind just like me.
Truthfully, from her position, the cleanest thing would be to pretend she never saw it, shred the Help Paper, and bury it.
'If I make a fuss about tracking down and punishing whoever wrote this, it'll put her in a tough spot.'
Showing it to me is a huge risk for her.
The fact that she took that risk means she thinks this crosses the line too.
It might not be the most teacherly choice, but I'm grateful anyway.
"Sorry. If I could, I'd drag the kid who wrote this in and discipline them."
"I feel the same, but..."
For now, it's anonymous, so pinning down the culprit is hard. (Of course, I know who it is! And it seems like she does too!)
'If she stubbornly insists she really saw it, there's no way to prove otherwise.'
No evidence it happened to her means no evidence it didn't to me. How do I prove it's false and punish Do Ha-jun?
In the process, it'll just spread bad rumors about me.
'Well, she must've seen something, so that's why... She wouldn't make up a total lie, right?' There'd definitely be at least a couple kids saying frustrating crap like that.
No matter how I turn it over in my head, it's a fight where I only lose.
Ugh...
To get screwed over like this by Do Ha-jun.
"I'm fine. Thanks for letting me know."
I tried to sound nonchalant, but inside I was boiling.
"No one else besides us teachers has seen this Help Paper, and we'll dispose of it right now. Don't worry about that."
"Yes. Thank you. I'll head out then."
I'm so pissed I need to down a shaved ice.
My hands trembled with rage as I slung my bag back on.
I went to open the door and leave.
"...But teacher. Is there really someone in second year doing that? You know... involved with an adult."
The homeroom teacher sighed at my question.
"I don't know. We're going crazy too. We didn't even get told who the parent was that tipped us off, but the principal and Mr. Yoon Sang-heon are making a huge fuss."
"Ah..."
"If you know anyone, Da-hye, tell them to come to me no matter what. If they don't trust me, send them to the counseling teacher. Okay?"
"Yep."
"Now that we've stirred everything up like this from the start, who's gonna open up to us teachers...? Da-hye, I really just wanna go home."
"Hang in there."
I left the counseling room, leaving the deeply sighing homeroom teacher behind.
I headed into the bathroom right in front of me.
After confirming no one was there, I calmly opened the window and unleashed a scream toward the hill behind the school.
"Arrrghhh!"
I'm so mad!
At this point, even if I challenge Do Ha-jun to a duel, they should cut me some slack, right?!
Good thing they decided to shred it, or I'd have been dragged around everywhere explaining myself and jumping out of my skin.
"From now on, I need to make alibis wherever I go."
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◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ "It's gonna rain."
"Anyone got an umbrella?"
"Just get wet. I'm late for academy."
"Where's Da-hye going?"
"Library then tutoring."
To Bang Eun-ji spamming me on KakaoTalk with 'That's not me, right?! ㅠㅠㅠㅠ', I replied not to worry while answering.
"Bye!"
"KakaoTalk me!"
"Sure!"
On my way to the bus stop after parting with my friends.
"Why's it gotta rain? Sky was so clear."
I grumbled, holding my bag over my head.
Then someone came up from behind and whoosh—covered my head with an umbrella... no, a parasol.
It was Jeong Eun-seong.
"Uh..."
I looked up at Jeong Eun-seong.
Obviously, the dainty lace parasol was fluttering, blocking the raindrops for me. While covering me, Jeong Eun-seong was getting completely soaked. His white short-sleeve shirt shoulder darkening with rain. I edged a bit closer to him, gauging his reaction.
"You didn't go home?"
"I was on my way but came back. It started raining."
"Ah, left your parasol at school?"
No answer, just a smile.
"How far did you go? I was here eating tteokbokki with the others for like an hour."
"Just somewhere nearby."
"You went but came back. Why not buy an umbrella at the convenience store."
"Trying to cut down on disposables and protect the environment. Where you headed, Kang Da-hye?"
"Was gonna go to the library, but think I'll swing by home first for an umbrella."
Before I knew it, we were at the bus stop. I folded the parasol, shook off the water, and sat on the bench next to Jeong Eun-seong.
"......"
First time seeing him since that tteokbokki day. He acted all weird earlier, spacing out, but now he's calm as ever.
So quirky...
"What're you looking at."
"Not you. The bus coming from behind."
"Yeah. Hurry and line up. Then you can sit."
"Okay."
I boarded the bus, glancing at Jeong Eun-seong. I took a window seat facing the stop and our eyes met with Jeong Eun-seong outside.
Jeong Eun-seong approached the side of the bus and tapped the window.
"What?"
I cracked the window open.
Through the gap, Jeong Eun-seong tossed in the shaken-off parasol.
"Use that till home."
"Hey! You!"
What about you!
But before I could say anything, Jeong Eun-seong ran off. Into the rain.
"Oh my!"
The lady next to me gasped.
"Reminds me of my husband when he was young! Back when I was dating him~"
"Haha..."
I smiled awkwardly and tucked away the parasol. I pulled out my phone from my pocket to at least KakaoTalk him.
Then, unbelievably, my eyes met Seo Jae-kyeom's, who was standing far off holding an umbrella.
My phone screen lit up at the same time.
-Missed Calls: Seo Jae-kyeom (3)
-Kang Da-hye, no umbrella? Let's go together. It's tutoring day anyway.
"Uh...!"
He came back looking for me?
But I'm already on the bus...!
I fumbled in panic.
Seo Jae-kyeom flung both the umbrella he was holding and the one he was under to the ground and started sprinting.
"Wha... Wha...!"
The bus is already leaving...!
Luckily, Seo Jae-kyeom wasn't a total idiot—he ran and caught the next bus still at the stop.
At the next stop, Seo Jae-kyeom transferred onto my bus, panting.
"Sit here, student!"
The lady who'd watched the whole thing gave up her seat. Seo Jae-kyeom thanked her and sat next to me.
Instead of his usual cologne, Seo Jae-kyeom—who'd run through the rain—smelled like wet grass. He swept back his soaked hair and grinned.
"Caught up to you."
"Good job."
The kid who used to get awkward just boarding the bus has grown up.
"I have no umbrella now. Gotta share yours."
"Okay......"
If two can share one parasol.
"Got it? If you ditch me, I'll get drenched. Pitifully."
"Fine."
"Haha!"
"Why are you so happy......"
He's lost it.
As I shook my head, the lady behind us whispered.
"Student, which one's the boyfriend? Tell auntie just a little."
Neither.
— Class 2-2 is really all girls >.< Ye-su-a So, everyone, is it Eun... or Gyeom...? 20:57