The moment I said it like that, what flashed into my mind was the past of my previous life.
I hated the rain so much.
Misfortunes came to me as if I had waited when it rained.
Even on the day my parents died.
Even on that day the debtors flocked to the funeral home.
Even on the day I spent my most saved college tuition on paying off my debts.
It rained without fail.
‘Oh, it’s raining again.’
One of the buildings sighed at the pouring rain.
There was a separate reason why I hated rain.
I hurried home like I was running.
“Phew.”
When I hurriedly opened the door, the inside was already full of water.
The room I live in was leaking every time it rained.
I was distraught to see the rain flowing non stop through the slightly open window.
I choked up when I saw rainwater, leaves, and cigarette butts rolling around on the floor.
This is the only place to rest.
“What the hell…”
‘What did I do wrong?’
I must be being subjected to this because I did something wrong.
I work without a single day’s rest between my evil boss and the bad customers, and my debt does not decrease.
A complaint began to come up from deep down and I exhaled heavily.
“Let’s get it together. What’s the point of being upset? That doesn’t change anything.”
Instead, the windows were closed to prevent rainwater from entering.
I brought a basin, caught the leaking water from the ceiling, and wiped the floor of the room with a mop.
After a long and hectic arrangement, the room was barely worth seeing.
My stomach growled this time as I flopped down on the floor.
“I’m hungry.”
I want to eat something warm on a day like this.
My staple food was dumpling triangle kimbap.
Even so, I couldn’t eat as much as I wanted because of the manager who was watching.
“But since I worked hard today, should we buy cup noodles?”
The ceiling was covered with black mold.
“In fact, the walls are full of them.”
‘Only.’
No matter how much you take care of it, the mold on the ring has become too easy.
So I was just living as a wallpaper.
There’s mold in the empty room, so it’s less lonely.
“How nice would it be if it was edible?”
While stretching out his arm, I found a raw cut on the inside of my arm.
It was a wound caused by a fall while working earlier.
“Ouch.”
The wound was a mess because it was wet and covered with trash.
