The Best of Tomorrow [ 내일의 으뜸]

Chapter 9

The door closed with a clanging sound and I stood side by side in front of the Jagam snack bar with Seonjae. As soon as I left the snack bar, the starting bell rang.

"Thank you for the refund... ... ."

I nodded, bowed my head, greeted Seonjae, and took the first step. Thump, thump, I nervously stepped on the ground, suppressed the urge to walk, and distorted my face.

The owner of the snack bar, who had been quietly looking at Seonjae and me a little while ago, said, 'If you add 1,500 won to 5,000 won, it's 6,500 won! What that student ate was exactly 6,500 won worth!' As he shouted, all the numbers were revealed. I waved my hand with a puzzled face, and Seonjae looked at my table, which was completely empty, leaving behind three pieces of kimbap.

Seonjae looked at me with a puzzled expression. I couldn't say that wasn't it, so I just kept licking my lips and said, 'A student from Jagam High School stole my bag.' He said as if he was crying. Seonjae lifted his wrist and looked at his watch. He took the 5,000 won back, put it in his pocket, and paid with a card. I thought, isn't this an ordeal? Isn't this what they call an ordeal?

"student! "I left this behind!"

I looked back to see if he was calling me, and the owner of the snack bar was holding a gym uniform and waving it like a Taegeukgi. Next to him, Seonjae, who had not yet left the snack bar, stood still, looking at me with his hands in his pockets.

"I sold it back to him!"

I shouted like that and ran. The place we arrived at after running hard was not our house or school, but an empty lot behind the auditorium of Jagam High School. It must have been a wonderful day.

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The bell rang to end class. Now that 6th period was over, it was cleaning time. After sitting down with her back against the wall, he straightened her knees and stood up, dusting her ass. She grabbed the broom and dustpan from the cart. She felt like a character buying weapons at the item shop. A basic character that just created an ID and doesn't have anything. There is nothing to gain and nothing to lose. So, this is the kind of user who goes into a room with kids dressed up in paid items, starts yelling at them, and gets kicked out.

I put my shirt inside my gym pants and started walking. She planned to take advantage of the cleaning break to slowly walk down the hallway and look inside the classroom. I thought that if I had taken it back to class instead of throwing it away, the bag would have been hanging somewhere on a chair or desk. If you don't find it after looking around, you have to search the bathroom trash can, and if it isn't there, you have to look for that yellow head.

I entered the hallway. I felt nervous as I entered the hallway filled with students laughing and talking. Holding the broom by my side, I slowly walked down the hallway and scanned the classrooms. We examined everything from the 1st division to the 4th division.

I went from 1st grade to 10th grade, but it wasn't there. Now it was time to take a look at the second grade classroom.

I walked down the hallway, using the dustpan as a shield to cover my face. I stopped close to the window and looked around the classroom. I think I just saw it. She turned her body and placed her forehead against the window to look into the classroom.

That, that, that is correct, crazy, why is it there.

Even though I was saying it internally, I was so shocked that I stammered. There was no clock on the wall where the clock should have been hanging, but my bag was hanging there. What is this, a public execution? Why is it hanging like that? I couldn't bring myself to open the window, so I pressed my face against the glass and looked around the bag. A yellow head was sitting on the desk right below where the bag was hanging.