5. Obsession

The American breakfast was very tasty.

Grilled Bacon, drained of oil.

Fried egg fried in bacon grease.

Plus bread with jam and black coffee.

It couldn’t be said to be reassuring, but it was enough for breakfast.

Today, there was only one liberal arts class in class.

In addition, the class is over after only 3 hours of class from 9 o’clock.

It was empty all day from 12 noon.

So I thought it would be better to study in a class room or club room.

Department seniors and club seniors are kind, so they can’t watch the juniors studying.

It seemed that he would teach me the tips he knew in a thrifty way, then end his studies early and drag me to a drinking party.

And I’ll be drinking from the evening and running until dawn.

“……Huhhhhh…”

Kyunghee started to cry. He didn’t seem to think that the crying could bother me.

It seemed so. The fact that I treat Kyung-hee as an invisible person. To tell you what lies you’ve lied to.

It wasn’t something I could choose right now.

I hate being treated as an invisible person, and I hate telling lies.

Then, of course, I thought I would have no choice but to cry.

By the time I finished eating, washing the dishes, and getting ready to go out, Kyung-hee was still crying.

It was very sad.

I couldn’t figure out how the situation had come to this.

But I had no intention of backing down.

If he doesn’t properly take the initiative this time, he will be dragged around by Kyung-hee the whole time.

So, it was necessary to imprint on Kyung-hee.

Unless you fix that severe dependence. If you don’t break the habit of lying.

That means I won’t be talking to you in the future.

So I went out of the officetel without even saying hello as usual.

It seemed like it would be okay to call Park Jin-soo.

Anyway, if there was a drinking party, he would stick his butt in first, so I thought I could have a good time.

Besides, he was the one who lived closest to my officetel among other people.

However, taking classes is the priority, so I accelerated my steps.

The class wasn’t too difficult. Because it was an education on how to write a simple article.

For me who had experience in serialization, I only had to pay attention to how to cite papers.

As soon as I closed myself in my room and opened the book, I heard familiar voices.

Park Hyun-ah, Choi Il-hyun… And lastly, Park Jin-soo.

I thought about why those three were sticking together, and I remembered the news I heard recently.

So it seemed like they were grouped together in other liberal arts subjects.

It was a practice where we had to create and solve problems for each other, right?

I was confused because it was a story I heard at a drinking party.

“Hey, I guess who isn’t a study bug. Open the book first even after class is over?”

“I have to study. I’m not a genius like Mr. Sonu.”

“Ah, don’t call me a genius. Huh? It’s just a good trick.”

The eyes of Park Hyeon-ah and Choi Il-hyun frowned at the same time.

Knowing what Park Jin-soo’s trick was about, I couldn’t help but frown.

Remembering all the jokes the professor often makes, analyzing the highs and lows, and figuring out what problems might arise.

It was a feat that no ordinary person could ever do.

Besides that, there was some bullshit about analyzing the professor’s body language in class, but it didn’t matter.

“Huh? They share everything I analyze!”

Park Jin-soo burst into laughter.

I sighed as I listened to Park Hyun-ah and Choi Il-hyeon’s dumbfounded objection.

That’s right. Park Jin-su passed on his analysis to his acquaintances.

Of course, few people, including me, studied it properly.

At this point, there were students and seniors who thought it was strange not to be friends with Park Jin-soo.

“Let’s have a drink.”

“Jinsu, it’s 12:05 now.”

“Sheesh.”

Since he insists on the thesis that alcohol is the flower of college life, it is difficult to get along with.

He would have been a perfect friend if his liver could handle it, but he couldn’t do it with a normal liver.

More than that, I wondered if I was going to have a drink with my seniors later, but I was already thinking of filling my stomach.

Park Jin-soo nodded as if he hadn’t thought of that, then said let’s have lunch.

Choi Il-hyeon sat down and said he would study more, and Park Hyeon-ah asked to gather more friends and go to a restaurant.

And again, silence settled in the room.

Then, all of a sudden, I felt that I had to eat lunch.

I mean, to be exact, I think I should make lunch.

Kyunghee had a habit of eating on time.

He said he couldn’t help it because of his body, but it seemed that his father also played a role.

So, ever since I started living with Kyunghee, I used to eat on time.

But now I didn’t have to.

I’m going to treat you like an invisible person until Kyunghee tells you the truth.

Kyunghee can’t die. can’t die

Because you can’t die leaving me.

Kyung-hee is under a lot of stress just because she can’t talk to me.

Even if he impulsively harmed himself, it was clear that it would not lead to death.

The common cliché that says if you die like this, he will remember you for the rest of your life doesn’t work.

It could be expected that if he died like this, he would be engulfed in another fear of not being able to see him for the rest of his life.

It would be difficult if it exploded after that.

“What’s going on?”

“Huh? What?”

“No, it seems like you haven’t been able to concentrate since a while ago. I wondered if you were feeling unwell.”

“it’s okay.”

“I had a hospital case the other day, so if you have any concerns, tell me.”

“Are you really okay?”

“Hey, what are you worried about?”

“Girlfriend.”

“…………………………..”

That’s why I tried not to say it.

But it was something he had brought on himself, so he couldn’t help it.

Like that, Choi Il-hyeon lowered his head and babbled.

It seemed like it was about wanting to be a campus couple too.

Then an hour passed. Choi Il-hyeon got up and went out to eat alone.

Two hours passed. Park Hyun-ah, who came from another class, opened the book.

Three hours passed, four hours passed. The seniors rushed into the classroom and started talking.

Five hours passed, six hours passed.

“……………………………”

Stupidly, he was worried about Kyunghee.

I wondered if I had eaten properly by now.

I was worried that he might still be crying.

However, I pressed down on those feelings and sorted them out, and closed the book.

“Let’s go get a drink, Siwoo.”

“Yes, senior.”

“Huh? Studying is good, but when you’re playing, you have to play.”

“It’s the weekend tomorrow, so you want to play until dawn?”

“Our department is an elite engineering student, so this is a handicap, isn’t it?”

“Yes.”

Fortunately, his thoughts toward Kyung-hee quickly disappeared.

Before long, a stimulating wave rushed into the empty mind.

After eating the deliciously spicy giblet hotpot, it seemed that my anxious mind disappeared.

But it didn’t completely disappear, so I poured alcohol into it.

Originally, my main role at drinking parties was tidying up.

Sending seniors and classmates who can’t tell how many fingers they have home, and sending Park Jin-soo back to his relatives’ house.

It was such a role.

But today I didn’t really want to take on such a role.

Rather, I wanted to be a role like Park Jin-soo, who raises the mood while drinking heavily.

Then, I suddenly thought that Kyung-hee would not like it if I went in with the smell of alcohol.

When I thought about that, I couldn’t let go of my mind and hang out at a drinking party.

I was forced to hang out until the 2nd and 3rd rounds, but everyone could tell that my mood was worse than usual.

Everyone was worried, but it was a little funny and sad that the atmosphere changed when Choi Il-hyun said it was a problem with his girlfriend.

There are more than ten people here, and it is said that none of them have a lover.

I calmed down those complicated and subtle emotions, and took my seniors and classmates in a taxi or saw them off.

I handed Park Jin-soo over to Park Jin-soo’s uncle who answered the phone for the last time, and I also walked to the officetel.

The agents stood at the door, expressionless.

The people who had bowed their heads to me until I left today were extremely suppressing their reactions.

And I could see why.

Kyung-hee was sitting in a daze over a puddle of blood.

It was the same posture as always, holding the legs with both arms.

“……Does it smell a lot? I’m sorry…”

Kyunghee didn’t look at me.

To be precise, I looked at someone in midair.

Then he started talking like it was me.

It was clear that he was in an extremely confused state.

I was talking while looking up to the left, then suddenly I was talking while looking back to the right.

Then, perhaps hearing the sound of the door closing, he fixed his eyes on me.

Scattered hair was visible. Kyunghee, who moved her body erratically, slowly stood up.

And red eyes shone.

Kyeong-hee walked towards us with her arms and legs soaked in blood.

Fortunately, it didn’t seem to be life threatening.

It’ll be okay because I directly said that I’m not going to die that much.

It was probably due to mental exhaustion.

Kyung-hee came up to 10cm right in front of me, but didn’t hug me.

He seemed to know that he couldn’t hold him.

Approaching without confessing a lie, rather, makes it disappear as much as it was.

He knew me because he had seen me for a while, so it seemed like he was like that.

I acted like I couldn’t smell the blood.

I washed up, went into my room, and locked the door.

Then I put an earphone in one ear and went to sleep.

We heard sobbing outside all night.