Childhood Friend Who Sees the Future Utters Nonsense

2 – The reason for the grunt

Perhaps Han Yuna looked at me for a while and sighed, as if she felt dumbfounded even after asking the question. The expression on his face was just like, ‘I’m talking about something.’ If she’s going to be dumbfounded when Jiji says her words, don’t bring her up in the first place.

“Are you tired after practicing hard yesterday? What nonsense are you talking about?”

When she went to pick me up after her practice at work yesterday, she groaned. Still, even though she usually rolled a little hard one day, it wasn’t enough to affect her condition the next day, but was she particularly strong yesterday? Otherwise, there is no evidence to support Han Yuna’s nonsense.

“No…. It’s just something kids often do. I was just asking in the same way as ‘what if’….”

“You? What is it?”

Somehow, when the atmosphere became interrogative of her, Hanyu, unlike a guy, recited an excuse in a very awkward tone. But even that was something I didn’t believe in as I knew Yuna Han’s personality well.

She’s a hanyu in the first place. To the point where she often complained about why she doesn’t have a dream when the people around her are idol trainees.

Anyway, that’s why she honestly didn’t feel the guy’s excuse this time. She’s honestly even bothered to think more.

What was she asking anyway? Oh, it was about what it would be like if we got married with a one-in-a-billion chance. Just imagining it is terrifying. It’s just a question why it reminds me of such a terrible scene from Friday morning to decorate the end of the week.

She still seemed to be waiting for an answer since her eyes were bright, and she seemed too lazy to ignore it, so she decided to answer in moderation. She is Hanyu anyway I believe she will give a similar answer to the same question She has no doubts.

“Anyway, it’s a marriage…. I wonder if it will be a catastrophe.”

“… Catastrophe?”

“Hey, just imagine. You and I always fight once a day, but does that continue after marriage? They say they fight and reconcile only when they are friends, but when they become a couple…. Ugh, I hate to think about it.”

Rather, when we are friends, there are points where we get angry with each other, and even if we fight because something annoys us, it will be resolved quickly if we take some time for ourselves for a few days. But after we got married, we lived in the same house and growled and noticed each other all the time, so if we aroused our anger more, I don’t think our feelings will soften.

Besides, what’s wrong with the child we had? The writers called parents are fighting over a fictitious day, but it’s fortunate that they don’t notice.

“So, is this the answer?”

Certainly, if it were Han Yuna, she would say, “I guess so?” And glanced down at her, but somehow her expression didn’t look right. As if he had eaten a whole melon, which he hated so much.

“Yes, I know very well. Well, what kind of marriage are you and I? What have I been doing for a while?”

She glared at me sharply with a shy expression. She openly expressed her affirmation with a sarcastic voice.

Why is that like that in the morning? I wonder if it’s a magical day, but from my memory it hasn’t come yet.

***

If anything, after asking Park Si-yoon such a stupid question, I blamed myself and walked all the way to school looking at the floor. On the way, I couldn’t even see the traffic lights properly, so Park Si-yoon prevented an accident, but somehow that pissed me off even more. I don’t know why either.

Yes, if you think about it, there is nothing to feel bad about. I should be rather happy if I agreed with the car I thought I wouldn’t date a guy like that, Han Yuna.

She controlled her mind and pushed the sliding door to her side, leaving Park Si-yoon alone who wanted to talk with her classmate next to her.

Drruck.

As expected, my best friend Subin, who was sitting by the window and chatting with someone, put her everything aside as soon as she saw me, and came over and shook her hand.

Correspondingly, Subin’s bobbed brown hair, revealing her friendly and charming personality, swayed in the wind that blew through her window. It’s probably the most beautiful natural brown hair color I’ve ever seen in my life.

“Yuna, hi.”

“No high.”

Grammar and the like are dogged greetings, but this is the common way of conversation between us.

“What happened this morning? Did the vocal teacher break you yesterday?”

Unsurprisingly, Subin, who recognized my mood with that one word, followed her to her desk and asked why she was in a good mood. With her bright eyes like a puppy that always has a lot of charm and a friendly way of speaking, just listening to her voice makes me feel healed.

In the meantime, when I’m in a good mood, most of the time I remember that there were many times when I was broken by the vocal teacher who called the tiger teacher at work the day before, and the attentiveness to mention the vocal teacher and caress me with a voice full of motherly love makes me tear up.

I’d rather get married to Subin than get married to Siyoon Park.

“It’s not like that…. No, that’s right.”

I was about to shake my head in a slightly relieved mood, but when I suddenly remembered that I had been broken by the vocalist yesterday, I ended up denying it.

Come to think of it, I was so broken yesterday by the teacher, why did I not feel so bad when I returned home? That’s interesting. Was there anything different from usual? I think I looked at my phone normally when I got home.

“No, what do you mean?”

“I don’t know. Anyway, I’m depressed today, so don’t touch me.”

“Is our Yuna-jin depressed? Ugh, otoke.”

Recently, while watching an animation with my younger brother, Subin even showed off her newly equipped Cheeks body while stroking her head with a tone that made me wonder if she was teasing me or comforting me. She’s honestly quite pissed off at her tone, but I’ll put up with it because the soft feel of her hair makes me happy.

Anyway, since it’s like this, I think I can fully understand the reason why men relieve their anger with one blow, saying, “Do you want to touch my breasts?” If Subin isn’t this size, she’ll be useless, but she is.

While enjoying Soobin’s caress and the warmth of her sunshine, she seemed to feel that my feelings were still not resolved, so Subin came up with an idea.

“If you feel so good, shall we run Kono today? Shiyoon and the three of us.”

“Kono… ? I’m not pulling.”

She likes to sing by herself besides practicing at work, but she’s not in the mood to go to karaoke today. Rather, it is the desire to go home, go to bed early, and end the day leisurely. It always feels like this on days when I haven’t practiced recently.

On the other hand, Subin seemed to want to somehow drag me to Kono to relieve her stress. With a sweet voice, she kept trying to seduce me.

Seriously, if I had seduced men with this voice, I would have seduced 100 men. She’s not just lamenting her long solo life, she’s got to act. I don’t understand why it’s in pacifist mode with dozens of good weapons equipped.

“Ah, Siyoon! Where have you been?”

I wondered if the voice that had been teasing me would calm down for a while, but Subin happily called him, as if Park Si-yoon had finally arrived. I was still lying face down on my desk in sleep mode, so I didn’t see Park Si-yoon come.

Listening to the conversation between the two of them in silence with only my ears erect, it felt like white noise, which made me feel quite happy. It would be nice if the sunlight was warm and my body was tired, so I could just sleep like this.

“I went to get some books that I lent to the class next door for a while. More than that, why is Han Yuna doing that?”

“I don’t know, I’m feeling down today. What happened?”

Yes, a very big thing. But Park Si-yoon will answer that she doesn’t know at all. Because you wouldn’t know in the first place.

“It’s not me. He was talking nonsense in the morning, so I thought his condition was not normal.”

“Is that bullsh*t? What is that?”

Huh? Wait for a sec. Why does the story go that way? Hey, Park Si-yoon You didn’t mean to say that, did you? I would die of depression for making a dark history in the morning, but if Subin found out about it, I really….

“No, suddenly the two of us decided….”

“Wow!”

As if my earnest wishes could not be heard, I jumped up and screamed at Park Si-yoon’s act of trying to expose my dark history without changing my complexion and burying his voice. Thanks to that, I could feel the attention of the people around me, but I wasn’t ashamed at all considering that it was a sacrifice of a cow for the sake of the generation.

No, isn’t that crazy? Of course, it’s my fault for talking nonsense since morning, but how can I try to say something like that in front of the kids? Aren’t you ashamed of yourself? It’s obvious that the kids will say ‘Hwii!’ And tease you if you’ve already planned your wedding.

“Yuna, what’s wrong? All of a sudden you scream.”

Anyway, Park Si-yoon’s exposure of the dark history was fortunately preventable, but the aggro attracted by the sudden shouting had to be dealt with, so I quickly thought of an appropriate excuse.

“Ah…. Bird, come to think of it, Kono pulled it! Huh! I was thinking of clearing my throat a little before I go!”

“Huh? You want to go to Kono? He said he wasn’t going until just now….”

“Oh no! I’m a little tired, but I still want to go. Shall we do a duet together?”

“It’s me. There were a lot of songs I wanted to sing together, but you were busy these days so I couldn’t say anything.”

A smile bloomed on Subin’s face, and my conscience was pricked for no reason. Actually, I was just saying these words to cover up the situation somehow, but since he likes me so much, I feel like a bad b*tch taking advantage of my friends…. No, it’s all Park Si-yoon’s fault!

“What kind of guy did you loosen his neck 9 hours ahead of time?”

Today, as if it were Park Si-yoon who only looks mean, he tackled my excuses, but I decided to push ahead with shamelessness and snorted without changing my face color.

“Noisy, I can solve it. Originally, pros prepare in advance, right?”

“Oh, you’re talking about debuting, right?”

That’s real! See, I just want to debut. Even if I go there and ask for an autograph, and somehow try to get a spot as a friend of a celebrity, let’s see if I blink an eye.

Yesterday, it was too late at night after practice, so I asked him to come pick him up just once, and he insisted that he never come.

You don’t even have soup, Park Si-yoon, let’s see. What kind of marriage is marrying someone like you? After all, it was clear that it was a dream, not a precognitive dream. It is not explained otherwise.

I was glaring at Park Si-yoon with a spirited feeling, but I relaxed my eyes only after confirming that the homeroom teacher opened the sliding door and came in leisurely. I have no choice but to soothe this sweet heart at karaoke today.