Novelist Running Through Time - Chapter 186



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The Novelist Who Leapt Through Time Episode 186

Unlike ordinary students, literature students’ entrance exam life takes place outside of school.

This week, I will participate in the Chungcheong-do Hundred-il Contest, and next week I will participate in the Gangwon-do Hundred-il Contest.

By following various competitions held in all eight provinces of the country all year round, one by one, one by one, one’s achievements are accumulated to be recorded in one’s life record.

As a result, I have the opportunity to meet children from other schools on a regular basis.

However, in this era when literature is dying, street dealers who wander around doing business are also the food.

This means that I only see the people I see every day.

Ahn Joo-hee was one of them.

– what? Why are you in first place again?

However, the reason why Ahn Joo-hee remains so special in my memory is somewhat different.

The reason I remember this guy is… … .

– It wasn’t even a notice…!

It was ‘cheap’.

EP 11-All kinds

I have many memories of hearing abusive language from Ahn Joo-hee, but that doesn’t mean that Ahn Joo-hee was a complete human being with poor eyesight, dirty eyes, and a trash personality.

Ahn Joo-hee had poor eyesight, fierce eyes, and a vicious personality, but she still wrote well.

So, I guess I’m just an average student of literature.

A trashy personality? Why is that a disadvantage? For that to be a disadvantage, literature students must have an average personality, but broken character is a tradition of literature students.

Before Ahn Joo-hee’s personality becomes a weak point, all students of literature have voluntarily developed their personality in advance, so Ahn Joo-hee can be said to be a student of literature without any shortcomings.

Of course, Koo Hak-jun is an exception.

It is still a mystery, even to me, a time traveler, why Koo Hak-jun, who must have been through all kinds of hardships in this world, stays sane and does not go crazy like Park Chang-woon… … .

anyway.

Therefore, Ahn Joo-hee, who has no shortcomings and writes well, should have been treated as an SSS-level prospect right away, swept all the literary awards in the country, and been treated as the second Gu Yu-bin.

But Heaven gave birth to An Joo-hee and Gu Yuna and me.

I’m a little embarrassed to admit it to myself… … .

As a student, I learned all kinds of social darkness, such as poverty, divorce, abortion, miscarriage, kidnapping, gangsters, sexual crimes, etc., from daycare sources, and was instilled in real time with the ‘literary inspiration’ of group violence in the dormitory.

And Gu Yu-na, who was born simply as ‘Gu Yu-na’,’s double-combination was truly invincible.

After our literary talent reached a certain level, we swept first and second place in almost all of the contests.

The only difference is who takes first place, but since high school, it seems like Gu Yuna and I have mostly dominated the awards.

Therefore, Ahn Joo-hee is usually… .

I took 3rd place.

And literature awards usually do not select gold, silver, and bronze medals, but instead select the grand prize, gold, and silver medals.

Usually, there is only one person for the grand prize and gold award, but from the silver award onwards, the number increases to two or three.

Therefore, even though Ahn Ju-hee had a decent literary ability, she had a somewhat subtle history of receiving awards.

In this way, Ahn Joo-hee ceased to be Ahn Joo-hee, the pride of the Korean literary world, and ended up being Ahn Joo-hee, the pride of Ansan, Gyeonggi-do.

But what can you do? That they can’t write better than us.

All Ahn Joo-hee could do was to grumble and lose her temper when the winner was selected.

-Why are you the grand prize winner again? I can’t admit it!

The problem always arose here.

I’m a weakling, and if I fight with a guy who went to arts high school and whose parents are still alive, it’s obvious that all I’ll hear is ‘He’s an orphan and just goes around fighting,’ so I just endure it…

– hey. glasses.

– Well, what… ?!

Gu Yuna does not tolerate it.

Every time Ahn Joo-hee behaves violently, he gets up and approaches her.

And then… … .

* * *

“Ugh… !”

A dizzying memory came to mind and I stumbled for a moment, and a startled sound came from around me.

Ji-seop Moon, who quickly jumped out and grabbed me, said worriedly.

“Inseop! what’s the matter!”

“Oh, it’s nothing. A brief headache… … .”

At this time, Ahn Joo-hee, who is meeting me for the first time, is surprised and worried.

“Why, why, suddenly? “What’s wrong with you?!”

I pretended it was because I couldn’t sleep and sat down on Moon Ji-seop’s desk.

But when I see An Joo-hee still looking at me with concern, my feelings become complicated.

I looked at An Joo-hee with pitiful eyes.

“what? Why are you suddenly looking at me like that… ?”

“No, nothing…” ”

“what. From a while ago, everything was nothing… ”

Even now, it’s obvious just by looking at her and holding her tongue in an unpleasant way, but Ahn Joo-hee was a person who received a lot of ‘etiquette training’ to the extent that she could be said to be Gu Yu-na’s special punching bag.

So, from some point on, I started to tremble just by looking at Gu Yuna, but the problem was that I couldn’t control that guy’s temper, so he started fighting again after I placed third.

Then Gu Yuna doesn’t hold back and does it again… …

“Ugh… !”

“Inseop!”

“Oh really! “Why do you keep doing that?”

Anyway, Ahn Joo-hee was such an unfortunate person that I wondered if she had committed some kind of crime in her past life.

I somehow got involved with Gu Yuna…

Of course, Ji had an inferiority complex and always argued with Gu Yuna, but still…

You feel sorry for the child when you see him being treated like that…

“Ugh… … ”

“Do you really know me?! “Why do you keep sighing when you look at other people’s faces? Damn!”

I felt very strange when Ahn Joo-hee, who used to foam at the mouth and act viciously whenever she saw me, was treating me as if she was seeing me for the first time.

It was a Chihuahua that I avoided because of its foul temper, but I wonder if even that kind of Chihuahua developed an dislike for it.

This guy’s personality was obvious anyway, so I just gave him lip service to make him feel better.

“then. know. “You often win awards in the daily contest.”

“… !!!”

It scratched the most itchy part of Ahn Joo-hee’s bloated self-consciousness, a person with a sense of inferiority.

The effect was amazing.

Ahn Joo-hee’s expression changed in three stages as if she was launching a rocket, and what I read through my mind-reading skills was as follows.

Step 1, surprise.

– what? Writer knows me?!

Stage 2, Joy.

– what! Writer knows me – !!!

Step 3, wow.

– under… . me… . really. Ah, what is it? (Ruffling his hair) Does the writer know me? ha… .

This flow of emotion was so clearly visible on my face that it made me feel bad.

I didn’t want to see Ahn Joo-hee, who was intoxicated with her own coolness and was twitching the corner of her mouth and tousling her perfectly fine hair, so I moved the conversation to the next topic.

“so. what’s the matter?”

“Oh, huh? “What’s going on?”

This kid, it seems like his brain was reset just because I praised him once… .

“You came very close to me. “Did you have something to say?”

“ah! It did!”

“… … ”

“… “Keuhum!”

As I looked at him in silence, Ahn Joo-hee cleared her throat and avoided my gaze.

I guess he, too, feels ashamed of his disgrace just now.

However, shame is something that only those with upright conscience feel, but Ahn Joo-hee has no conscience.

Ahn Joo-hee quickly got over the feeling of shame and immediately approached me with a business.

“you.”

Suddenly, Ahn Joo-hee’s index finger is aimed at my forehead.

“What are the conditions for joining that prestigious club?”

“?”

“I heard you have a rampaging division. “Pop culture blah club.”

Amid anxious looks pouring in from all directions, Ahn Joo-hee challenged me with the spirit of a bison.

“It’s a bit too much to not even accept applications for student club membership, so let’s go for an interview somewhere. “How great is this club of talented writers.”

“… … ”

“If you just heard the rumors, they say it’s an inner circle that only active celebrities join? But when I heard that Moon Ji-seop also went there, I became a little curious. They say they came from the same orphanage as you? “Are you sure this is a club that only people who are loyal to you can join?”

In that case, I’m a little disappointed – Ahn Joo-hee ended her speech with the words.

And then he grinned awkwardly.

‘What, are they fighting?’, ‘Why is Ahn Joo-hee like that?’, ‘I don’t know, she must be crazy…’ ‘ In the midst of such a murmur.

I answered Ahn Joo-hee.

“Follow me.”

An Joo-hee, who heard my answer, said ‘Nice!’ He laughed, and then appeared to have a straight face again, trying not to lose in a battle of wits.

I turned my back on An Joo-hee and headed toward my destination.

I leave the noisy classroom and walk slowly down the hallway.

When I and I were left alone, Ahn Joo-hee, who was following me, spoke in a voice that seemed to be trying to hide her nervousness.

“Test… Are you going to do it?”

“… … ”

“What kind of test is it? “You can tell me.”

“… … ”

“… … is it. Is it a secret? “I’m very nervous.”

“… … ”

Ahn Joo-hee swallowed dry saliva, hiding her nervousness with sharp words.

Soon, I and Moon Chang headed to the teacher’s office.

And I received a piece of paper from Teacher Park Chang-woon, who greeted me warmly.

I handed it out to Ahn Joo-hee.

“Now, write it down.”

“… ?”

“name.”

Joohee Ahn suddenly wrote her name and student number on the document.

I said as I took the papers and pen from her and took them with me.

“Sign up is complete.”

“to.”

An Joo-hee looked at me with a face full of despair.

‘This is the end… ?’ It was an expression that could be interpreted as such.

So this is the end, what on earth is there?

Anyway, he has a very strange personality, both then and now… .

* * *

Ahn Joo-hee, who returned to the classroom, was looking very sad.

As I returned to my seat and sat down, my partner, Ji-seop Moon, asked me a question.

“Are you signed up?”

“Do not talk to me… ”

Their sharp eyes can be intimidating, but in the world of children, a few weeks is enough time to build enough friendships to overcome your grumpy friends.

“Ah, did it work? Did it not work?”

“It’s okay, don’t talk to me… ”

“oh! Let’s do well in the future!”

Ji-seop Moon continued talking until the end, and Joo-hee Ahn fell down with a muttering, “Ugh.”

Instead of Ahn Joo-hee, who was in a near-death state, Moon Ji-seop spoke to the two female students sitting in front of him.

“Guys, let’s join Daemunyeon. Isn’t the Popular Culture and Arts Research Club a scarier place than you think? Senior Kim Byeol is also very pretty, and Min Hyo-min from Benibis is also very pretty. Hyo-chan is also nice. It’s easy to sign up, and look, even Joohee Ahn accepts it.”

Ahn Joo-hee, who was lying face down on the desk, hit Ji-seop Moon on the forearm.

Meanwhile, Moon Ji-seop was staring intently at the two female students he had become quite close to.

Strangely enough, they seemed reluctant to join Daemunyeon.

It was the same this time too.

The strong-looking female student kept her mouth shut, and the delicate-looking female student responded by stroking her friend’s forearm.

“Sorry, we’re trying to find another club… ”

In response to the answer that came back with an awkward smile, Ji-seop Moon finally asked the question he had been intentionally avoiding.

“why? They said we were in the same class at Baekhak Arts Middle School for three years. “Aren’t you friends with Inseop too?”

Whenever Ji-seop Moon talked to these two female students, he sometimes seemed to feel a strange sense of distance.

These were Baekhak Ye Middle School’s friends who had been in the same class as Moon Chang for three years.

Nevertheless, to them, the writer was not ‘Inseop’ but a writer.

Moon Ji-seop’s sensitive interpersonal skills did not encourage delving into this strange sense of distance, but rather, his curiosity grew.

Why on earth do they shy away from writers?

The answer came back.

“Not a friend.”

“huh?”

“I’m not a friend.”

A short answer that seemed annoying was followed by another person’s answer that was relatively docile, but not so detailed in its content.

“Yes. that’s right. We are writers… Not a friend. “I’m just a colleague who has been in the same department for three years.”

“what?”

Moon Ji-seop’s puzzled expression contained the question, ‘Does that make sense?’

Nevertheless, the calm female student’s answer was firm.

“huh. Are you sure. “He doesn’t even know our names?”

“No, that’s… ”

“Anyway, we’ll find another club. sorry.”

Just like that, the two female students ended their conversation one-sidedly.

Moon Ji-seop’s expression as he stared at the back of their heads still revealed his curiosity about the unanswered question.

“… … ”

Ahn Joo-hee, who was lying down next to Moon Ji-seop, was quietly listening to this strange conversation.

* * *

Having lived a rough life in a rough world, I am confident that I have become well-versed in observing people.

I feel like children who grew up with somewhat shitty parents have a good grasp of their parents’ psychological state, but…

Anyway, since people in the world treat me like shit, I can say that my knack for paying attention to what people are thinking has definitely improved.

So Ji-seop Moon and Joo-hee Ahn have something to say about me…

I immediately noticed the suspicious look in his eyes.

“what’s the matter?”

“… !”

“… !”

Both of them are startled by the question.

So, I tried to ask him, ‘Why are you opening your eyes like that?’, but he sounded like he was arguing, so I decided to just ignore it.

So, I took the two people and headed to the popular culture and arts research club room.

I tend to recommend Baekhak Arts Middle School, Baekhak Arts High School, or club activities.

Therefore, club activities are active and large, and surprisingly, Kim Byeol overcame the fierce competition and secured a large-sized club room.

The Cannes Best Actress Award seems scary.

When I think about it, it’s a bit strange that what I was able to do with the power of winning the Cannes Best Actress Award was to win a high school club room…

Anyway, even though Kim Byeol worked hard to save it, it still doesn’t feel as good as the slightly old club room at Baekhak Arts Middle School.

I took Moon Ji-seop and Ahn Joo-hee to that club room.

When I open the sliding door, what I see are the faces I see every day anyway.

I skipped the greetings and got straight to the point.

“I brought in two new members.”

“?”

Kim Byeol, our second manager, was sitting in a comfortable chair and tapping away at his smartphone.

He was silent for a moment with a question mark above his head.

Soon, he stood up with great strength.

“hey! “How can you accept a new employee without talking to the manager?”

“Now that the first manager has returned, the second manager has to step down.”

“As soon as he arrived, he started talking nonsense again, you arrogant… !”

Just as Kim Byeol was about to say something.

Ahn Joo-hee, who was hesitant next to me, suddenly started shaking! I was surprised and took a step back.

“Hehe… !”

Not only does he take a step back, but he also makes a strange groaning sound.

At this time, I felt something ominous.

If you think about it carefully…

The probability that ‘that being’ and Ahn Joo-hee had known each other beforehand was by no means zero.

That’s because Gu Yuna was a decent fighter even before she met me.

If Gu Yuna and Ahn Joo Hee have ever met in a place where I am not present,

Ahn Joo-hee must have lashed out at Gu Yu-na and then started a fight.

After that,

of course-

“hey. glasses.”

As if to prove that my guess was correct.

Hiding in the shadows in the corner of the club room,

‘It’ appeared.

“Why are you here?”

From the look in Gu Yuna’s eyes as she said that,

Red eyes filled with murder seemed to shine.