When I quit my job, my co-workers became obsessed with me - When I quit my job, my co-workers became obsessed with me chapter 41

The man was not very talkative. Of course, there were more than before, but I still kept my mouth shut and quiet unless someone spoke to me first.

He was an uninteresting person who didn’t respond even when the children who became addicted to the drug spit out naughty words.

Why are you saying this all of a sudden? Because that’s what I promised. If you’re going to hate it, find the right reason and dislike it. And based on that, I persuade my sister to get rid of the man.

Otherwise, I’m not much different from the people I hated.

The man was reading a book at the rooftop pavilion every break.

I should have wondered what kind of book it was, but I thought it must be a novel. More than that, I wanted to smell the rain on the roof for even one second longer.

However, one day while I was sleeping, I heard a strange noise in my ear. It’s different from the sound of rain. It was a little more muffled, and it felt like magic.

When I opened my eyes slightly out of curiosity, the man in front of me was muttering something while reading a book.

It was a little creepy. Because I thought you were putting a curse on me. But it turned out that the book, the dialogue repertoire, was collected.

Somehow I heard that my speaking skills have improved recently, but I was practicing while looking at such an absurd book behind me.

How can such a sloppy man set the tone in front of the kids again and pretend to be a blunt teacher… … Now it felt like I had caught my weakness.

Still, it felt a bit pitiful to attack with it, so I quietly listened. Because I had a hard time holding back my laughter.

Seriously, why am I so scared of this insignificant person? The moment I had that thought, everything I had done so far seemed to be in vain.

The man was no longer scary to me, and he wasn’t even angry.

just… … poor person?

So, in front of this person, you can stand without thinking. There is no need to think about something, and there is no need to pay attention.

Just closing your eyes quietly listening to the sound of rain. That’s enough for this person. I just thought so.

It must have been around that time when I told my sister that I was working at the same academy as that person.

You wouldn’t say you forgot. Knowing that my attitude had changed from before, my older sister poked me on the shoulder and secretly asked for consent, saying, ‘Aren’t you a bad person?’

Even though my sister was giggling like that, if I wentssip about him even a little bit, I started crying.

How cute was that… … . But thinking that it was an expression I would not have seen if it hadn’t been for that man, I got grumpy again.

Also, that man is my enemy. If I go to the academy today, I have to pretend that the man was muttering while reading a book. Your face will be very red. I’m complaining just thinking about it.

As I spent every day thinking like that, at some point, the special lectures and summer vacation were over.

But I kept going to school. It was also because Nari unnie continued to be busy even after the special lecture was over, but somehow… … That’s right.

I did not want to lose the children I was teaching because it was difficult. I was worried about leaving it to the man.

No, it’s a bit embarrassing to come and tell you now, but it’s worth it… … I think I was feeling that.

Anyway, back then, every day was really enjoyable and fun.

Yes, I did… … .

Suddenly it happened.

That day too, I was on my way to the academy after attending lectures without thinking. Then I looked at my phone without thinking.

It was a chat from a classmate who only knew his face. Next, older sisters and older brothers who only know faces… … Shortly thereafter, the cell phone began to ring non-stop.

Yu Ga-ryun is a woman who ignores others and lives on her own taste. Yuga-ryun manages the fishery. Yu Ga-ryun would have slept with the professor.

Yu Ga-ryun spreads her legs to any man.

My story that I don’t know, told by people I’ve never been able to talk to properly.

A post that captured a group chat room where such stories came and went was a confession of conscience and was posted on the school bamboo forest page.

I was dumbfounded. I know it’s my story, but something didn’t feel right. Not long after, I got a call from the student council president’s sister and the department office. are you ok

If you ask me if I’m okay, I don’t think anything of it.

I will contact the page manager right away and take action to delete it. We will track down the informant who spread sensitive posts without the victim’s consent… … Yes. Please. thank you.

I decided to hang up the phone in moderation and go to the academy. I didn’t do anything particularly wrong, and there’s nothing I can do right now. The comments are also criticizing the informant and group chat room members.

Yes, such nonsense will soon be forgotten. That’s what I thought back then.

But this… … As time goes by, I keep thinking about it. I keep thinking about it when I take a shower, when I lie down in bed, or when I eat.

When I think about it, the comments increase again. So my thoughts, sympathy, and opinions about me keep increasing.

Yes, it was a little, very bad. It was more frightening than I thought to hear how others see me.

My usual actions and words are reproduced at will by riding across people, and people who don’t know me in the community use my name and start fighting over whether it’s real or not… … .

I couldn’t go to school. My unnie said it was okay, but whenever I saw people’s faces, I kept thinking about them, so I got scared. If I do something, maybe it will be uploaded to the community again. what such

Suppressing that feeling, I managed to go to the department office. The informant was a female classmate who only knew her face.

He said he didn’t expect things to get so big. It’s funny to say that everything was done for me, if that’s the case, I’d say gossip and slander you.

After all, he was using me to bury someone he didn’t like.

I didn’t do anything, so why did this happen?

That’s right, why is it always like this? I don’t want much… … . Just taking classes, chatting with my sister, and going to the academy to teach the kids. That’s enough.

Was it because I didn’t go out for a drink? Did you offend me for not giving you a witty answer to a joke?

Suddenly, everything felt funny.

I thought it would be resolved if I sued, but it only increased my discomfort.

This can be sued, this cannot be sued. Yes Yes. Okay. But you don’t have to read it in front of me.

I was almost going crazy.

After asking the consent of the school and the office, I decided to take a week off from school. And as soon as the sun came up, I went up to the roof of the academy building.

It was raining at times. Tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk as usual.

But I mean, it didn’t smell like rain. It’s strange, it’s raining, but it doesn’t smell like rain.

I was so blankly sniffing it, and when it was time for class, I went to class… … .

The man was nowhere to be seen.

Why didn’t the person who valued children more than himself, even though it was clumsy, didn’t come? Curiosity continued with the tail biting its tail. And suddenly I had a thought.

Did the man see the post too?

The next day, the man came. It looked like he had injured his right cheek, and it looked like he had a large piece of gauze on it, but he really hated how he looked. No, I was really scared.

I don’t know, just.

Looking at you blankly is like contempt, or a frown. what is he

By the end of class, I felt like I was going crazy. A chat that announces unfamiliar texts, a supportive DM from someone you don’t even know… … .

I wanted to smash my phone.

In the end, even though class wasn’t over, I ran away and went up to the roof. But it didn’t rain.

But there’s nowhere else to go but here… … .

If only I could sleep comfortably while smelling the rain. As I sat in the pavilion and waited for the rain to make such a trivial wish, I heard a squeaking sound behind my back and someone came into the garden.

It was the man. He was breathing very heavily.

“… … .”

The man licked his lips as if he wanted to say something, but that was all. There was no sound coming out of the mouth.

“Did you see that too? Articles posted in the bamboo forest.”

The man avoided my gaze.

“To be honest, I think it’s all my karma. Because I got back what I did to them.”

I was sincere. From the first time I saw the article, I had a small hope that maybe the man had posted it to condemn me.

“Blinded by jealousy, he persistently tortures innocent people while roasting them… … And since I never properly apologized, I can’t help but feel angry at him, I thought.”

Rather, it made me want to ask why I hadn’t written such a post earlier.

“But, but I mean.”

My eyes were itchy.

“I mean, I didn’t do anything to them. People I didn’t even know until yesterday… … I only did bad things to that side.”

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The presumptuous thoughts of wanting to overcome the surf were not in vain. I grabbed the man’s collar and shook it, hoping it wouldn’t be washed away.

“I beg you. laugh at me Please tell me the people who posted the post were your friends. If not, please be friends with them from now on. Then I think I will feel better.”

“… … .”

“please.”

“I can’t.”

“why? why? why… … .”

I was overcome by the urge to smack the man in the face. The man who won’t listen to my earnest requests because of his hypocrisy.

“There is no reason for that, is there? Why are you telling such an obvious lie? Did I look so pitiful? Do other people see me that way? Can’t we all just say no if we don’t like it and say we like it if we like it? Is there any law that makes it illegal to speak frankly? It’s too complicated for me. It’s complicated and complicated, I think I’m going crazy. Now I don’t even know what to do. me… … .”

The man was staring at me, complaining like a crazy woman, as if in a very painful way.

“It’s scary.”

The man had a very painful expression on his face, as if a heavy iron ball came down and hit him in the head every time he spoke.

“I know very well how the words I have said will be received by the other party, and whether it seems that I am speaking too cheekily on a topic that I only know in a fragmentary way, and whether or not it will provoke other wounds.”

Grasping my trembling legs, the man slowly began to approach me, as if he was acrobatic on a single tightrope.

“I am still concerned. It wasn’t enough that he suddenly disappeared, so when I found him on the roof, it felt like my heart was flowing. I must have thought of something bad.”

The man’s face turned pale as if he was about to collapse, but he didn’t stop talking.

“why?”

I was really curious.

“I do not know. Me too, why am I doing this? But I… … I hate to see him suffer because of such a trivial post.”

“… … .”

“I can’t just stand there looking at you.”

“Is that all?”

“… … Yes.”

I missed my sister. If it was my older sister who was by my side right now, instead of using these stingy words, I would have given her wonderful advice that wouldn’t be awkward even if she appeared in a movie… … .

But, but I mean, sister.

“It’s really boring.”

“sorry… … .”

There was a smell of rain coming from somewhere. The sky is still still.

“And what is written there may be true.”

“How can someone who bullies them in childish ways that even elementary school students wouldn’t do?”

“… … Well.”

“Actually, I just hate complicated things. Even if that person really had that kind of heart, I would have thought that only what I saw was real. Because I’m a little, very stupid.”

A drop of sweat fell down the nape of the man’s scruffy smile. I just found out.

This man is afraid of people. Whether dealing with students or her older sister, her voice is always full of hesitation and trembling.

Yet you come towards me. Even though I was sweating profusely every time because of tension, somehow.

Of course, I don’t know why. It could be a simple sympathy, or it could be because she is close to me, so it could be to look good.

But does it matter? What really matters is that you did it. I endured the fear that I couldn’t even imagine, changed the values I had built up throughout my life, and even gave up my beliefs.

The moment I found out, I felt like I was going to fly away.

This man is different from other people who are not by my side when it really matters when he speaks out all kinds of rhetoric about picking the moon.

surrender. I will surrender. I can’t beat this. Now I have no choice but to admit it. Because I knew very well why my sister likes this person.

“That’s Okay. Okay, so stop grabbing your shit. Because everyone I see is hot.”

“… … Yes.”

“By the way, can I ask you one last question?”

It’s like this for me too, but how can I act in front of the older sister I really like?

“Why are you being nice to me?”

“That’s a little bit hard to say.”

“hurry. You can answer that to a degree. If you don’t tell me, I’m not coming down here.”

“… … I’m sorry.”

The man lowered his head and opened his mouth.

“Well, it may not be exactly the same, but I felt it from the first time I saw it. I thought this guy would hate me. I would have thought the same thing if I had been in that situation. Obviously.”

The figure looked very small for its size.

“I thought I should go. But I didn’t want to go out. It was the only place I had ever found.”

“So he accepted everything that bothered me.”

“Yeah, I thought that was the least of it. But, that.”

“Whatever, if you have something to say, please do it quickly and quickly. Because it’s frustrating.”

“Even so, when we met at the academy, it was really creepy. The thought of hanging out with him all day made me feel like it was all over.”

It sounds like a rude person.

“But as time went on, I realized that he was a really great person. It’s not enough to come early every day and do research work, so you have to organize your class materials thoroughly. I can’t do that.”

Finally, the man scratched his cheek and opened his mouth carefully.

“So I don’t know if at some point I felt like I wanted to get to know him without even knowing it. Regardless of Seolha, I thought he was a really nice person.”

“… … .”

“sorry. It’s a little creepy, even when I think about it.”

What do I say when I hear that story?

I was really like a child. That’s what I thought. What have I done to this person so far?

Why didn’t I think of talking about it like this before?

“Sorry.”

When I woke up, I had those words in my mouth.

“Yes? what suddenly.”

“Just, that’s all. I’m sorry for everything I’ve done so far. Hearing that, I thought I was really ugly.”

“So, even if it was me… … .”

“Okay, so stop it. I’m not going to talk about it any more. That’s it.”

So I decided to reach out.

“Now that we don’t stack up with each other, let’s get along well.”

With a sincere apology for what I’ve done to that person until now.

and… … I thought of it as an opportunity to repay the kindness I had received from my older sister.

I shouldn’t have done that.