Yuri Kim sent text messages this morning.
[Yuri Kim] From the looks of the general bulletin board, I think people from the art department, oriental painting activity group, and your fans wille and see you……
[Yuri Kim] Let’s go to school with all our ssmates in case too many peoplee!
[Yuri Kim] I’m really sorry, Green<i>I should’ve been more careful…… because of me you got meanments and madeing to school difficult for you……</i>
<i>Yesterday, the ss president, Yuri Kim, posted on the general bulletin board of the Eun-kwang High webmunity about Teacher’s day.</i>
<i>Green Min got involved in a keyboard battle of thements in that post.</i>
<i>‘It’s not Yuri’s fault. There are so many weirdos on the inte.’</i>
<i>When Green Min was an active artist, there were human garbages who nitpicked her on the most outrageous things.</i>
<i>This time, it was about how Green Min giarized herself, so it wasn’t much of a problem.</i>
<i>Green Min replied that it was fine.</i>
<i>[Yuri Kim] Still sorry tho…… I’ll take bagel chips and maple milk tea as an apology tomorrow. Let’s eat with the others!</i>
<i>[Yuri Kim] Then see you in front of the main gate 〉▽〈?</i>
<i>Turning off the hologram, Green prepared to go to school.</i>
<i>She wore AR sses on a hooded jumper.</i>
<i>Then shoes that can handle Green Min’s psychic and physical abilities.</i>
<i>Green Min, fully prepared, inhaled deeply and opened her front door.</i>
<i>However, someone was standing there.</i>
<i>“Oh my god!”</i>
<i>In front of the startled Green Min stood a tall figure with dark bags under his eyes, Dae-seok Song.</i>
<i>“Since when have you been there? What’s going on?”</i>
<i>Dae-seok Song did not answer.</i>
<i>Green Min and Dae-seok Song were friends even before kindergarten.</i>
<i>Even without his answer, Green could see why Dae-seok came.</i>
<i>‘He’s seeing me off.’</i>
<i>Dae-seok, who doesn’t evene out of his room most of the time, came here for her.</i>
<i>He was smiling, his face pale from theck of sunlight.</i>
<i>Green asked hesitantly.</i>
<i>“Don’t you want to go to school with me? The kids in our ss are all nice. Our homeroom teacher is Mr. Geun-hyung Ham.”</i>
<i>Dae-seok shook his head.</i>
<i>Green’s shoulders drooped as she saw his reaction.</i>
<i>Green thought that if she built up the courage and went to school first, he would be able toe with her.</i>
<i>‘I guess it’s something I can’t fix……’</i>
<i>Green forced her voice into a cheery one.</i>
<i>“I’m going toe home after the core courses in the morning, the one I have with our ssmates only. I’ll go to your house in the afternoon.”</i>
<i>“All right.”</i>
<i>Dae-seok said, in a hoarse voice.</i>
<i>Today, Dae-seok will probably be watching satellite observation data alone -again- in his room.</i>
<i>Just like art took Green Min’s heart, Dae-seok Song was obsessed with the yer’s satellite.</i>
<i>Thinking of Song Dae-seok’s back when he watches the monitor in the darkroom, Min Green felt like crying.</i>
<i>“See you soon.”</i>
<i>“Come back home safe.”</i>
<i>After parting ways with Dae-seok, Green chose a route with minimum people and began running.</i>
<i>As she was running, her head was filled with worries about her childhood friend.</i>
<i>* * *</i>
<i>Monday morning.</i>
<i>The day after the review writing of the first-grade ss 0’s Teacher’s day and thements exploded with artist Green Min’s art.</i>
<i>Yuri Kim suggested that we gather at the front gate and move together just in case, and all of the children in the ss agreed.</i>
<i>Normally, I moved directly from the dorm area to the grade 1 building, but today I headed towards the front door.</i>
<i>‘I came too early.’</i>
<i>In front of the clock tower at the front gate of Eun-kwang high.</i>
<i>The clock showed me there was too much time left.</i>
<i>I should do something while waiting.</i>
<i>‘Let’s write aint against Tanrae Middle School.’</i>
<i>Tanrae Middle School was badly underdeveloped.</i>
<i>The teachers and parents’ association treated Hyodon Maeng, who had a great award records, and his third-grade teacher horribly.</i>
<i>It seemed objectively suspicious, and in addition to that, subjectively my personal feelings were strongly against them.</i>
<i>In the game, It was often described what Hyodon had gone through in junior high school.</i>
<i>The game gave us a bucket load of shit that way, but as it was a nationally effed-up game, it didn’t give any solutions.</i>
<i>‘Let’s do it thoroughly.’</i>
<i>I opened the bulletin board of the financial disclosure of the Ministry of Education website.</i>
<i>I was checking the appropriations statement of the main budget, the additional state budget, and the closing statement of Tanrae middle school and writing aint.</i>
<i>Thud, thud.</i>
<i>With lifeless footsteps, a swarm of zombies appeared near Cheonik mountain.</i>
<i>‘What the hell is that!’</i>
<i>I squinted to get a better look, and I noticed that the zombies were wearing school uniforms or gym suits.</i>
<i>The clothes were school uniforms, but their face was dusty, and they looked bad, like a beggar, a rouge, or a zombie.</i>
<i>Their namete color indicated that they were third graders.</i>
<i>I heard students buzzing about.</i>
<i>“I think they’re third-year seniors.”</i>
<i>“OMG, why are they dressed like beggars?”</i>
<i>“……That’s third-grade ss 0.”</i>
<i>“The madmen who threw the gauntlet at their homeroom teacher?”</i>
<i>About twenty students of third-grade ss 0 walked lifelessly under the stare of the students.</i>
<i>They stood in front of the main gate’s clock tower.</i>
<i>“What’s up with them on a Monday?”</i>
<i>“Why are you filming that?”</i>
<i>“I felt like I had to record it.”</i>
<i>“What? What is that?”</i>
<i>The student who looked the most shitty came out to the front.</i>
<i>That person- no, zombie- used an item card.</i>
<i>Zooooom-!</i>
<i>The item used by the zombie king was a psychic re fired up into the sky.</i>
<i>The zombie king who shot that made psychic waves and molded the re lights into letters.</i>
<i>I was surprised by the sophisticated control of the wave, but the finished letters were just absurd.</i>
<i>[We] 3rd Grade ss 0 Defeated [Surrender]</i>
<i>What they did was a deration of surrender in front of the main gate clock tower.</i>
<i>‘They wanted to surrender LIKE THAT?’</i>
<i>By the looks on their faces, none of them liked this.</i>
<i>And yet it was amazing to dere surrender in such a striking way.</i>
<i>They really lived up to their nickname, the #1 troublemakers of Eun-kwang High, third-grade ss 0.</i>
<i>“Hi Ui-shin! Wow, Ms. Yeon-hwa Lim won.”</i>
<i>“Hello! I saw the re during my flight, so I came in a hurry.”</i>
<i>“Vice-prez, you’re early today.”</i>
<i>While being preupied with the insaneness of third-grade ss 0, my ssmates arrived one by one.</i>
<i>“What are those seniors doing?”</i>
<i>“Let’s see the general bulletin.”</i>
<i>We saw the post with pictures that said “Mid-surrender review” written by third-grade ss 0.</i>
<i>[Teacher’s Day celebration, 3rd grade ss 0 vs Lim Yeon-hwa teacher revival match]</i>
<i>[Competition: Paintball Game]</i>
<i>[Location: Some designated areas in Cheonik mountain]</i>
<i>“Paintball game?”</i>
<i>“It’s a game where you shoot paint bullets at each other. It’s also a known survival game. There are a variety of individual rules, but usually, if you get hit with paint on critical spots, you’re out.”</i>
<i>“For them, it looks like just getting paint somewhere on you means you’re out. Their weapon wasn’t limited to a gun.”</i>
<i>“If you don’t have the skills or Gwanglim to use, the gun seems to be the mostfortable choice of weapon······.”</i>
<i>They said to have made a barrier away from the walking areas of the mountain.</i>
<i>In it, they yed a game of survival and paintball.</i>
<i>“Did Ms. Lim eliminate all the seniors in that ss on her own? Unbelievable.”</i>
<i>“They didn’t even use card items? How did they fight in there, for 4 days, from Friday till Monday morning?”</i>
<i>There were also photos here and there.</i>
<i>It seemed that the third-grade ss 0 wanted to record the moment of victory and had ced recording devices all over the field in advance.</i>
<i>However, only moments of humiliation and defeat were captured on the recording device.</i>
<i>“……Wow.”</i>
<i>“This teacher teaches the Understanding of Original ns, right? Wow, I just…… wow.”</i>
<i>Among the numerous photos, the best were:</i>
<i>0 ss students walking around on their toes.</i>
<i>Behind them was Ms. Lim with camouge cream on her face, hanging upside-down on a tree, barefooted.</i>
<i>Holding a knife with paint on the de between her lips, she was quietly observing her soon-to-be-prey students.</i>
<i>‘Did she use a knife to stay silent, since paint guns make noise?’</i>
<i>Anyways, Yeon-hwa Lim hunted all the ss 0 students by herself.</i>
<i>The ss president, or zombie king, stood up against her a little longer, but he failed on the 1-on-1 duel.</i>
<i>‘By the way, the mid-surrender reviews? So, there is the final surrender? I mean, reviews on surrender doesn’t make sense in the first ce.’</i>
<i>What’sing up on the final surrender?</i>
<i>“Uh, there’s another posting up.”</i>
<i>“It’s Ms. Lim’s review?”</i>
<i>Looking at other posts on the bulletin board, there was a post that featured an SNS post from Yeon-hwa Lim’s SNS.</i>
<i>[That was a fun event with my kids LOL</i>
<i>Get me a carnation as promised!</i>
<i>Cute things~^0^ LOL</i>
<i>#teachersdayreview #thatsallyougot #really #youguys #cantbeatme #butproudofyou]</i>
<i>Yeon-hwa Lim took a selfie with the surrender deration of the 3rd-grade ss 0, wherever she was now.</i>
<i>Unlike those who became zombies, Yeon-hwa Lim looked very fine.</i>
<i>I couldn’t believe she yed a one-on-one survival game in a wild mountain for three nights and four days.</i>
<i>‘And I can’t believe that in the eyes of Yeon-hwa Lim, those guys look cute.’</i>
<i>The craziness of the teacher who dominated ss 0 all by herself was on another level.</i>
<i>Then another unexpected happening broke out.</i>
<i>“That looks fun.”</i>
<i>“Right? 0 ss seniors are really fun!”</i>
<i>I don’t know what Han-yi and Lenna Lee are talking about.</i>
<i>“I think it’ll be fun, too!”</i>
<i>“Uh…… can our ss do it too?”</i>
<i>Se-eum Sawol and Hyodon Maeng said nonsense.</i>
<i>Behind them, Jiho Hwang’s eyes twinkled dangerously.</i>
<i>“They’re so cool. I want us to y survival paintball……”</i>
<i>“Green Min’s here.”</i>
<i>I stopped Yuri, who was a woman of action before she said something that was irreversible.</i>
<i>Fortunately, there really was Green Min running through the shadow, avoiding people’s eyes from the other side.</i>
<i>Thanks to this, the topic changed.</i>
<i>‘But if the kids in our ss want to do it, I’ll do it.’</i>
<i>My yable and non-yable characters wanted to.</i>
<i>I did change the subject, but if someone says it again, I’ll start nning.</i>
<i>With the 2nd-grade ss 0’s uniform picst time, I realized that we were indeed ss 0.</i>
<i>“Huh? No one’s here.”</i>
<i>“They made that much of a scene. Strange.”</i>
<i>The door to our ssroom.</i>
<i>It was quiet, as usual.</i>
<i>It was only yesterday when the art-rted clubs and Green Min’s fans made a scene in thements.</i>
<i>“You’re here.”</i>
<i>As the eight of us entered the building, Mr. Geun-hyung Ham greeted us.</i>
<i>He must’ve seen the post and got rid of all the students.</i>
<i>His face was extra scary today.</i>
<i>Most people will take off at one look at his face.</i>
<i>“Hello! You took care of them…… Thank you!”</i>
<i>“Th, thank you……”</i>
<i>Yuri spoke cheerfully, and Green, who was hiding among us, also thanked him.</i>
<i>Geun-hyung, looking at the eight of us, asked a question.</i>
<i>“You guys went to fetch Green Min?”</i>
<i>“Yes! Because of the post yesterday.”</i>
<i>“……I see.”</i>
<i>Geun-hyung Ham was wearing a stricter face than usual to scare out Green Mins toxic fans.</i>
<i>That face turned softer into a gentle one in an instant.</i>
<i>“Mr. Ham, I brought ck tea and cookies. Come eat with us!”</i>
<i>Geun-hyung nodded as Yuri lifted up her bag full of treats and smiled.</i>
<i>First-grade ss 0 had their morning tea time then and there.</i>
<i>* * *</i>
<i>After finishing the newspaper club activities.</i>
<i>I put the school device in my locker and went to the off-limits area.</i>
<i>‘My student will show progress today.’</i>
<i>Jun-yeoul Yeom was struggling because he couldn’t master “swallowing psychic power.”</i>
<i>But he had enough rest and did a lot of image training, so he’ll be better thanst time.</i>
<i>I sat on the desk of the old teacher’s room and waited for Jun-yeoul.</i>
<i>Ding Dong.</i>
<i>A message came to my synchronized device.</i>
<i>It was from the club leader.</i>
<i>[Emergency meeting, all newspaper club members who cane within 5 minutese to the club room immediately.]</i>
<i>Did something happen to the club?</i>
<i>I was worried, but I couldn’t dump my yable character, my student, and go there.</i>
<i>Jiho Hwang is a member, so if anything happens, he’ll take care of it.</i>
<i>“Mentor! I’m sorry I’mte!”</i>
<i>As soon as I turned off the hologram, Jun-yeoul appeared.</i>
<i>Joon-yeoul did not make excuses, but I heard that Jin-seung Ma had picked a fight on him.</i>
<i>“I didn’t wait a long time, so it’s okay. I heard you’re busy working for the Student Council. Am I taking your time?”</i>
<i>“No, I’m working hard in the student council! Don’t say you’ll reduce ss time.”</i>
<i>Jun-yeoul said, slightly panicking at my words.</i>
<i>He seemed to be worried that I’ll reduce our ss time.</i>
<i>As if he wanted to change the topic of the conversation, he pulled a transparent box from his pocket and held it out.</i>
<i>“It’s a littlete, but it’s a carnation! I made it with my me.”</i>
<i>In a box half the size of a palm, a carnation-shaped me was frozen in it.</i>
<i>On parent’s day, I got carnations from the three siblings, and now, from Jun-yeoul.</i>
<i>Something tickled in my heart.</i>
<i>“Thank you. But let’s take our lesson lightly today.”</i>
<i>“What……?”</i>
<i>Jun-yeoul seemed disappointed, but I did not intend to withdraw my words.</i>
<i>“You’re going to a chess tournament this week.”</i>
<i>Depending on the oue of the battle, Jun-yeoul will meet me as a rival.</i>