Eighteen’s Bed
PAID Chapter 14.3
How refreshing this is!
I walked down the quiet corridor, mentally ringing the bell I had already caused to sound. The expressions of the three bewildered people were nothing short of comedic. How could they be this funny?
These narrow-minded, foolish idiots probably imagined I would join in on their gossip behind my back, acting as a ridiculous extra like Park Dongcheol, letting out a fart and sneaking around. How foolish. There’s no way I would take that path. Let me repeat it once again: my pride will never die, not even if I die.
“Hah, serves them right.”
I silently thanked Shin Jaehyun. Although I couldn’t understand his values, it was he who had pointed out the option of throwing it all away first. Shin Jaehyun is strangely suspicious, but still, one thing is certain: he’s smarter and kinder than I expected. “No one chooses” was his philosophy.
I decided to interpret his words in my own way, in order to better understand him. The conclusion I arrived at was “throw it away before it’s thrown away.” It’s all the same. In order to choose someone, the idea of choosing no one turns out to ignore the desperate desire to be chosen.
Naturally, that old backstabbing comment from when I was eighteen comes to mind.
“The leech that sticks to the quiet one, never letting go.”
Ugh, disgusting.
What could I have expected from those idiots, puffing on cigarettes with their germ-infested hands, not even washing after using the restroom, while brutally stomping on a person placed on the chopping board?
I think I understand why Shin Jaehyun is so confident now. He’s not guilty. When there’s no conflict, there’s less to carry. I cleared my mind with a refreshing thought. I should have done this earlier. I stopped my steps and lifted my gaze to a slightly higher place.
Class 1-3. I closed my eyes in silence and thought it over.
Everyone says it. High school’s final years are the time for choices and focus. Now is the time to identify the subjects I’m good at and the ones that are difficult for me, and dive into them. In other words, I was supposed to pick the subjects that would help me and drop the ones that wouldn’t. I shut out everything around me and thought about the subjects that needed focus and attention.
By my standards, Kyo-han was a subject I didn’t need. I chuckled softly to myself in the empty hallway.
“Haha, funny. Really.”
I raised my head confidently and walked with vigor. Yes, Kang Jun. Now it’s your time to walk the path to adulthood. In front of me lies the college entrance exam and focus. Kyo-han is a subject I need to throw away. No need to have any regrets. Yes. I have to throw it away for my future, for my righteous life.
With energy, I opened the classroom door. The low voices of the class stopped, and eyes that were a bit older than mine turned toward me.
“You, where have you been? And now you come back?”@@novelbin@@
“I’m sorry. I went to the computer lab, at the homeroom teacher’s request.”
“The homeroom teacher? Really?”
“Yes.”
The skeptical gaze swept over my body and was quickly withdrawn.
“Well, Jun wouldn’t lie about it. Go sit down.”
“Yes, I’m sorry for being late.”
I lowered my head slightly and raised it again. Naturally, my gaze turned toward Kyo-han, where he was sitting. It was instinctive. People naturally turn their eyes toward what they like. And only after meeting those gloomy eyes did I realize my own arrogance.
“Focus and choice. There are two types. You either dive into the subjects you’re good at, or you focus on fixing the ones you’re bad at.”
The words of the tutor quickly passed through my mind.
“But you, Jun, seem to cling to the idea of making yourself better at the things you’re bad at. It’s just a waste of time.”
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