Chapter 2 – 2 – Numbers
〈 Shia View 〉
Next morning
Sia stretched her body and got out of bed.
After opening the curtains on her window and ventilating
Doing simple stretches
She went into the bathroom and took a quick shower.
She still had time to go to school.
Current time is 7:10 AM
Since the class is at 10:00, you can arrive at school on time even if you prepare slowly.
She dried her hair with a hair dryer and styled her hair with a comb and curling iron.
Next she put on light makeup.
She used to wear thicker makeup than now, but she seemed to dislike Woo-jin.
She changed her make-up lightly because people around her said that she would look better if she did it lightly.
To be honest, looking at it now, the heavy makeup in the past was a bit unnatural.
After putting on her makeup, she ate a simple breakfast and hurriedly got ready to go out.
For others, 2 hours round trip to and from school
She said this, but Sia didn’t.
The distance between the school and Sia’s room isn’t that far.
It was 8 stops by subway, and it was a distance that could be endured by bus.
Even though she prepared slowly, she was not late.
She went to the desk where traces of yesterday’s assignment remained, put her laptop, USB, and various writing instruments in her bag and left her house.
…
Looking at her phone, the time is 8:22
Even if she misses her train, she can go leisurely.
It was a 10:00 class, and there was still more than an hour and a half left.
Sia decides to move out of her house when she is away.
It is because there is still a afterglow of commuting time, so the subway will definitely be crowded.
Shia thought she’d go out at 8:40
During the extra 20 she had left, she decided to spend her time looking at her phone.
When she checked her phone, there were several unread messages.
Group chat of high school alumni, team group chat, group chat, etc.
Lynxia, who was annoyed by the numbers written on her chat list, went in and read them one by one.
The contents of the chat were written about each person’s own story.
[Hey Jaewoo said he’s going to the army haha]
[Yes… Gotta go… Fuck it…]
Haha, but shouldn’t you go too?]
[Yeah, but I’m not going now.]
[Let’s see, you’re ㅋㅋㅋ You’ll go to the army anyway ㅋㅋㅋ]
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The story of a boy named Jaewoo going to the army was the topic of the chat.
In the case of Sia, she was not aware of the arrival of the talk because the alarm of the dantok is a warning that turns off all the engan.
“It doesn’t matter if you don’t read anything.”
I erased the numbers in the chat list one by one.
Belt ring-
A message alert sounded.
Sia frowned slightly as she identified the sender of the message.
[Kim Joo-won: Siaya, would you like to have lunch together?]
[Isia: It’s okay, senior. I only have morning classes today, so I have to go in.]
She is a senior who has been doing this and that to Shia for a long time.
She never gave her number, but she seemed to know it because she was a member of the student council.
Previously, she mainly talked about the student council and the department, but these days she made a gesture to openly approach her by making personal appointments like this.
[Kim Joo-won: No, before going home, have lunch together. How?]
[Isia: Senior. As I said before, I have a boyfriend.]
[Kim Joo-won: I know. But he’s still a soldier. Wouldn’t it be fine if we secretly dated until we return?]
[Isia: Ha… I’ll block you, senior. Please don’t talk to me even at school.]
[Kim Joo-won: No no lol It’s a joke, a joke.]
[Isia: I told you that I hate jokes like that?]
There have been several times in the past that a senior has said this to himself.
‘Every time I get angry, they say it’s a joke… Ha… Why am I talking to someone like this…’
But I couldn’t stop talking.
First of all, it was because he was an executive in our department, and after playing this joke, he told a story with a reason.
[Kim Joo-won: Actually, because my friend is interested in your friend. They say that being alone is embarrassing]
‘Who are you talking about?’ After thinking for a moment, Shia had a person popping up in her head.
[Lee Shia: Senior friend, Tae-woo? And if you’re my friend, is Eugene talking?]
[Kim Joo-won: That’s right. I also told Tae-woo to make an appointment on his own, but he must be very embarrassed. It didn’t happen that way… Tsk]
I knew from a long time ago that a senior named Tae-woo showed interest in Yu-jin.
But nothing seemed to be going well. Tae-Woo’s shy and awkward behavior and attitude, and Yoo-Jin’s indifference. Rather than that, Eugene seemed to be at a loss for what to do with his reaction.
‘I think Yoo-jin also showed a good feeling for Tae-woo in her own way…’
[Kim Joo-won: Anyway, I was dragged away because of the request, but if I went, what would I talk to him about? I thought I would be awkward too, and that Eugene would be awkward too, so I asked you to have lunch together.]
That’s right.
Yujin and Taewoo were still in an awkward state.
To be precise, Yu-jin behaved in a respectful manner, and Tae-woo tried to draw attention to Yu-jin by saying various things, but I saw several scenes where he failed.
‘After that, both of them hesitated..’
Tae-woo, who was originally taciturn, tried to appeal to Yu-jin, but when Yu-jin didn’t respond, he became even more reticent.
Yujin didn’t know how to react, so she stayed still, which only increased the awkwardness between them.
From Xia’s point of view, the answer seemed to be to just get the two of them together quickly.
[Isia: Ha… Okay… I’ll talk to Eugene.]
[Kim Joo-won: I see. See you later]
“Sigh…”
Shia sighed and turned off the chat.
“I had nothing to do anyway, so I just have to think that it went well.”
Shia was close to Yujin, and she had a great desire to have Yujin and Taewoo follow each other as soon as possible.
It was time for her to go out soon, so she turned off her talk and tried to open the subway time reminder app, but an unknown app caught my eye.
The app in question was a pink heart-shaped app, and there was no name on the part where the name should have been written.
“Obviously I didn’t remember installing an app like this…”
Sia trying to click on an app
The black screen where the app was loading stayed for a few seconds before switching to a white screen.
And after a while, pink letters slowly began to appear.
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[The app has been launched.]
[Paid 20 pt for first access]
Pink letters appeared on the first screen on a white background.
[Current rating is 0.]
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Sia clicked something on the locked screen. She probably thought she was asking to click.
[User has not satisfied the condition yet. It will be opened when you upgrade to 1.]
After that, the screen did not change, and even if I clicked elsewhere, it remained the same.
To get the screen to change, she had to hit the back button to close the app.
[Are you sure you want to quit the application? Even if you close the app, it always works in the background.]
“What app is this? It’s suspicious, so I’ll have to delete it.”
Sia held down the heart-shaped app and dragged it to the Trash.
At the moment, a progress bar indicating that the app is being deleted appears, but it turns off shortly after.
As if nothing had happened, the heart-shaped app remained in place.
Shia repeated over and over again. But there is no change.
Looking at the time on the top of the phone, it was already 8:48.
Seeing her time and feeling the urgency, Sia turned off her app and hurriedly left her house.
…
It was almost the end of rush hour, so people didn’t look like that.
It was only after leaving the alley and around the subway station that I started to see one or two people.
The current time is 9:01. Even if I walked leisurely now, it seemed that I would be right in time for the train.
I was walking with a little bit of leisure like that. Some uncle found her wallet dropped.
Sia picked up her dropped wallet and spoke to the man who dropped her wallet.
“Hey! You dropped your wallet.”
The middle-aged man listened to Shia and looked behind her.
After seeing her wallet in Sia’s hand, he rummaged through her own pocket and shyly approached Sia.
“Thank you. I almost dropped it and lost it.”
“It could be… Huh?!”
Shia hovered over her man’s head.
“Is there something in my head?”
The man started touching his head.
But he didn’t catch anything, only his hair in his hands.
A man looking up to see if there is something up there
When I couldn’t see anything, I looked back at her
Make sure she has nothing
She looked at Sia curiously.
“I’m sorry. I must have misunderstood.”
Sia says she ‘seemed wrong’ and she ended up with a minor happening.
The man thanked Sia and headed for the subway.
“Am I wrong?”
Sia turned her head from side to side, slapped her cheeks with both hands, and went to the subway.
‘Ah, I must have misunderstood?’
Shia headed underground to catch the subway.
‘How can a number pop up in a person’s head… Huh?!’
As I was going down to catch the subway, I saw numbers floating above the heads of several people.
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Shia hurriedly moved her steps to the subway ticket gate to avoid people’s attention, and headed to the end of the train she was supposed to board.
‘I’m sure they’ll think I’m a strange person.’
As Sia went underground, she unintentionally caught the public’s attention.
What she thought was wrong. The number above the head of the person you see again.
Shia’s gaze was directed over people’s heads.
People who felt Sia’s gaze were surprised by her surprised expression.
She ran her hair through her hair and looked into the air like her male counterpart before, and then, as if she was strange, she looked at Sia and went away.
Should she say crowd psychology? One by one, the eyes focused on Sia, but
Numbers started to emerge from a fairly large number of people.
Surprised by the sudden display of a number that was not above her head, and unable to understand what the situation was, Sia got on the subway that arrived at the station.
‘Is it because I’m tired from today’s assignment?’
‘I’m going to sleep well when I go home today.’
It was Sia who wished this was something she could see because she was tired.
