SSS-Class Suicide Hunter

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“Help?”

"Yes.

Well, I shouldn't be talking too much, but...

.”

The foreman smiled bitterly.

'Was he a child with so many different expressions?' It was a little unfamiliar.

Come to think of it, we have been in the same class since freshman year, but we never talked much with the class president.

“I am running for student council president this time.

I'm going out to get a college recommendation...

After all, the president is the president.

I'm going to have to solve some of the problems in class.

I don't know how to solve it, but I'll ask Yul Kim.

Do you know Kim Yul’s cell phone number?”

"Huh… .

Wait a minute." While looking through the phone numbers, I realized one thing.

The class leader doesn't know Kim Yul's number.

All of my classmates who watched the video with me know Kim Yul's number.

In other words.

'The class leader is not a criminal.' It's possible that all of this is smoke.

'It can't be.

I'm just an ordinary criminal.

There's no way he can get the recording.' The foreman is a safety plate.

It is certainly.

While I nodded, the class leader said, "Ah," said the class president.

"No.

I'll be fine if I talk like this over the phone.

I'll just ask Yul Kim secretly after I go to school tomorrow.

Is that okay?" "Uh-huh.

It's not a phone call.

Well, thanks for trying to help." “If you are grateful, ask me for a clean vote, not my girlfriend.”

"……OK." Anyway, my girlfriend and I ended today.

The class leader didn't seem to know that I broke up with my girlfriend, but this also played a role in erasing the class leader from suspicion.

I hoped, 'It's not over yet.

Nothing's over! If there is at least one person who supports me, I can use him to plan a plan.

This atmosphere is only temporary....

I will come back as soon as possible.' From that day on, the class leader really started acting.

I couldn't figure out exactly how it worked, but it seemed like he was actively using the image of [good student] that he had built up over the years.

The class manager said at lunch the next day.

Today I didn't go down to the dining room.

The atmosphere of classmates stalking me continued, and I didn't want to get caught up in it.

The two of us had a secret meeting in an empty classroom.

"Really? What? ”

"I want you to formally apologize in front of your friends.

They say you will never accept a one-on-one apology.

If you sincerely apologize so that the children can understand what you did wrong and how much you did wrong, then you will forgive yourself." What an apology and forgiveness? Are you simply trying to embarrass me? My classmates are like that, and Kim Yul is no different.

He wants to taste even the slightest amount of power, so he shivers.

.

.

.

I think he was really mad at you for not having a single expression on his face.”

'I'll be back.' Why can't we just pay 1 million won and finish it? Because he's a beggar, he'll get it.

"What is sincerity? What should I do to feel sincerity?" "Well.

I don't know about that either...

Anyway, it's important to apologize in front of other kids.

How about writing an apology letter in advance?" The class leader said with a feeling of annoyance.

Did he finally realize that the situation was more complicated than he thought? Damn it.

This depends not only on school life, but also the future.

Life is at stake.

Pretend to be kind.

If you decide to do it, take responsibility until the end! I put on the most pitiful expression on my face.

Eun-seo Hwang.

It’s the moment for life’s acting.

“Really, why did I stupidly bully Kim Yul? Come on, come have pity on me.

Have pity on me.

I'm a human being.

I know how to regret and repent of my mistakes, but I've never committed a mortal sin! Come on, have pity on me! Of course.

I could have stopped the kids as much as I wanted, haha...

Now I'm sorry.

I just want to apologize in front of all the students.

Really." "......." The class leader looked at him softly.

His eyes deep like a well.

He had a face that was difficult to guess what he was saying.

But he was definitely listening to me.

"I came up with an idea." The class leader jumped to his feet and said, “Huh?”

"I thought of a way for you to be forgiven by Kim Yul.

Wait a minute.

I'll go to the office." The class leader ran out of the classroom in a hurry.

It was ridiculous.

What are you doing, boy? I ate goth bread in an empty classroom blankly.

I ate half of the bread and the class leader came back.

“Okay! To the teacher.

I have been confirmed.”

"What?" "A speech by the president of the student council.

I asked if non-candidates could go up to the podium.

They said that there is no rule against it." The class president smiled confidently.

His lips were wet as he had been to the bathroom.

“You said that.

If you can, you want to apologize in front of all the students.

done." "Huh…." "listen carefully." The class leader sat down and took out a notebook.

Swish, swish! The classic cursive script danced on the ground.

“Eunseo Hwang apologize to the point that you are sorry to Yul Kim.

Then I will take over the microphone, and [because I am the student council president] The school I want to create is a school that admits and forgives each other.] I don't know.

"It's about putting on a story.

It’s not just a speech with promises!”

"......." "I don't know what your girlfriend's speech will be like, but she's very rich.

stare Maybe even at my own expense, I'll install perfume in the school's toilets, I'll make sure the toilet paper doesn't run out, and they'll flirt with something like that.

If I go to a pledge battle, my odds are zero...

.

okay.

Let's fight the story.”

The words were written in the class leader's notebook.

+ Student council that solves problems! A student council that connects conversations! We will be your emergency communication channel for students! + “Uh-huh… .”

The lieutenant's eyes twinkled.

"how!" I feel stupid “Now is the age of storytelling! I'm tired of bathroom perfume and toilet paper.

It's a promise I've made every day since I was in elementary school.

this will work Let's go to the story!”

"Well." but.

The student council election is an event where the original feelings come out.

If it's communication or anything plausible, stick with anything.

The idea that the class president has come up with doesn't look bad.

'More than that, you bastard...

… .' I looked at the class chief with new eyes.

'Are you not interested in anything other than your own elections?' Even though I was the class president, I wondered why he was helping me like this.

selfish bastard.

From start to finish, you're only thinking about using me for elections.

The class leader is indifferent to what's going on in the class right now.

I just don't care what happened to Kim Yul or why I'm still alive.

I just get involved in the election because I think it can be used.

Even the reason I run for election is to get into college! 'okay.' But, now, looking at the class president, I completely cast my doubts out.

'A bastard like this makes a lot of sense.' The class leader is my classmate.

looking to the future worry about the future I have the will to go to a good university and live a good life.

How many people seriously aim for the student council president by claiming to receive a recommendation from Seoul National University? 'Like me.' They pretend to be good for no reason, or they are much more reliable than those people.

He is a guy who will definitely be successful even if he goes out into society.

“By the way, the election is only a few days away, isn’t it? Is it really okay if I change the speech because of me?”

"it's okay.

Winning is important.”

The foreman smiled.

“If you add up the poster and all of that, the time spent on the election alone is 20 hours.

I gave up studying for 20 hours and ran, but I couldn’t lose.”

'This bastard.

Do you have the same mindset as me?' more and more trustworthy I even feel a sense of intimacy at the thought of being a fellow member.

“Okay, Captain.

I'll definitely help out where I can help.

Should you help me instead? Tell the classmates that I want to reconcile.

I’m sorry for all this time, and I want to be friends again if possible.”

"Yes.

great.

We have to win-win.”

The two of us held hands.

"I'm counting on you." “It is me!”

I helped elect the class president.

Even though I couldn't help out in front, I edited the speech and wrote the election text together.

Although the bullying of classmates has not changed.

Anyway, just having [something to do at school] gives me a lot of psychological stability.

“Hey.

Are you good at writing?”

The class leader was satisfied with my apology and speech.

after school.

It was only the two of us left in the 2nd grade, 5th grade classroom where the sunset had set.

“Now, if you act well, we will unconditionally win.”

"performance?" I tilted my head.

“What smoke?”

"Yes? Hwang Eun-seo, you don’t feel sorry for Kim Yul at all.”

“Oh, it’s okay.

I'm not blaming anything.

I think it's not the feeling of apologizing that matters, but the attitude of being apologetic.

Even if it was meant as an apology in the first place, I don’t even know what that means.”

The class leader fluttered through my apology.

“You’re apologizing in front of all the students at the risk of being offended.

Where else can you find an apology as sincere as that? No matter how sorry I say I'm sorry, no matter how sorry I feel, what do I do? Real action must follow.

In that respect, Eunseo Hwang is a hundred times better than the other kids.”

Well.

Ummm...

“I secretly asked Kim Yul yesterday too.

Has anyone ever apologized properly? But, no? You said you were the only one who even asked how to forgive? Oh yeah.

My classmates don’t care either.”

"Class monitor… you… .”

He's a really talkative kid.

I was a little impressed.

“Oh, of course, that’s fine for me.

If Eunseo, you [take my girlfriend! Take your girlfriend unconditionally!] because if you go around saying that, I will lose dozens of votes.

I feel sorry for you being bullied, but honestly, I like it.”

“Wow, you scumbag… .”

"Yes.

thanks.

Aren't all humans trash?" I laughed.

That's right.

Ever since I was kicked by my girlfriend, I had a lot of laughter.

'He really knows something.' Humans are garbage.

is a beast If humans appear to be docile, they simply degenerate from beasts to livestock.

Only those who realize this as soon as possible will survive.

[Your immersion rate is now 100%.] Then you could be a hyena instead of a goat.

If you are lucky, you can even become a lion.

can be successful People who complain that human relationships are difficult do this because they keep trying to see people as people.

As for the blessing, there is no problem.

No friends? It's because there's no point in seeing me if I'm with you.

At the very least, if we play together, the stress should be relieved.

Do you have many friends? Because there are many benefits to be gained by being with you.

That's it.

True friendship comes only from true interest.

'If I'm with him, at least I won't do any harm.' I smiled.

"Class monitor.

Would you like to eat my friend?”

The foreman snorted.

“Once I was elected president of the student council.

The speech is still fine, but please refine it a bit.

I'm struggling to apologize to you and my classmates right now.

If you don't win, it's in vain." "okay.

okay! OK.

I write really great speeches! Really, I just shed tears and runny noses while writing an apology! I, Hwang Eun-seo, don’t burn myself at all to make Shinseo High School student body president our class president!”

"Yes.

I heard you well.

Please take care of me, Eunseo.”

We chuckled.

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