Mooneta High School's

Who Ify

Starting from Kimchi, bulgogi, soup, kimbap to complete jajangmyeon are available in our dining tray. I don't see any school staff here. It seems that the dining room between students and staff is deliberately differentiated.

"Everyone, a toast to our new member" Oliver said as he held up his soju sloki.

All the students there reflexes also participated in idling sloves containing their respective Soju. I'm with me too. Now Korea has entered winter, so soju should not be missed. This drink can warm the body temperature a little.

"Good meal!" tell us at the same time.

After the sentence finished echoing throughout the room, everyone began to eat their own food. The atmosphere was so solemn, there was no noise at all.

They were all disciples who had such a high disciplinary spirit. I'm sure that the manners and manners here are highly emphasized to everyone.

***

After dinner, suddenly there was a forum there. Either it's like this every night or just this time. But it is indeed important to maintain communication with each other as a student.

After we finished putting our dirty tray in a small room that turned out to be hidden behind the curtain, we sat back at the dinner table. We discussed the small talk, before Oliver made the situation serious.

"We have to prepare before Ify attacks us again this season" Oliver said.

All the students whispered to the friend next to him, then nodded. They can't be stopped if they're worried now.

"Right, being vigilant will keep us safe," replied a man from across the street.

"Who's Ify?" ask me innocently.

Asking will help me a lot before the discussion gets more complicated. At least I should know the core of the matter.

"Ify is the head of the boarding school in the North. The place was always covered in eternal snow. Therefore as winter comes across Korea, their strength grows stronger" Oliver explained.

Although the same explanation they still make no sense to me, but I try to understand.

"Why did he attack us?" ask again.

"Ify used to be a student here. He is the son of the headmaster's mistress. But ever since the headmaster's mistress and her husband separated, Ify prefers to be with her father. His heart was frozen by his own father. His father didn't want Ify to come back with his mother" Oliver replied.

This girl knows a lot about everything.

But as far as I know, my aunt has never been married. Meanwhile, according to Oliver's confession, Ify is his aunt's son. Maybe I wasn't born when it happened, or maybe I was too small at the time.

The atmosphere was getting late, my eyes were too heavy to maintain. Not to mention tomorrow we have morning classes.

Finally after the dinner party was over, everyone returned to their dorm rooms.

"Hey! Wait!" tell someone from behind.

I stopped my steps and turned around to look for the source of the sound. I found a man who was trying to catch up with me. This time I went back to the dorm alone, Oliver still had to meet with the aunt in his room.

After our position was aligned, he seemed to regulate his breathing which was still hunting.

"What's wrong?" ask me without further ado.

"Huh.huh...huh...."

This man still hasn't answered my question. It seems he needs more time to win himself.

"Jongdae," he said.

I frowned, not understanding what he meant.

"Jongdae," he said once again.

Then he extended his hand.

Now I understand what that means. That was his name, he must have been introducing himself.

The man smiled widely while nodding his head quickly.

"Called Nhearsya?" ask Jongdae.

"Oh, just call Nhea."

"alright. Want to go back to the dorm?"

I just confirmed his words.

"You want to go together?" jongdae Tawal.

"B..bo.leh," I replied with a slightly awkward smile.

"You're one room with Oliver, right?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Our room is across. My room is right in front of Oliver's room" she explained without asking.

It's worth looking pretty familiar with Oliver. It turns out they are neighbors. If he's in a dorm with us, that means he's no ordinary student.

We continued our conversation all the way to the dormitory. The cold snap, like tomorrow the snow has started to fall.

"I hear you're the only child of Miss Veryery, is that true?"

"I.iya," I replied hesitantly.

"Why haven't you lived here since childhood?"

"Of course."

It may be the only European-style building standing in Korea or it may not be. But I just found out if there's a building like this in Korea.

"Oh yeah, I'm also the chairman for the boys' dorm."

"Ah, just deserve it."

Jongdae scratched his non-itchy head. His cheeks were red with a timid smile like one who had just received a compliment. But what was that sentence like a compliment?

Actually what I mean is that he deserves to live there, it turns out that he is the head of the dorm as well. I hope he doesn't misunderstand that.

"Oliver said the hostel was special, you deserve to be there."

I immediately straightened out the meaning of my words before this man became misunderstood by me.

"Yes," she replied briefly, but her expression did not change in the slightest.

Oh, what's important is that I have clarified my sentence.

***

I hate to have to go through the corridor. There are no lights at all. Just a row of small candles hanging along the walls of this street. I think they should have installed some chandeliers here. It would be much better than putting up a candle. After all, candles have the potential to trigger fires if you are careless in their use. Or maybe this school deliberately installed candles as its main source of lighting because electricity costs are too expensive for a building of this size.

Finally we arrived in front of my room which means in front of Jongdae's room as well. We decided to go into our rooms and start resting.

"Good night!" tell us at the same time.

After that I went into the room, then turned on the chandelier up there. I just hang my robe on the chair, then change my uniform with more casual clothes.

Since this has already started to enter the winter, after my nightgown this time is of course a sweater. I also only brought some coat, the rest I still accidentally left at home. Maybe tomorrow I'll ask my aunt to take me back home to pick up the rest of my things. No one will be able to survive this entire winter with a little coat stock.

Oliver still hasn't returned to the dorm. It took me a while to just meet my aunt. I decided to go to bed first without waiting for him.