Mooneta High School's

Again and again

"Anyyeong haseyo, my name is Nhearsya Clastisia!"

I bent my body to form a ninety degree angle. It is very important to maintain the attitude of the first meeting like this.

"Please sit down" said Mr. Park.

I immediately headed for an empty table over there. Actually one table has been reserved for two people. But all the seats have been filled by their respective owners. Only the table was left, empty, nobody occupied it at all.

'Tok...'

The class directs its gaze to the source of the sound.  All eyes were fixed on the glasses girl with a fairly thick lens, standing in the doorway. Looks like the minus is really high because it has been too long to live in a place like this.

"Excuse me, sorry to interrupt. You are called to the meeting room right now" said the girl.

"Oh well I'll be there soon. Thank you!" reply Mr. Park.

Then the girl left from there. While Mr. Park was busy tidying up his things. Even he had not had time to start the lesson this morning, already playing away.

"Well kids, I stay for a while" said Mr. Park.

"Good sir!" reply us simultaneously.

Shortly after the man left the door and felt the situation was completely safe, the whole class cheered happily. Another boring empty hour. There's nothing I can do at an empty hour like this.

"Hi!"

I raised my head and found someone in front of me trying to talk to me.

"Oh, hi!" reply me with a little awkward.

"Include my name Jang Eunbi."

"I'm Nhea."

"Your name is unique, unlike most Korean names."

Right too, how could I have just realized this.

"I heard you're Mrs Very's son, huh?"

Why should that question be thrown out of their mouths.

"Yes," I said briefly.

"Didn't you have a surname?"

"No."

Actually, I deliberately didn't wear it on my mama's side even though I had it. Father is a descendant of the Choi family, automatically it is our surname as well. Father is a native Korean, but once the grandmother had married again with a foreign nation so that the name of the father was changed. While the mother is a descendant between the Dutch and Russians. Somehow the two of them could meet in this ginseng country, until finally decided to get married.

Suddenly someone came to fill the seat next to me. Then I looked over as a reflex response.

"Jongdae?" my word.

"Why? Have you forgotten me?"

"Oh.it.... No!" my reply.

Eunbi chimed in on our conversation, "You guys know each other?"

Why is he here. He was also my class this morning. But how could I have just seen it now. Though the number of people here is not up to twenty.

"When will school be busy?" ask Jongdae to me.

"Hmmm.... There seems to be a little. Why?"

"Oh, no. I just want to take you around this place."

I considered his invitation. I think I should take this one. After all, it has only been two days that I set foot here and have not had time to explore all the intricacies of this building.

"Maybe, but after I finish my job first," I said.

"Aren't you guys going to take me for a walk?" hatch Eunbi.

"Hey, come! It's just going around the school" Jongdae replied with an annoyed grunt.

Eunbi pressed her lips forward a few cents, "all right I won't help you during the practice exam."

"Alright." reply Jongdae who has resigned to the situation.

"Thank you! Jongdae oppa!" said Eunbi excitedly as she pinched this guy's cheek.

While someone who is the target can only nod resignedly. I didn't think that if the Jongdae I knew, a son's head of the dormitory, turned out to be able to submit to a woman like Eunbi.

"Well, can we help you later, by the way?" ask Eunbi suddenly.

"Ah? No need, it will even trouble you," I replied.

Actually I still feel bad about them, even though they have tried to get along with me. I hope my current status is not the reason why they want to be my friends.

"No, we are happy if we can help" said Jongdae.

Eunbi nodded quickly confirming the words of this man just now.

"Actually I just want to take my stuff left at home" I said.

I'll ask my aunt for permission to go there. It doesn't seem to be far from this school, there is an intersection and there is a bus stop. Since I can't possibly trouble auntie, she must be very busy and won't have time to deliver me.

"Bright.... Your house?" ask Eunbi enthusiastically.

"It's not my house.... That's aunt's house" I explained.

"Madam I mean the principal?"

I nodded my head.

"I'm not sure we'll be allowed by the headmaster's mistress there to accompany Nhea" Jongdae said.

"I also think so," Eunbi replied.

"It's best to forget about it" said Jongdae.

***

'Tock..tok...'

I hope your aunt is in there.

"Yes in!" reply someone from within.

"Whoops! Thank goodness," my inner heart.

I then opened the door carefully and very slowly. I don't want to cause a fuss, considering this metal-based object has started to rust. It will creak a little if opened.

"Nhea? What business came here, tumben," said the aunt while confirming her glasses.

Not only was my aunt there at the time. Oliver was there too, wasn't he in class this morning. Lately Oliver's been busy with aunts, they look like working partners who are always together. But yes, I don't want to interfere in their business. Besides, my purpose for coming here was to ask permission.

I took a position in front of my aunt and confirmed my seat before I started speaking.

"Auntie I want to ask permission to come out for a while," I said with a slight hesitation.

I'm not sure if everything will go well according to my previous expectations.

"For what?" ask aunt.

He slightly lowered the position of his glasses, then glared at me as if he was waiting for an answer from me.

"I left some winter coat at home. I have to take it, so I can stay all season" I explained.

His face was now not as serious as before, he looked more relaxed now.

"No need, you can hold on. I'm pretty sure about that."

"But bi..."

Sure enough, I might be able to get through the winter of the year without any warmth. He wanted to make me freeze to death. This is a new motive for a very well-planned murder.

Suddenly Aunt Gaeun tightly grasped both of my hands.

"You are a special child born into the world. Your soul is warm, that's why we all need you to defeat Ify" she said.

I don't know why her words just made me so touched. He tried to convince me, even though I didn't believe in all those stupid things myself. Such things only exist in fairy tales and fiction, impossible to happen in the real world.