บททั้งหมดของ The Huring Yakap: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

 I had just entered the campus environment when all prospective new students entered a long and vast field. I felt torn between sadness and pity whenever I saw some prospective students running fast as if I would not be alive after being punished by the head chancellor or by a new student advisor like me  I was a prospective in an old university in the Gwanak-gu area. A university that is the target of all students because the university I chose is the best and has the best ranking in Korea. Even from the sixty thousand prospective students and students who apply, there is only a one per cent chance of being accepted by Seoul National University.  It was a fortune for transfer students like me and Han Guangjun to be accepted there thanks to a Taekwondo martial arts champion’s charter last year in Busan.        “Hey, you! Are you a new college student?”      I turned around when I heard

“You’re from outside Korea, right?” asked the senior. Who only stared at him like a strange, reclusive immigrant.   Guangjun smiled. “We’re from Tiongkok, but our language is no less good than yours.”    “Right. You don’t look like an immigrant ... um ... but, why did you break the frame of the painting?” The senior asked again.   “Don’t you know that the immoral things you do in class will be seen by surveillance cameras?” said a senior named Ten.   Guangjun swallowed his saliva, as did Hyunseon, who was standing behind me, who looked indifferent to the two unskilled seniors.   “We didn’t break the painting, we were just trapped there,” I replied.   “How did you get trapped there? You locked the door from the inside,” Senior Ten snorted.   “We’re not kidding,” I replied again.     “Um

I got up and got into the brown bus, I reached into some bills and put them into the payment machine. I wanted to go to the Han River and throw myself into the river, not wanting to see a world that was getting more and more chaotic.  I woke up when I felt I fell out of my bed, I realized I was still in my room. Trembling I tried to get up and look around but, I found no meaning I was pensive. Imagining what would happen to Kim Sae Hee after none of the male rapists wanted to take responsibility for the baby in Kim Sae Hee's womb. Feeling nervous, I returned to meet Guangjun and Hyunseon who were still excited about playing the playstation. “What happened? Why are you looking so rushed and a little pale?” Hyunseon glanced at me quickly.  “I know a little about the ghost that disturbed us this morning,” replied me immediately sitting between Guangjun and Hyunseon. “Did you see it?” Guangjun asked curiously. “I met hers

“This is a campus, not a battle arena. If you all want to fight, just fight outside the campus area! Especially for you, Ko Baekyun.” Taeyong said with a disapproving face.   Ko Baekyun took a deep breath. “You don't blame me! It's these three snots that you should blame!”   “Ko Baekyun, I should be the one saying that you are wrong! You’re a rapist as well as a murderer,” I said.   “Damn girl, who do you think you are, huh? How dare you call me a rapist!” Ko Baekyun objected.   “That's true, right? I know that but, most of the residents of this famous campus don't know the real cause of Kim Sae Hee's death,” I concluded in a high pitched voice.   Ko Baekyun was about to stand up to me but Guangjun was also more agile in pushing Ko Baekyun’s body back. There would have been another fight in the counseling room if some seniors didn’t stop it.   “I invite you t

"Where do you want to go?"         We were shocked and almost ran to immediately open the door when we heard someone's voice asking from behind. However, after the three of us turned around and saw a security guard in guard clothes shining a flashlight at us, we could breathe a sigh of relief.          "Where do you want to go?" Asked the security guard for the second time.         Guangjun cleared his throat. "We want to go to class, sir."         "Where is your class?" Asked the security guard suspiciously.          "Our class is on the second floor. We are art faculty," Hyunseon answered again.        &nb