Chapter 4 -Part 1
“So, what is this? It’s called Daedong Law enforcent. This can be solved if you understand the tax system of Joseon. Can you point out the keywords here?”
…I’m going crazy. This is no different than coming back to high school as a sophomore.
Class, break ti, class, break ti.
The classes continue one after another. I was stuck in the titable.
And I have been spending my whole ti in this cycle.
Every minute and every second.
As I frustratedly grabbed and pulled on my bangs, I felt a gaze directed towards . I turned to look at Eun-hee looking at with a strange expression on her face.
“What’s wrong with you? You have been acting strange since yesterday.” Eun-hee ca closer to and whispered.
It’s weird for you too, right? It feels strange to too.
I quickly let go of my bangs and sat close to Eun-hee.
“Hey, I want to tell you sothing. What happened is that… I woke up in the middle of the night and I found out that I’m six years back in ti. This has to be a dream… but I can’t wake up from it. What am I supposed to do?”
Eun-hee blinked, her eyes wide open, soft pink lips spread apart.
“Ti leap?” she spoke in a low voice.
“Ti leap? What’s that?”
Eun-hee wrote in a few fluent strokes on the empty space of my textbook.
“It’s just what it sounds like. Jumping through ti. Sa as ti travel.”
As soon as Eun-hee finished talking, a chalk ca flying and fell on her desk.
When I raised my head, the history teacher was looking at us with glaring eyes. Eun-hee coughed in vain and imdiately looked into the textbook.
“Let’s not talk now.”
“Yes…”
I bowed my head and glanced over the scribbled letters in the textbook.
Ti… Leap
…..
In the 8th period, the supplentary class was replaced with self-study ti. During that ti, I searched the ti leap on the portal site. Related search terms such as ti travel, ti slip, and ti machine showed up. I read the articles one by one patiently.
Ti travel is an act of moving away from the normal flow of ti to the past or the future.
1) Ti slip is when a person or a group goes against or out of ti for unknown reasons and falls in the past or in the future.
2)A ti machine is a fantasy machine that enables ti travel to the past or the future.
“What does this an?”
I turned my phone over and put it on my desk, with my arms together and lying down. And I tried to recall the mories of the night of December 31st. I drank the hot soju, although it was not strong, I felt a bit tipsy, and I cried at the thought of Seon-jae. I kept listening to his songs.
That’s it.
As soon as New Year started, I returned to six years ago. No matter how much I thought about it, I couldn’t think of it as a dream. It was just a very normal routine. Except for the fact, I know what’s going to happen in the next six years.
Boom, Boom
I hit my forehead on the desk in frustration.
Eun-hee grabbed by my shoulders and stopped .
“Why are you hitting your head? What happened?”
“Ti Leap, I think that really happened.”
“Huh?”
Eun-hee looked at for a few good seconds before bursting into laughter.
She kept laughing while I was being serious.
I said with a serene gaze, “No, really. I’m not kidding. I thought I was drunk and asleep, but I don’t think this is a dream.”
“Sol, what do you an by drunk..?” the smile disappeared from Eun-hee’s face.
“I’m not a child. I’m 23… no, because it just turned New Year, I’m 24. I’m a college student. I’m a terrible college student who hasn’t got a job yet and is a fan of an idol group, but a college student is still a college student.”
“So, Im-Sol, you’re from the future?”
I nodded vigorously.
“Did you travel back in ti?”
I shook my head vigorously this ti.
“I was crying for my favourite idol who died, covered in a blanket. Suddenly the blanket glowed brightly, full of light, and when I opened my eyes, I was here.”
Eun-hee looked at with a worried face and patted my shoulder. I thought she was being sympathetic, thinking I had lost my screws, so I lifted my head off the desk.
This was not enough for her to believe .
I put my hands up to cover my face and even avoid her gaze.
Why is it like this?
With a slight sigh, I rubbed my forehead and looked down at the desk. There was a scribble that said, “Im Sol♡” written in large size with a marker.
It was Hyun-Joo’s graffiti.
Hyun-joo was my best friend whom I t in middle school. We both went to the sa high school. Hyun-joo was the only friend I could hang out with, but as his dad moved to the province after getting promoted, he had to move to another school after appearing for the mock exam in September of our second year. If Hyun-joo were here, would he have believed ?
Six years ago, at this ti of year, I was very depressed. There was a ti when I was kicked out after being hit on the head several tis with a ladle by mom for refusing to give up school and take the qualification exam. When I had to explain why I couldn’t study, I used to make excuses because my mom used to hit my head with a ladle.
My fingers traced Hyun-joo’s graffiti. It was written with a permanent marker, so no matter how much I rubbed it, it didn’t get blurred or erased. I got goosebumps when I thought, “This is really the sa as my past.” Soon after, my heart beat fast.
I don’t know why, but did I really end up traveling ti or sothing?
Only
Then…
The bell rang. I pushed the chair back and stood up with a bag hanging on the desk rack. Eun-hee, who was sitting on the street, looked up at who suddenly stood up.
“Are you gonna study at night?”
I nodded, slinging the bag on my shoulders.
“Why would you do that? There is nothing to worry about the College Scholastic Ability Test. You can just study a day before the exam.”
I placed my chair in its place and patted Eun-hee on her shoulder.
“Eun-hee, study hard.”
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