Childhood Friend Who Sees the Future Utters Nonsense

4 – Same song, different feeling

Our school basically aims for autonomous students. It is possible for students who are aiming for advanced classes, or top universities, to stay and use the school as a reading room.

As an idol trainee, Han Yu-na does not go to a school that takes good care of convenience like Yego. Besides, neither Hanyu nor herself have forgotten her student status, and she always diligently attends her classes and goes to practice after school, so she has almost no trouble.

Of course, there are quite a few cases of absence or leaving early due to circumstances, but in those cases, it is unavoidable, such as the quarterly trainee evaluation stage held by the agency, so the school level tends to be considerate.

Anyway, today, as I left the school gate with two people following me from behind after a boring class, I saw students from Seonil High School pouring out.

Most of the students from other schools have palms, so if you walk around town or around during this time, most of them are students in our school uniform. Maybe that’s why I heard somewhere that it is an object of envy among students of other schools who have to be held in school even after that.

“What about Choi Min-seong?”

While searching in her head which coin karaoke room to go to, Hanyu came out of her school gate and looked around and asked where Choi Min-seong was.

The 4-person coin karaoke party was unfortunately canceled, but he looked puzzled when he still couldn’t find the guy he was supposed to leave school with until halfway through. Come to think of it, Yuna Han didn’t hear our conversation earlier.

“I’m just going to read more problem books. From the looks of it, I was upset because we didn’t even boast and went to karaoke by ourselves.”

As she shrugged her shoulders with her own guess, Hanyuna shook her head with her eyes looking at her immature child. Kim Soo-bin is still clinging to her side.

“What is the boy mad about? Anyway, you and Choi Min-seong are similar.”

“Hey, have you ever been upset about not playing games together? Speak properly.”

Unknowingly, Han Yuna’s behavior, which treats Choi Min-seong and me as equals, raised my voice reflexively.

To begin with, I’m a solo-oriented player, so I don’t really like games that I play with others. I tend to do it if I have someone to play with, but when it comes to my preference, I prefer games where I immerse myself in the world alone, like console games.

That’s why, for the most part, I’ve never done anything manly like Choi Min-seong, complaining that he didn’t brag about me. In the first place, I have a lot of friends around me, but why are you f*cking with me when you’re going to flirt with someone else? Not gay either

“Minseong can play with me later. Rather, where would you like to go to our karaoke room? Where did she go last time?”

As usual, both of us are in the middle of swearing at Choi Min-seong. Kim Soo-bin, who was attached to Han Yuna, reminded her of her old self, she asked. Honestly, coin karaoke is all there, so I don’t pay much attention to it, but the place I went to at that time is a bit different.

“Has the smell gone? The last time I went, it was new, so the smell of paint was still there.”

“That’s right, I almost cursed.”

“Really? I didn’t feel it at all.”

Kim Soo-bin tilted her head to the side as if it was only me and Hanyu who smelled the paint.

Come to think of it, I have always smelled her smell like a ghost. To put it bluntly, when I was young, before going to different houses to play, I guessed what the menu would be today based on the smell from the hallway, and when I got the answer right, I would give a high five.

Anyway, now that I think about it, it’s not a big deal, but when I was young, I think I found fun in very trivial things. Even though I’m still young enough.

“Anyway, shall we go somewhere else this time? I heard there’s a karaoke room next to the recently opened ice cream shop.”

My eyes widened at the suggestion Kim Soo-bin gave me again while showing the results of searching for coin karaoke on my phone. Of course, it wasn’t because I was fascinated by the word ice cream shop, but because I pictured a person’s reaction to hearing that word in my head.

“Ice cream!? Shall we go!”

“I knew that.”

Unsurprisingly, like a three-year-old kid following the offer to buy her pork cutlet, Hanyuna raised her hand with her eyes shining. The words I was about to spit came out of my mouth just as I expected.

There are a few things Hanyu Naa can’t use, and one of them is ice cream. Although her girls tend to prefer sweets, Han Yuna’s love for ice cream is especially special.

To some extent, in the summer, there was a time when I emptied an entire carton I bought from an ice cream shop in front of my eyes, and then I got a stomach ache, and as soon as the stomachache got better, I ate another ice cream. At that time, I thought she was a real crazy b*tch.

“Then, shall we go to karaoke and buy one on the way out? You won’t be able to bring it into the karaoke room anyway.”

“Yes, then! But what flavors are there in that ice cream shop?”

Apparently Hanyu My interests have already moved from her karaoke to ice cream. Perhaps in the future, she is destined to marry the owner of an ice cream shop.

As she watched me behind her, Hanyu, who was already working on her menu selection, an involuntary laugh leaked out. On the outside, she seems like an immature child, but for some reason, if you watch her, she is a very interesting guy. So she must have been friends with her for 19 years.

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The karaoke room I arrived with Park Si-yoon and Subin was better than I thought. At least it was better than the new karaoke room we had been to before, with a faint paint smell. The floor made of bean gravel is quite neat and the overall interior is cozy, so it seems suitable for a new regular place.

“Now, Yuna is this way.”

“Ah, yes.”

When I found an appropriately empty room and entered, Subin, who entered first, tapped on the seat in the middle of hers and suggested that it be my assigned seat. She doesn’t know why she has to sit there, but her center position isn’t bad, so she just sits down.

What is the importance of seating in a karaoke room? You just have to have fun.

“Hey, go to the side. Do not occupy the middle alone.”

While I was contemplating what song to sing, Park Si-yoon, who came in last, sat down next to me and expressed his dissatisfaction.

“Sir, what can I do when it’s narrow! Is it because you grew up dirty in the first place!?”

“It was originally made for three people, but does it make sense that it is narrow? You can go there for a bit.”

“If I stick too hard, Subin will feel uncomfortable!”

Subin is still clinging to the wall because of us, but Park Si-yoon doesn’t notice that and is asking me to move closer to him, so I can’t help but shout.

Is this fool really devoid of meticulousness? The more I look at it, the more I feel keenly that the morning dream was just a dog dream. Who would want to marry a man like this? It’s a pity for the bride-to-be.

“Mistress, that’s it. Stand up and sing.”

In the end, Park Si-yoon put the banknotes in his hand and stood up from his seat holding the microphone with the tone of giving up. Even so, when he sits and looks at his height, the distance to the top of his head feels farther away.

Anyway, since he’s unnecessarily tall, he won’t know even if he loses it anyway, so he only yields 5 cm to me. Then I’m just 170cm, so I should be able to show off my superior height. That’s why there are more guys like this.

“Oh, is Siyoon quitting the start? What are you going to call me?”

“It’s me who calls every time.”

“You call me every time?”

I tilted my head as if I didn’t know what kind of song Soobin was.

Ah, actually, Subin might not know. Come to think of it, the three of us went to karaoke together less often than I thought. There are quite a few times when Park Si-yoon and I went together, or Subin and I went alone.

Anyway, if it’s this guy’s song number 18, that’s it. Listening to the fictional day, now the pattern is roughly analogized. Unlike me, who tries a new song every time I go to karaoke, the range of songs selected by Park Si-yoon is always fixed anyway.

‘Letter from a friend’

When the title of Park Si-yoon’s song No. 18 Appeared in large letters on the karaoke screen, Subin responded by saying, “Oh, this?” It’s quite an old song, but it’s a famous enough song that people who know it should know about it. I remember that the president of her agency told me that there are quite a few people auditioning for this song.

Anyway, I was disappointed with her selection of songs that were no different than usual, so I decided to watch Park Si-yoon with sad eyes. Sometimes, I wish I could come out with a new song, but with a feeling.

“Hey, Han Yuna.”

“… Why?”

But around the time the prelude started playing, Park Si-yoon suddenly called me with a microphone in a somewhat serious atmosphere. I don’t know if it’s because of the dark indoor atmosphere, but I was embarrassed by the eyes that seemed different from usual, so I reacted one beat late, and Park Si-yoon spoke as if proclaiming that day.

“Listen carefully.”

Listen carefully…. What?

After hearing Park Si-yoon’s words, I remembered what the lyrics of this song contained.

Come to think of it, this song was definitely about a guy confessing to a girl he was only friends with. And Park Si-yoon sang that song in front of me, my childhood friend of 19 years, and told me to listen carefully. Even though I’ve never said anything like that while singing this song normally.

Heart pounding.

As soon as I thought about it, my heart, which had been throbbing needlessly even during lunch, started beating wildly again. However, the prelude that followed immediately buried the signal as if it was not the time yet.