I was a horrible husband, and a scumbag father. Having amnesia wasn’t an excuse. Even so, because of that, I lost my family instantly. In order to save Nero– my son and heir– I killed my daughter Neoma. And then I had to witness Mona, my neglected wife, die in front of me. Why did I have to regain all my memories at that exact moment? I wanted to die with Mona and Neoma. And, just when I thought I could finally be reunited with them, I opened my eyes and realized I turned back time. I returned at the exact moment Mona and I were in the middle of discussing divorce. Divorce? No way in hell would Nikolai divorce Mona this time!
"HE WAS your former student, Aunt Nichole?" Neoma asked while watching her aunt help the boy called 'Lewis' stand up. "Oh, right. You said you used to teach, Auntie."
"I was the coach of Lewis' Taekwondo team when he was in elementary," Aunt Nichole explained. "Then I became his homeroom teacher in his second year of middle school."
Oh.
So, the pretty boy was an athlete.
[No wonder his kick made Tteokbokki fall.]
"Teacher Kang is also the one who helped me get an athletic scholarship to the high school I got into," Lewis added. "Miss Kang helped my family a lot, too."
"The heck?" Tteokbokki complained while glaring at Lewis. "You can talk normally! Then why the heck did you talk like a broken machine earlier?!"
Lewis looked at Tteokbokki with a disgusted look on his face, then the boy clicked his tongue. "Tsk."
Pfft.