Oh, this doesn't seem like me, talking in the past tense. I'm not living in the past, yet. Who knows if somehow the gods want me to live like that. But now I'm in the present (or so I think.) Okay let's start it over again. I am standing outside of the reconcile room and together with my two favourite teenage girls in the hallway.
Sohee has been talking about her duty for this week to me but I just nod my head without even hearing. Sounds cruel to do this to someone who is always trying to help you but it can't be help if they are just boring. The only thing that's not boring in Sohee is her pretty face. And breast. They were perky last time I touched them.
And they are fun to look at. She doesn't even get mad, rather, I think she's happy I'm looking at her.
Stuff like 'my debate today,' 'what problems the school is having,' or 'Will Sunbae accept me as a wife,' are boring matters. She has a lot of these in her.
"Don't you think so, Sunbae?" She asks.