Rumor has it that Lim Dae-han is the son of a butcher in Jaecheon-dong.
There was a large market in Jaecheon-dong, where the livestock market was particularly active.
They said he lived at a place where animalsâ limbs were cut, bones were smashed, blood was drained, and intestines were combined to fill human stomachs.
When the other guys saw Lim Dae-hanâs father, they started joking about butchers and other low-quality noises. It was funny to see the people who couldnât care less about meat looked down on Lim Dae-hanâs father because he was a butcher. Whatâs even more ridiculous was the fact that they were talking behind the scenes while remaining silent in front of Lim Dae-han.
They were terrified of him because he was huge, being over 190 centimeters tall, taller than the members of the schoolâs basketball team.
They acted like a stick that shrinks when baked in an oil stove in front of Lim Dae-han, and then giggling behind him that was not pleasant to see. When I looked at them closely, I couldnât figure out why they were talking behind his back. But, in fact, I was no different from them.
I was also uncomfortable with the overbearing and violent Lim Dae-han, but on the other side, I was terrified.
***
The summer of my sophomore year of high school was uneventful. School was tedious, and it was the ideal time to be bored. Compared to the third year, where there is no room for boredom as the college entrance exams are just around the corner and a busy first year. Whether adjusting to school or becoming anxious for college, the sophomore year is⊠literally a sophomore. There was nothing interesting about it.
As an ordinary student, I normally spend my time in class studying and looking at various things. But it was different today.
I really wanted to go home. The air conditioner in the classroom was broken. There was wind, but it was not much different from the hot wind. Even so, I couldnât even ventilate the room because of the classmates who insisted on closing the windows. The stinky smell of dust kept tickling my nostrils. I relied on the loud fan barely hanging from the ceiling, but honestly I was dying from the heat.
I was weaker than my peers in handling the heat. Because of the heat, I was sweating profusely and my face had turned red. My lips were pale and dry as if I were sick, and I was squirming helplessly on the desk.
âHey, tell the teacher and go home. Itâs a self-study after all.â
My friend patted me on the shoulder and said that. I opened my eyes and gave a hazy response. I replied, âOkay, Iâll go to the teacherâs office then⊠I tried my hardest to pronounce it correctly, but I couldnât.â
âSo⊠Then Iâm going to the office⊠I will be back.â
In fact, the voice that came out of my mouth was full of strange breathing sounds.
I was allowed to leave as soon as I went to the office and met the teacher. It was because my face had turned a ripe red and I was breathing weirdly. I wasnât the type of person who would normally be lethargic enough to go early.
âOh, Iâd like to go to the teacherâs office as well.â my friends murmured as I returned to the classroom. âStill, I canât win over Ki Young-hyun. Take a look at that bastardâs face.â The same jealousy could be heard. I silently packed my bag while listening to that voice in the background. I couldnât even answer since I didnât have the energy. All I wanted to do was get home and take a rest.
Comfortably in my space.
***
It wasnât a long walk from school to my house. I walked for roughly 20 minutes after exiting the rear door to get to my home. Although the bus ride was only a few stations, it took longer than walking because the intervals were long and the bus going around. At the very least, walking down the alley from the back gate was better.
There were no people in the alley as usual. It was awkward to walk on hot streets at this time because it was unusual to return home in broad daylight except during the exam period.
Then I met Lim Dae-han in the alley.
Dae-han was smoking near the lane in the parking lot on the first level of the villa. He wasnât accompanied by his usual underling. The black half-sleeved shirt, which was worn under a school uniform shirt and had a button loosened from the top, stood out significantly. In the parking lot marked with four lines of paint, he was holding a thick pack of cigarettes in one hand and a lighter in the other and staring at me.
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I stopped for a moment when I saw him, and I continued my step forward. My face darkened at the prospect of trekking uphill on the road ahead of me. The tearing sound of cicadas, the burning asphalt, and the blazing sunlight that seem to melt everything. Everything was inconvenient, bothersome, and killing me.
I should have just taken the bus. How could I have imagined walking home through here would be peaceful?
I regretted it, but I couldnât help it. I wouldnât be able to get home unless I passed through here. I walked away ignoring Lim Dae-hanâs eyes following me. Think of it as a mural. I felt a little comfortable thinking that way. There was no reason for him to speak to me in the first place.
Although Lim Dae-han and I were in the same class, we havenât spoken to each other since the class started.
It was the moment when I was about to pass by Lim Dae-han while thinking about him. Suddenly I heard a voice.
âHey.â
Lim Dae-han voiceâs was low, like if coming from deep within a cave. That didnât mean he was humming, though. Lim Dae-han was not as talkative as those who rubbed their hands and feet next to him. If youâre wondering how I know, I just found out.
But even though I heard the voice, I just ignored it. I thought Lim Dae-han was alone, but there was another person beside him. I must have misheard it. While thinking about it. Once again, there was no reason for Dae-han to talk to me.
I pretended I hadnât heard the voice and was going to continue my walk.
Thud, thud, thud! With the heavy footsteps, the voice could be heard once more.
âHey, Ki Young-hyun.â
It was then that I realized Dae-han was calling me. I was surprised, so I turned around and checked him. He looked at me and strode towards me after exiting the villaâs shaded parking area and standing on the same road as me.
âWhere are you going?â
I looked at him with a questioning expression. Were we close enough for him to ask about where I was going? âDid you think that the teacher made me come out to find you?â I wondered as I slowly rolled my eyes.
There was something strange. Lim Dae-han didnât look like a person who was afraid of the teacherâs scolding. If he was afraid, he wouldnât smoke around school or go out after class.
Nonetheless, I responded to him just in case.
âThe teacher didnât ask me to come to find you.â
Lim Dae-han cocked his brows as soon as the words were spoken. Wrinkles appeared between the brows at the same time. There were a lot more expressions than I expected. Unlike me, who simply considers going home with a blank expression on my face.
âWho asks that? Where are you going?â
Lim Dae-han had a rough tone to his voice. I didnât think my words were nice or delicate, but when I talked to him, I become a person who spoke softly. I responded with a sluggish voice as I looked at Dae-han.
âIâm going home.â
âHome?â
âYesâŠâ
âWhy home?â
ââŠâ
I donât think thereâs any reason to answer that, so I just stood in front of Lim Dae-han who kept asking questions. Lim Dae-han seems impatient to hear the answer somehow.
âWhy are you going?â
â⊠Iâm sick.â
âWhere does it hurt? Do you have an upset stomach?â
He looked down at my lower belly as he spoke. Our eyes met once more as he raised his head. I shook my head. Itâs hot⊠I want to go home⊠I thought to myself but didnât get it out of my mouth.
âBecause of the heat.â
âReally?â
âYes. Then IâŠâ
Iâve got to go. Before the sentence was finished, Dae-han said another word.
âThe hospital.â
âI donât have to go to the hospital. Iâll be fine when I get home and rest.â
âEat something cold?â
âYes, I drink water, I take a bath⊠But Iâm really having a hard timeâŠâ
Dae-han scratched the nape of his neck. He also fiddled with his sideburns for no reason. The pack of cigarettes he was holding in his hand disappeared as if it had never been there.
I made it clear that this was an awkward situation. I glanced sideways in the direction I was heading. However, Dae-han didnât care at all about where I was looking. And after a while, he grabbed my wrist without hesitation.
âLetâs go get a drink.â
Then he strode forward, leading me and taking his own steps.