Graduate(5)
What is a nightmare?
The definition may vary from person to person, but I think it's a dream with a sense of reality added to one's worries.
In other words,
'It wasn't a nightmare.'
This wasn't a nightmare, but a prophetic dream that showed me the bleak future that would soon happen to me.
...What else could it be?
If it's not a dream, it's occult, far beyond the realm of science.
"Moon-soo."
"Yes."
"You've been so quiet on the way to the faculty office. Aren't you curious about who the teacher invited to the school?"
"Of course, I'm curious! Why wouldn't I be?"
I was not curious at all because I already knew who it was, but I decided to follow the lead of my homeroom teacher.
"Want to guess?"
"...Yoo Il-am."
"Oh my! You got it right in one guess! Yoo Il-am must be famous."
"I only know his name."
Everything had gone exactly the same way up to this point.
The passionate homeroom teacher had invited shaman Yoo Il-am to the school to help me, who was wandering aimlessly, and he had started broadcasting live without fail, showing off his arrogance.
'But not this time!'
I quickly checked on shaman Yoo Il-am, who was following me, and naturally passed the stairs leading to the school rooftop.
I didn't think it was appropriate to bring him to the female student who had fainted and lost consciousness.
Kicking someone who fainted?
