Great Novelist

Again, this is a school. The school has students and teachers. And there's the thief. But there are no cops. There is no police in the special school area. When multiple victims occur in class, the president informs the teacher of the appearance of the thief. The teacher then determines the size of the damage and closes the case by telling the victims a comforting message and a threat to the thief who may be listening. Finding or capturing a thief is prohibited, as is punishment. This is a school.

In other words, if we get Baron out of here, the case will be stopped. Getting her out of the classroom isn't that hard.

“Who are you? ”

Red hairpin asked, but I didn't answer. You urge her to keep your eyes peeled.

“Come on, Dr. Moon is calling. ”

“Oh, yeah. ”

She is embarrassed by the sudden appearance of Lord, but is drawn to his calm words. At the time when the two of them left not a step forward to the back door, I felt that he was grabbing them from behind. Turning around, you see a red-headed pin holding his hand. Her fury is about to pierce her eyes.

“Wait a minute.”

“Why, Dr. Moon said it was urgent. ”

“You're a first-grader. You were in our class with the other first graders a while ago. ”

“Yes. I still have something to do with you. ”

The eyes of the hairpin flashed. He sighed deeply. Things seem to be getting a little hectic around here.

“Is that you?"

Oh, dear.

“What?”

I asked again with a face that I did not know English. Seeing him with his head tilted and buried, the hairpin stands with blood on his neck.

“You stole my phone! ”

“No.”

He gazes at him with baroness, making sure he can't hear his denial.

“Then why is a first-year student in and out of our class? I was just checking to see if you had anything to steal. So as soon as you change your phone, it's gone. ”

“I don't think so.”

“Name the kids who are in love with you. I'm going to arrest you and call the police! ”

Hairpins use visible techniques. It was her intention to scare the first-class out of her mouth. I answered calmly.

“Isn't the cellphone supposed to be submitted as soon as you get to school? You've been harassing me about your cell phone, and you stole a purse from the office? ”

The face of the hairpin is crumpled nicely. The principle is to put the mobile phone in the bag of every half of the mobile phone until the end of the school ordinance period. The handbag is stored in the office by each classroom and picked up at regular times. It was a principle created to prevent this imminence, which occurred after the invention of the object called the mobile phone.

Of course, there are many students who don't adhere to the doctrine, but at least they don't cause this kind of commotion.

“It's bad to steal from others. ”

“Of course. Stealing is bad. It's bad to be framed as a bad guy. ”

When I heard that her eyes were slightly sluggish, I came back to life. Her lashes show tears in front of her. I was frantically insecure.

“Ha, there's a bit of a struggle there. ”

“I know you're nervous about losing things, but it's offensive to be treated like a criminal. ”

“What's so bad about treating a perpetrator? It disappeared after you left! He said the door was open this morning, but it was you, wasn't it? ”

Morning, Moon. There is a figure that comes to mind immediately. It was spring when I went to school early to secretly give Baron a snack. I hope spring didn't steal it. No, he's not. When I shut my mouth for a moment and thought, the hairpin I wanted raised my voice even more.

“Hurry up and call the others! Give me my phone. ”

“Ha.”

After all, the steps are in place, and no one can hear her in this state. I looked around for someone to calm her down. Baronegal was nowhere to be seen, and the other sophomores were still watching.

I found someone who looks like a friend of the hairpin. What are you doing without stopping him?

“Shut up.”

You hear a loud voice behind you. The blunt tone was familiar. I knew who he was without looking back. It was Baron who came here.

“What the hell.”

Baron's voice echoes in the quiet classroom. He looks around and fixes his gaze on the hairpin. As Baron looks down at his big body, his hairpin slows a little.

He smiled, not to suit the mood. I guess you have the guts to paint in a doorway. Baron looked at himself and guessed the purpose of his second-grade classroom.

“Now it's your turn. ”

“Yes. I just came to get a letter from you. What's going on?" ”

Baron said to the hairpin:

“You heard him. He's here to see me. And the rest of the first-year class. If I were you, I'd steal from my classmates. ”

“You can steal enough while you're here! ”

The hairpin receives Baron's words, determined not to retreat.

“I won. ”

Baron sighs. He realizes that he can't communicate with anyone. Excited, she said.

“Are you in on this? ”

“No.”

“Then tell your subordinate to return my phone quickly. ”

“You said you didn't take it. What do you want from me? ”

Baron says the hairpin is stuffy. I don't know who you are right now. Baron, who was angry with the attitude of the hairpin, left before saying anything.

“Have you looked under the desk? ”

“Do you think I'm an idiot? Of course I did!”

“Did you get a good look between textbooks? ”

“I don't put textbooks under my desk. ”

“Then you better find out more. That kind of carelessness can lead to mistakes. ”

“That's me. Are you trying to run away while I look under my desk? ”

It's not that I haven't thought about it. If it were to be resolved on the run, he would have escaped a hundred times, but seeing her condition, he was ready to follow her to the end.

“No way. It's just a possibility. You can do that. ”

He squeezes the hairpin between his glabella and grabs his wrist. Then he drags her to his desk. I shoved my remaining hand under the desk roughly in front of him. It was an act of certainty that would never happen.

The hairpin shakes his hand as if to look not only at him, but also at the children in class. Her hands groan under her desk. He watched her quietly.

Tuck.

I slammed something into her hand. Roll a few times and stop at someone's feet. It was a cellphone, the latest cell phone she was desperately looking for.

She looks at the phone falling to the floor. There's no rhythm. Her face is as sweet as ever. I'm blushing more than I've ever cried out in excitement. An unfinished groan came out of his mouth.

“Why, why. ”

He picked up the phone instead and handed it to her. She holds her phone in her hand without a word. Her slightly stroked hands freeze cold.

The children who were watching the scene were still unaware of the situation. Is that the phone?

“Hey, you should have looked harder. ”

Meanwhile, someone opens their mouth. It was a woman's voice, one of the half-kids who was not standing still, and at the same time a friend of hers who would dry the hairpin that Lord had found. One more person stepped up and said.

“Apologize and get it over with. ”

Two men stand on either side of the red-haired pin. The hairpin lowers its head and still says nothing. Looking at her condition, a friend opens his mouth instead. Her friends wave, smiling.

“Sorry, sorry. He's a bit of a hothead. I don't see anything around me if I get a fever in my head. You should be ashamed of yourself. I owe you an apology. ”

“Yes, I'm sorry. Ugh, I knew you'd do this. ”

The mood is lighter with their light tone. Laughter pops out halfway around the world. You hear each other talking. Only the red-headed pins remain silent in the middle of the chaos. I didn't lift my head to the prank of my friends.

“What's so noisy about this class? ”

Teacher Moon raised his head to the front door and said. It wasn't time for class yet. I want to know why I'm here. I stare at him, and Mr. Moon looks at you with the look of why you're here.

“What are you doing here? Go down quickly.”

“Yes.”

I saw Baron Girl standing next to Moon. He noticed that she had called for a teacher. Baron looks you in the eye, asking you to come out. I approached her, still blushing before I followed him. She raised her head slightly as she heard the popularity in the nearby area. He whispered in a small voice.

“I saw two people put their hands under their desks. ”

Her eyes are wide open. The pupil says he understands what he is saying. After checking it, you turn quietly.

“What did you say? ”

“Not really.”

As he replied to Baron, he remembered that moment.

I was looking for a friend to calm her down. And then there was Barron. The attention of all was focused on Barron. At that time, I saw two people doing strange things. I take my phone out of my pocket and put it under someone's desk.

The moment I saw the scene, my palms were itching.

She would have bragged about her new phone. The boasting distracted the two of them.

The two of them hid their cell phones to mess with her. But she made things much bigger than either of them expected. It wasn't enough for them. You can't go out in this atmosphere.

If I couldn't get out, I had to hide. Both of them thought. Keep it under your desk, avoiding everyone's eyes. Let's put them in there for their own mistakes.

Soon after, that moment came and the two of them acted.

I turned my head and looked at her before I left the class. Among her comforting friends, she stands with her cell phone silent.

They were desperate to pin the thief's guilt and responsibility on others. The three of them looked alike.

I left the school building and went under the shade of the tree in the corner of the playground. It stretches quite widely, so the shade is also large.

There is an iron rod right next to it. He turns his eyes away from the cold light reflected by the silver rod.

“Thank you for your help. ”

“I never helped. ”

He said dry that he only told the truth.

“It's hard to tell the truth. The other guys weren't just watching. ”

“I'm not like the others. It's a different color."

He waves his hand in front of the eyes of Lord. A large, black hand moves heavily to the left and to the right.

“By the way, since you're the only art minister for Moon Ye, you should try it. ”

Moon Ye-won's only art officer. It refers to Baron. He did not hesitate to ask questions.

“Why did you come to the gate? ”

“By mistake.”

He tilted his head and asked.

“Are you confused with the art department? ”