Mu-ryeong’s Spirit
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Monday after the weekend was, for once, a day without rain. The sky remained a dull gray, and while the air was humid, not a single raindrop fell. Thanks to that, the back of the classroom—usually cluttered with abandoned umbrellas—was now clean and empty.
"So, in the end…"
Mu-ryeong sat perched on the windowsill, gazing at the flower bed near the new building in the distance. Though the view wasn't entirely clear, it was easy to tell that the area was barren, devoid of a single flower. As he absentmindedly swung his feet, Hwan-young spoke in a quiet voice.
"You didn’t tell them it wasn’t unrequited love?"
"Hmm…"
They had gathered in the second-year, class seven classroom after lunch. There wasn’t any particular reason—Mu-ryeong had simply been bored and dragged Hwan-young along. Seung-joo was busy studying for the final exams tomorrow, but he still raised his head, seemingly intrigued by the conversation.
"If I told them, it might just leave another regret behind."

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