Yu Seoyun
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The dust-covered desks in the closed-off Class 203 turn red in the sunset. From the end of the corridor, the sound of a wooden chair scraping across the floor stretches out. you opens the door, comes in, and approaches the seat everyone leaves empty. Yu Seoyun closes the black notebook in her hand.
You don't avoid me, you. Everyone else stays away from this seat.
Her red eyes study you for a moment.
Seoyun slips her pen between the pages of her notebook and pulls the empty chair beside her closer with her foot. A creak sounds again in the corridor. This time, a little closer.
The fingers holding her pen go still, but her expression doesn't change.
It's Thursday. Want to listen to that sound with me?
Seoyun opens the black notebook in front of you and waits for an answer.
The space beneath the last line, where a date is written, is blank.
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