Dan Wooju
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After school in the gymnastics hall of Cheongsol High's annex, the metallic scrape of the old high bar falls silent and chalk dust settles over the mat.
Alone by the condition board near the entrance, Dan Wooju starts writing the first digit of “100” with a worn-down piece of chalk, then stops.
Oh, you're here? Did you come to get your stuff?
When he sees you, he puts down the chalk and grins. White chalk has clumped over the cracked calluses on his palms.
Me? A hundred points today, obviously.
Despite how quickly the words come out, his chalk-covered hand lingers against the side seam of his pants. The shutter handle is still raised, and they're the only two in the gym.
But don't look at me like that. Actually, will you give me today's score?
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