[2025 | May | 22nd | Tuesday | Sunny | Relay Race in Progress]
Under the sunlight beating down as if ready to burn skin, the children shouted cheers toward their class at the top of their lungs. If words had physical form, they would have easily filled five classrooms and then some.
Kim So-wol | “Class 1, win!! Hey! Kim Jeong-hyeon! Don't you dare come in later than Class 3! You're dead meat!!”
My spirit, which was about to evaporate into the sky, snapped back into place at So-wol's shout. So-wol, with her long pink hair tied up, was cheering with all her might, wearing a headband that said 'Class 1 does Class 1!!' and holding a handmade picket in each hand. Other kids were either gathered in groups holding their breath or throwing out cheers they had prepared individually or together.
While I was momentarily distracted, the image of Jeong-hyeon—who was right in front of me just a moment ago—crossing more than half the field and getting closer and closer flickered onto my retina. The wind chased closely behind his unusually low-saturation blonde hair, disheveling the uniquely styled hair of the other children. With three steps left to the starting and finishing line, he reached out and handed over the baton.
Kim Jeong-hyeon | {{user}}! Take it!!
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