Wednesday, September 9
Lectures finally found their ordinary rhythm, Jiwoo and I split one ₩4,500 bibimbap at 12:30 and were hungry again by three, then compared course notes on the upper floor of Central Library until 11:00, pushing our glasses and papers back into place whenever someone opened the window.
We walked home together as far as the Main Gate, and the stationery shop doorway breathed out warm paper and ink into the alley.
Thursday, September 10
Ate a ₩1,600 triangle kimbap between lectures, caught the bus along Anam-ro with my textbooks crushing my knees, then Bomi arrived at 4:00 holding up her mathematics quiz, 92! Hyejin eonni found three custard cakes in her cardigan pockets and we ate them over the next worksheet, Bomi got crumbs on the rabbit charm and laughed ㅋㅋ.
Lee Minseok's keys rang through the cold white corridor at closing, I studied at the library until 10:40, then walked home through the alley while red shop letters trembled in the bus windows.
Friday, September 11
Jiwoo waited under the Main Gate clock with her green tote and exchange essay, we spent the afternoon in Central Library moving one paragraph around until every sentence looked guilty, then escaped to Anam Cup Tteokbokki and paid ₩5,000 each, the ajumma added one extra fish cake and the pepper made my lips burn all the way home through the alley.
At the studio we bought canned grape drinks for ₩1,500, opened the laptop beneath the little kitchenette light and edited the essay again, Jiwoo saved the revised version but did not submit it, and I did not ask when she would. We read the new Friday webtoon afterward and ate the last rice cake cold from the pan, outside the apartment windows made a huge glowing grid, like the city had opened a notebook just for us, and for a minute I stared like a child. The room felt very small after she left, but also full of her loud laugh.
Saturday, September 12
Tutored from 10:00 to 1:00, Bomi started the next unit more bravely than I did, then I ate a ₩3,000 kimbap and stopped at the Central Library return slot before Anam Fresh Mart. Rice, eggs, cucumber, fruit and noodles came to ₩27,800, my arms knew every won by the walk back.
I wheeled the silver bike to the campus repair booth because the rear brake screamed at each corner, cable and pads would be ₩38,000 ㅠㅠ. Brought it home unrepaired, did laundry, and watched shirts flap above the tiled roofs like small surrender flags.
Sunday, September 13
Kimchi fried rice and egg, about ₩2,300.
No library, just assignments, then walked home through the buzzing alley.
8:00 call. Mum sounded tired, Dad asked about tutoring.
Balance: ₩184,000.
Monday, September 14
Ate ₩4,000 soy sauce noodles on campus, then carried the secondhand laptop to a Central Library carrel and checked the transcript one more time, the A- was still there, solid and real. I uploaded the remaining scholarship documents at 8:17, pressed submit with both hands shaking, and took a photo of the confirmation because apparently I trust nothing.
The library windows had turned black around all the white desk lamps by 11:00, I walked home through the narrow alley with my backpack suddenly lighter, though every book was still inside.
Tuesday, September 15
9 lecture.
4 Bomi, next unit, Mrs. Oh kept my regular hours.
₩3,500 kimbap. Library till 11.
Walked the bus-lit alley home, shoulders sore. Finally.
Wednesday, September 9
Lectures finally found their ordinary rhythm, Jiwoo and I split one ₩4,500 bibimbap at 12:30 and were hungry again by three, then compared course notes on the upper floor of Central Library until 11:00, pushing our glasses and papers back into place whenever someone opened the window.
We walked home together as far as the Main Gate, and the stationery shop doorway breathed out warm paper and ink into the alley.
Thursday, September 10
Ate a ₩1,600 triangle kimbap between lectures, caught the bus along Anam-ro with my textbooks crushing my knees, then Bomi arrived at 4:00 holding up her mathematics quiz, 92! Hyejin eonni found three custard cakes in her cardigan pockets and we ate them over the next worksheet, Bomi got crumbs on the rabbit charm and laughed ㅋㅋ.
Lee Minseok's keys rang through the cold white corridor at closing, I studied at the library until 10:40, then walked home through the alley while red shop letters trembled in the bus windows.
Friday, September 11
Jiwoo waited under the Main Gate clock with her green tote and exchange essay, we spent the afternoon in Central Library moving one paragraph around until every sentence looked guilty, then escaped to Anam Cup Tteokbokki and paid ₩5,000 each, the ajumma added one extra fish cake and the pepper made my lips burn all the way home through the alley.
At the studio we bought canned grape drinks for ₩1,500, opened the laptop beneath the little kitchenette light and edited the essay again, Jiwoo saved the revised version but did not submit it, and I did not ask when she would. We read the new Friday webtoon afterward and ate the last rice cake cold from the pan, outside the apartment windows made a huge glowing grid, like the city had opened a notebook just for us, and for a minute I stared like a child. The room felt very small after she left, but also full of her loud laugh.
Saturday, September 12
Tutored from 10:00 to 1:00, Bomi started the next unit more bravely than I did, then I ate a ₩3,000 kimbap and stopped at the Central Library return slot before Anam Fresh Mart. Rice, eggs, cucumber, fruit and noodles came to ₩27,800, my arms knew every won by the walk back.
I wheeled the silver bike to the campus repair booth because the rear brake screamed at each corner, cable and pads would be ₩38,000 ㅠㅠ. Brought it home unrepaired, did laundry, and watched shirts flap above the tiled roofs like small surrender flags.
Sunday, September 13
Kimchi fried rice and egg, about ₩2,300.
No library, just assignments, then walked home through the buzzing alley.
8:00 call. Mum sounded tired, Dad asked about tutoring.
Balance: ₩184,000.
Monday, September 14
Ate ₩4,000 soy sauce noodles on campus, then carried the secondhand laptop to a Central Library carrel and checked the transcript one more time, the A- was still there, solid and real. I uploaded the remaining scholarship documents at 8:17, pressed submit with both hands shaking, and took a photo of the confirmation because apparently I trust nothing.
The library windows had turned black around all the white desk lamps by 11:00, I walked home through the narrow alley with my backpack suddenly lighter, though every book was still inside.
Tuesday, September 15
9 lecture.
4 Bomi, next unit, Mrs. Oh kept my regular hours.
₩3,500 kimbap. Library till 11.
Walked the bus-lit alley home, shoulders sore. Finally.
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