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Chapter 60: Sehan Art Academy (1)
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Monday morning, 7:00 a.m.
So-young's alarm went off.
It was an alarm set thirty minutes earlier than usual.
"Jun! Wake up!"
Еṅu m̌ à
She shot up and opened the door to the next room.
Lee Jun was asleep with the blanket pulled over his head. Not a stir.
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"Jun. Get up. Today's the day you go to the academy."
"Mmmnh......"
Only a reply came from under the blanket. His body didn't move.
So-young went to the kitchen.
Wе̌ b̈ ǹ оvе l̇ Êñ ŭ m а
First she had to get breakfast on the table.
She took the fried rice she'd prepped the night before out of the fridge. Popped it in the microwave.
There was doenjang soup she'd made ahead the night before. It just needed reheating.
For side dishes, kimchi, a fried egg, and seaweed.
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As she set the table, So-young glanced at Lee Jun's room again.
Still under the blanket.
Ěñum̈а
"Lee Jun! Get up! It's 7:10!"
So-young marched into the room and pulled the blanket off.
Lee Jun scrunched his eyes shut and curled up.
"Cold."
"You're cold, so get up. Come on. You need to wash up."
She hauled him upright. He swayed on his feet.
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Pushed him into the bathroom. Wash face. Brush teeth.
She turned on the tap for him.
"You can do this yourself, right? Auntie'll get breakfast ready."
"Okay."
So-young went back to the kitchen.
The microwave beeped. Fried rice, done.
W ӗ ḃń о̄v е̂l Е̌n̈ū m а
She put the doenjang soup on the burner. Laid seaweed on a plate. Fried an egg in the pan.
She checked the time. 7:15.
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She looked toward the bathroom.
No sound of running water.
"Jun? Are you washing up?"
No answer.
W̃еb̃n̆ о̊ v е́ l E̊ñ ü m̌ а
So-young opened the bathroom door.
Lee Jun had finished washing, wiped his face with the towel, and was standing in front of the mirror.
He was staring hard at his own reflection.
"What are you doing?"
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"Looking in the mirror."
"The mirror? Why?"
Е́ n̂ùm̄а̂
"To look at my face."
It was a habit of his. Staring intently at something. Today, of all things, that something was his own face.
So-young knew it was a habit tied to his drawing. But now was not the time.
"Now is not the time for that! Come out and eat, quick!"
She pulled him out of the bathroom.
Sat him down at the table.
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Fried rice, fried egg, doenjang soup, seaweed, kimchi.
"Thank you for the food."
Lee Jun picked up his spoon. Scooped a spoonful and put it in his mouth.
He chewed. Slowly.
Across from him, So-young shoveled down her own food and watched the clock.
7:24.
Ẅ e b̈ň о v е̃l̈ En̆û ḿ ȧ
Lee Jun's fried rice wasn't even half gone.
So-young polished off her own food in a flash and went to get Lee Jun's clothes.
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The Sehan Art Academy preschool uniform.
It had arrived by courier the week before.
A pale-yellow collared shirt and overalls. A little palette-shaped design was embroidered on the chest.
There's a beret, too. The same pale yellow. A tiny brush-shaped pin was tucked into the side.
Е n̈üm ǎ .í d̄
Then, the bag. Indoor shoes, water bottle, towel, handkerchief. Check complete.
She came back. Lee Jun's fried rice was down by about two-thirds.
7:35.
"Okay, okay. Stop eating, let's get you changed."
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"But you're not supposed to leave food."
"You'll eat the rest tonight! Hurry!"
Е n̈ũ m̆ а̊.ī d
She spooned one last mouthful of doenjang soup into his mouth and got him up.
Lee Jun stood, chewing away.
She dressed him in his uniform, sliding his arms into the collared shirt and settling the straps over his shoulders.
Lee Jun had pulled the overalls on by himself. Front and back were reversed.
"Backward, they're backward."
She redid them.
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Socks. Left, right.
Last, the jacket on top.
She set the beret on his head, too. That one fit just right.
"Shoes on."
She got his shoes on him and slung the bag onto his back.
7:45.
Ё n u ṁа̇
"Done. All set!"
So-young let out a breath.
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There stood Lee Jun, all done up in the adorable Chick Class uniform.
Lee Jun, standing there with his bag on.
He turned his head and looked at the canvas in the room.
The Imonalisa. He still hadn't done his morning's work on it.
Е n ŭ m̂ а̇
"Auntie."
"Hmm?"
"I want to paint before we go."
"No. The van's going to be here any minute now."
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"Just once."
"No!!"
Ѐǹu m̀а. і d
She opened the front door and stepped out.
They took the elevator down to the first floor.
She checked the clock. 7:52.
So-young hadn't even managed to tie her hair up properly. She'd just thrown a cardigan over the comfy dress she wore around the house.
Lee Jun, blank-faced, was towed along by his aunt's hand.
"Barely made it in time......"
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That was close. She'd thought an hour in the morning would be plenty.
Usually getting ready to go out went faster than this.
But today, even though she'd prepped everything the night before, it had taken forever.
A little more dawdling and they'd have been late on the very first day.
"Ugh. Do moms really do this every single morning?"
Getting a kid ready for school in the morning. Just one day of it, and she was this frazzled.
Wе b n̊о̆vél̄ Еǹu mа
So-young felt all over again that raising a child was no ordinary job.
A moment later.
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A yellow van pulled up in front of the building.
The side of the van read 'Sehan Art Academy'.
A woman got out of the van.
A young teacher. Bobbed hair, an apron tied on.
Еn u ṁ a . ì d
"This is Lee Jun, yes?"
"Yes, yes. That's him. Hello, we're not late, are we?"
"Not at all. We don't leave until 8:00 sharp, so there's still plenty of time."
The teacher smiled and looked at Lee Jun.
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"Hi there. I'm Ms. Min Ji-hye, the preschool division teacher. You'll be coming with us starting today. Nice to have you."
"Hello."
Ѐ n̈um a
Lee Jun gave a little nod.
So-young took Lee Jun by the shoulders.
She crouched down to meet his eyes.
Today of all days, his aunt's face was solemn.
"Jun."
"Yeah."
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"Listen to your teacher."
"Yeah."
"Eat all your lunch."
"Yeah."
"Get along with the other kids."
"Yeah."
W̊е̄b nо̃vel Е́ n ũ ḿ а
"Don't just draw. When it's time to study, study too."
"Yeah."
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"And. And......"
So-young trailed off. She doesn't know what else to say.
There was so much to tell him, but it wouldn't line up in her head.
She was worried sick. It felt like sending a little kid off on his first errand, somewhere far from home.
W̆ е.ḃn ȯ v еl̈ E̊ňu.m_å
"Auntie. I'm okay."
Lee Jun said.
Whether or not he knew his aunt was worried.
A soft laugh slipped out of So-young.
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For no reason, her eyes welled up.
"Right. Our Jun's going to be just fine, isn't he? Have fun."
E n ů m̀ ã
With the teacher guiding him, Lee Jun climbed into the van.
His aunt stood outside, waving.
Lee Jun waved back.
In the back seat sat two children in the same uniform.
One boy, one girl.
About Lee Jun's age.
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"Jun, you sit here."
The teacher sat Lee Jun between the two of them.
"Hi."
Lee Jun spoke first.
"Hi!"
the boy answered. A bright, spirited voice.
E num а̌
"You're coming with us starting today?"
"Yeah."
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"What's your name?"
"I'm Lee Jun."
"Lee Jun? I'm Seo Yun-ho! Seven years old!"
Yun-ho kept asking. He was full of questions.
Е́ ṅů m̈ӓ
"How old are you, Lee Jun?"
"Me? Six?"
"You're a year younger than me. So you have to call me big brother."
Lee Jun tilted his head.
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The girl cut in.
"But Yun-ho, you're six too."
E̊n̈.u m â
"I'm as tall as a seven-year-old!"
"That's not a thing."
The girl looked at Lee Jun.
"I'm Park Chae-rin. I'm six too!"
"Hi, Chae-rin."
"Hi! What cartoons do you like, Lee Jun?"
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Lee Jun thought.
Cartoons. He'd hardly ever watched cartoons.
"I don't know."
"You don't know? You don't even know Sinbi Expedition?"
"No."
"You don't know Catch Aniping either?"
W̊ е̌ bn̄о̂ v е l Е̇ nũ m ӑ
"No."
Chae-rin's and Yun-ho's eyes went wide at the same time.
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"Really? If you don't watch cartoons, what do you do for fun?"
"Do you play Roblox?"
"No. I draw."
"Draw? What else?"
Ẇ ë b n о̄ ve ľ E nuṁа̂
"Else?"
Lee Jun thought for a moment.
Something besides drawing.
He had few memories of playing at anything else.
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He'd gone to the amusement park yesterday, but that felt like a different sort of thing.
Seeing that Lee Jun couldn't come up with an answer, the two kids traded a look.
Ẁе̊ b̂ǹо.v е̃ l Еn u mа̊
"He's really something."
Yun-ho said.
"You draw every day? I only draw during art time."
"Me too."
Chae-rin said.
"Lee Jun, do you know what's for lunch?"
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Yun-ho asked.
"No."
"I bet it's curry today. It's always curry on Mondays."
"Do you like curry?"
"I do!"
Chae-rin cut in.
Е ňumа̂
"But the academy curry's not that great. The carrots are too big."
"Why is it bad if the carrots are big?"
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"Because I hate carrots!"
Lee Jun nodded. Hating vegetables was a feeling he understood too.
The van drove on. The morning scenery slid past the windows.
Lee Jun still had no idea how the day would go.
Е n_u ma
No crayons in his hands, no brush, no pencil.
Inside his bag there were only indoor shoes and a water bottle.
It was the first time he'd left the house without a sketchbook.
His hands felt a little empty.
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The van crossed the Han River.
From up on the bridge, he could see the river water glittering.
Ѐ n̄üṁ а̌
On either side, Chae-rin and Yun-ho chattered without a pause.
Wedged between them, Lee Jun looked out the window.
After about ten more minutes, the van turned onto a hillside road.
The trees grew thicker. The gaps between buildings widened.
The van stopped.
"We're here. Let's get out."
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The teacher opened the door for them.
Lee Jun got out and looked up at the building.
It was a three-story white building.
The plate-glass windows were big, and one wall was covered in murals that looked like the kids had painted them. Trees, flowers, animals, rainbows.
Beside the front gate, in colorful lettering, it read 'Sehan Art Academy'.
In the yard there was a small lawn and a flower bed, too.
Еn̂ ů m̆а́. і d
Looking at the building brought the Sehan Museum to mind.
"Is this an art museum?"
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Lee Jun asked.
"It's not a museum. It's the academy."
Yun-ho said.
"Our academy's pretty, isn't it?"
Еn̂ ù m̊ å.îd
"They say it's prettier than the other places. Our academy is."
Chae-rin led the way in. Her steps were sure and familiar.
Yun-ho followed. Lee Jun went in behind the two of them.
The teacher came last, keeping an eye on the children.
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Inside, pictures hung on both walls of the hallway.
Crayon, watercolor, colored pencil. Pictures the kids had drawn.
W̆_ěb n̄.ō v е̃ l Еn üm а̃
Lee Jun looked at the pictures as he walked.
His feet slowed. Simple pictures, but fun ones.
"Lee Jun, hurry up!"
Chae-rin called from up ahead.
Reluctantly, Lee Jun picked up his pace.
The preschool division classroom was on the first floor.
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The door opened onto a wide room.
The windows were big and let in a lot of light.
Six tables. Twenty-four chairs.
Several children had already arrived.
It was loud. Kids running around, kids chattering, kids goofing off.
Lee Jun stood at the door, watching it all blankly.
W е b̄n o v̇еl Е̂ ñ ù m̀а̄
He'd never seen so many kids his own age, all in the same clothes.
He'd seen plenty of kids at Eden Land too, but those were kids just passing by.
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This was different. These kids were all in the same clothes, in the same room.
"Everyone! Look over here!"
Ms. Min Ji-hye stood at the front and clapped her hands.
The kids stopped what they were doing and looked her way.
Еn.um а̊
More than thirty eyes turned toward Lee Jun.
"Starting today, we have a new friend in our class. Jun, why don't you introduce yourself?"
Lee Jun stepped to the front. The kids were staring.
"I'm Lee Jun."
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After that one line, Lee Jun closed his mouth.
Beside him, the teacher smoothly picked up.
Ě ṅů.ḿа̃. ĭ d̃
"So Jun here, his family name is Lee and his given name is Jun. You can call him Lee Jun, or just Jun. Jun, what do you like?"
"Drawing."
That was it.
He had nothing more to say.
The teacher smiled and went on.
"Jun is a friend who's very, very good at drawing. Some of you entered the art competition, didn't you? Well, Jun won the overall Grand Prize there."
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A stir went through the classroom.
"The overall Grand Prize?!"
"What does a Grand Prize look like?"
"What's a Grand Prize?"
"It's first place! First overall!"
"I saw Lee Jun on TV!"
W е̄ b̌ n̄_о̄v ё l̆ Е nu ḿ a
In this class too, plenty of the kids had entered the preschool division of the art competition.
Most of them had lost, and one had taken a preschool-division Excellence Award.
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An overall Grand Prize was something the whole academy had never produced.
And that Grand Prize had come to their class.
"Really?!"
The kids came swarming over.
Ẅ е b nӧ vе l̀ Е̄n u m̆ ӓ
Lee Jun took a step back, because he was suddenly surrounded.
"Draw something!"
"Draw me!"
"Can you draw a dinosaur?"
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Lee Jun nodded and sat down at the spot the teacher had assigned him.
The kids gathered around him. With paper and pencils.
Ѐ n_û ḿ а
"I'm number one! Draw a dinosaur!"
a boy said, holding out a sketchbook.
"A dinosaur? What kind?"
"Um, uh, hold on a sec!"
The boy ran off to get a dinosaur book.
In the meantime, a girl cut in.
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It was Chae-rin, who'd ridden in on the van with him.
"I want Catch Aniping! Draw Hatteuping!"
She held out a notebook and a set of colored pencils.
"What's Hatteuping?"
"You don't even know Hatteuping?!"
Chae-rin was aghast.
Ӗ n̄ü m̆ а
She pulled an Aniping sticker out of her pocket and showed him.
"This one! This one right here!"
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A character with pink hair, big eyes, and heart-shaped horns.
Lee Jun looked at the sticker once.
And then the colored pencil moved. Fast.
Just one minute. Hatteuping appeared on the paper.
Е̃ ñu ma
Bigger than the original sticker, and full of movement. The expression was livelier too, and the eyes had glinting highlights.
Chae-rin's eyes went round. Her mouth fell open.
"Eeeeeee!"
It was a cheer that was nearly a scream.
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"This is really Hatteuping! Even prettier than the real one!"
Chae-rin snatched the paper up. Before any other kid could grab it, she hugged it tight with both hands.
Е n um а̌ . іd
Hearing the racket, even more kids crowded in.
"It's my turn! My dinosaur!"
The boy who'd gone for the dinosaur book was back. Carrying a dinosaur encyclopedia.
"This one! A Tyrannosaurus!"
He flipped it open to the page he wanted and showed him.
Lee Jun looked at the book for a moment, then took up his pencil and drew the dinosaur.
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A Tyrannosaurus. Starting from the head, all the way down to the tail. Teeth. Claws. Front legs.
The sketchbook was big and so was the drawing, so it took a bit longer.
"Whoa!"
The kids were cheering from the moment the shape of the head took form.
The boys especially loved it.
A Tyrannosaurus filling the whole sketchbook.
Е́ ǹ u m̌ǎ .і́ ď
It looked like it was roaring with its jaws wide open.
About three minutes. He hadn't filled in every last detail, but it was enough to capture that terrifying character.
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"It's really scary!"
The kids let out a whoop.
"It's a real dinosaur!"
"It's got teeth!"
Ē ń ú m а̄ ._і̆ d̂
"It's gonna eat us!"
"Roooar!"
"Draw me one too!"
"What should I draw?"
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"Me too! Draw me one too!"
"Draw Nero from Sinbi Expedition!"
Ê ñ u ma . іd_
"Pokémon! Pikachu!"
"Mechabot!"
A line formed.
Some were characters Lee Jun had never seen before.
When that happened, the kids showed him a toy, a sticker, or a keyring hanging off a bag.
Lee Jun looked once and drew it right there on the spot.
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Nero, from Sinbi. A black cat. Sharp eyes, a red collar.
Forty seconds to look and draw.
"Whoa! It's really Nero!"
"The eyes look real!"
Pikachu. Yellow body, a lightning-bolt tail.
One minute.
W еbnov̇е̊ l̈ Е nú mа̇
"It's Pikachu!"
"Even the red cheeks are there!"
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Secret Princess. A princess with long hair and a crown.
Two minutes.
Iron Man. Red armor, the light in his chest. A robot-like man.
This one was a little complicated. Three minutes.
Е ň ǔma
"It's Iron Man!"
"So cool!"
There was something in Lee Jun's drawings that a still sticker or photo just couldn't convey.
He'd give it one quick glance and draw, yet it came out more accurate than if he'd traced it.
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The children's amazement grew and grew.
"Lee Jun's a real genius!"
Е̄ n ům̄ а .i d̃
"Is that 'cause he's a Grand Prize winner!"
"Can you draw anything?"
"Hm? Probably."
"Grand Prize is amazing!"
Lee Jun answered. It wasn't confidence; it was simply a fact.
In between drawings, the kids kept bringing him thank-you gifts.
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"Here, this is for you. Thanks for the dinosaur earlier."
Once one kid brought something, the others each brought something of their own too.
"Me too! Here, eat this!"
A candy from a pocket.
A bag of jelly candy from a backpack.
A pretty eraser from a pencil case.
Eñ ümа . î d
Little thank-you gifts began to pile up on Lee Jun's desk.
"Thanks."
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Bewildered, Lee Jun accepted the candies and snacks.
All he'd done was look at something and draw it, and food had come of it.
"Lee Jun!"
Chae-rin came running back.
Е numa . і d
She was holding something in both hands.
"Here! Chocolate! The Hatteuping was really, really pretty!"
"Hm? Thanks."
He took the gold-foil-wrapped chocolate.
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Chae-rin hugged the Hatteuping drawing she'd gotten earlier to her chest and went back to her seat.
Lee Jun looked down at the pile of snacks on his desk.
W̄е̊b nӧ v́ ë l Е̌ ňū m̆а̊
Three candies. Three little snacks. Two bags of jelly candy. One pretty eraser. One chocolate.
About fifteen minutes before class started. That was the haul he'd gathered in that time.
[......Jun's getting along with the other kids! Sob! But I'm a shadow, so no tears will come out!]
The Shadow, which had been watching quietly all along, rubbed its eyes as it stared at the pile of candy.
Lee Jun was still tilting his head, puzzled.
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