Change Your Life with the USB from the Future!

Episode 130 (2)

‘Do you know the genius who has become a stuffed animal? i am happy Even love at a time like this is fun... .'

Nam Yoon-je, a student from the Department of Korean Literature at a prestigious university in Seoul.

He smiled bitterly as he looked at the fingerprints that came out while solving the problem.

‘It’s a work I’ve seen many times before.’

Maybe by the time he was in college. It was one of the works that he had made academic presentations on when he was still green.

Even then, he was the department president and club president.

It was the pride of the family who passed a prestigious university without receiving any tutoring.

But now... … .

'I'm just a common public official 1... .'

He closed his eyes.

"after… .”

Then he sighed and put down his pen, rubbing his tired eyes, and slumped down on his chair.

Then he saw a familiar, small ceiling. The scenery of Gosiwon, where there is no place to lie down, caught my eye.

The bed is so small that you can't stretch your legs out, and a desk that looks like your back will break even if you sit for 30 minutes.

And even a pile of books and a wall that was completely blocked with nowhere for a single light to enter.

A landscape that made him want to leave his seat at any moment was unfolding before his eyes.

‘I want to get out.’

Nam Yoon-je repeated these words every time he woke up in the morning.

It was because the longer he lived in this, the more he felt one side of his chest crumble.

live, not live

The word was appropriate.

Because of that, he wanted to get out of this gosiwon and burn all the problem books he was looking at right now.

However.

“Eww.”

As always, it was just a thought.

‘Yoon-jae, shouldn’t you also find a suitable seat now? My father is now at the age of retirement, but before my father's retirement age, I need to get a seat and get married... .'

Parents who are getting older day by day.

'Brother, I'm getting married this time. Are you coming to congratulate me?’

‘My baby, this is the first birthday party. Be sure to come!’

'I heard that Cheol-hyung got a job this time. Get a job! Come with me.'

and friends who are taking their place in society.

'Good luck, older brother!'

It was because he wanted to be someone who was not ashamed of the girlfriend he had been dating for five years.

'okay… Because I can’t be a surplus person.’

If you take a step back because it's hard right now, you don't have a second chance. So, somehow, I had to endure the present.

‘Calm down, Nam Yoon-jae. Wake. This year, you have to stick with it. Definitely this year!’

Nam Yoon-jae has caught up with the spirit of being shaken. Then he lifted his head and looked at the desk.

OK.

[Okay! can do! Nam Yoon-jae can do it!]

A promise written at eye level.

4 o'clock wake up. line up notes. morning study.

7 o'clock lecture.

8:50 breakfast.

9:10 a.m. study.

10:30 lecture.

.

.

Go to bed at 11:10.

There was a tight schedule.

A timetable for public service students, commonly known as “Seven-Eleven”. Wake up at 7 o'clock and go to bed at 11 o'clock is already a daily routine for him.

‘… Phew.'But every time I saw it, it was also the schedule that was lacking. Because he knew his competitors were moving on a similar or tighter timetable.

“… … .”

Of course, he didn't live like this from the beginning.

Until he went to college four years ago, he was steadily building up his qualifications for a job, such as studying English conversation like everyone else or participating in an internship program every vacation.

‘Isn’t this enough for a large company to rub?’

But the wall of reality was high and rough.

‘I appreciate your qualities… .'

‘There are a lot of talented people applying, so it is difficult to select… .'

‘The inevitable situation of selecting a limited number of people… .'

The number of corporate recruits is decreasing year by year. As a result, the basic specifications for entering a reputable company are:

1. In Seoul. Or at least a local base national university or higher.

2. Grades from 3.5 to 4.0.

3. TOEIC score of 800 or higher.

4. Language training in English-speaking countries.

5. Two or more job-related qualifications.

6. Competition winning experience.

7. Experience in internships in related fields.

8. Volunteer work;

9. Other extracurricular activities and part-time work experience.

It grew taller and wider at a much faster rate than I had expected.

So, I used to prepare hard, but Nam Yoon-jae was rejected from the document based on his specifications, and even if he was lucky enough to pass the document, he was rejected at the interview.

After spending two years as a trainee like that, all that was left was low self-esteem and an empty wallet.

Then one day by chance.

‘Retirement Guarantee! Pension after retirement! Leave on time! Various welfare benefits!’

I saw an advertisement for a civil service exam academy.

For a moment, he thought.

‘Yeah, if it’s this way… .'

If it's this path, it's what he's been trying to get his hands on over the past two years. He seemed to be guaranteed a quality of life and social stability.

‘After all, the civil service exam is a subject that I studied in high school. With a little effort... .'

So, with the hope of passing, he became a public examination student.

However.

The road wasn't easy either.

‘… What is this, I'm not on the successful list?'

Successive failures, failures, failures.

When the situation reached this point, my parents also expressed their intentions to carefully stop public announcements.

‘Yoonjae, stop it now… that… How about going anywhere?’

But.

‘I think I should do a little more… .'

Now I couldn't give up.

If you give up now, not only will all your efforts in the past go to futile, but your quality of life and social well-being will also disappear.

Because of that, he decided to prepare for the civil service exam only until next year, after arguing with his parents. Fix targets with fire and police serials with a low pass cutoff. The goal is to test early next year.

‘Next year, I will pass unconditionally.’

So he took hold of his heart and started to endure the day again.

But then.

Ding Dong-

The cell phone that was on the desk rang.

'what?'

I had cut off contact with most of my acquaintances for about a year and had no place to contact.

By the way, the time is now 5:30 am.

It wasn't the right time to contact anyone. He checked his phone with a little doubt.

And at that moment, a smile bloomed on Yoon-jae's face.

The person who sent the text message.

[Support♡]

She was his girlfriend whom he had met for the past 5 years.

'uh? support? What's going on at this hour?'

I met my girlfriend when I was in 4th year of college.

He's definitely younger than him, but sometimes he's more mature than him.

These days, we've been busy with each other and haven't had much contact with each other, so it was nice to see her sudden text message.

However.

[brother. Do you have a good time today?]

His expression hardened when he checked the contents of the text.

Dry text without a single emoticon. Considering the texts she usually sent, it was a very cold text. In an instant, he felt a rush of anxiety overtaken him.

He struggled to contain his anxiety and texted his girlfriend to find out what was going on, and if anything happened, he would go there.

OK.

[No, I'm fine. I'll see you when my studies are over. I'll go to my brother's house.]

Again, a dry reply arrived.

* * *

winter rain fell

Nam Yoon-je walked and walked in the rain.

'brother. Sorry… Now I can't stand it either. Let's stop now.'

yesternight.

The girlfriend who came to Yoon-jae's gosiwon put all the gifts and letters Yoon-jae had given her in her box and held it out.

Because of the sudden breakup, Yoon-jae couldn't get her girlfriend, or the person who was her girlfriend.

She just stares blankly at her back and lowers her head. She didn't say a word not to go.

In fact, he had a vague idea that something like this would happen one day.

It's already been 4 years since he wasted time saying he was preparing for a job, but she had already graduated and got a job at a pretty decent company.

"after… .”

After I let go of the person I used to be my girlfriend.

Yoon-je returned to the prison-like gosiwon. He somehow had to sleep in order to go to the lecture in the morning. Because that was the only goal left for him.

But.

“… … .”

He couldn't sleep at all. No, rather, the more he tried to sleep, the more his mind became clearer.

Then the sense of shame that had been forcibly pressed down lifted his head up.

'Garbage. It is so irresistible that even the one you love will leave. 병신새끼. Would that good boy leave?’

As the devil whispers in his ear. Dark letters floated in his mind. In the meantime, the reality he had been trying to turn away from hit him like a bad creditor.

"Damn it… .”

Unbearable, he left the gosiwon and started walking. Because if he had stayed, he didn't seem to know what he would do to himself.

So he walked. Without an umbrella, he walked slowly, without an umbrella, from Noryangjin to Han River Bridge and Nodeul Island to Yongsan, Seoul Station, Sungnyemun, and Hoehyeon Intersection.

He walked like that.

'I have no idea where or where I went in and shooted. But when I realized I was on the roof of Mitsukoshi a few hours later, it was almost broad daylight.’

Before long, we arrived at the old Mitsukoshi Department Store located in Myeong-dong and the current new generation department store.

Yoon-je walked through the silver-gray buildings with nothing to wish for, nothing to buy, and no money.

But no one caught him or saw him.

Then he felt as if he had become a vagrant with no connection to the city.

surplus people. no outsiders.

The name he had so feared from which he had longed to escape was so close.

The time is 2pm.

The sky was so blue that the rain had stopped, and people were busy moving and laughing happily.

But then.

hey hey hey-

A long siren from civil defense training surrounds you, and all the cars on the street suddenly stop. People looked at each other with bewildered expressions.

In an instant, Yoon-jae's body hardened.

The world he wanted to enter. The moment the world he thought he could get into stopped.

Yoon-je felt the future he had dreamed of disappearing like soap bubbles.It was because he realized anew that the world he had longed for was an unreachable place.

Then he suddenly became frightened.

His arms and legs trembled in danger. People flinched and avoided him, and he bowed his head in the face of people's ridicule.

‘Is this what the ideal was like?’

As he hurried to avoid the gaze of people, he was standing in front of the door leading up to the roof of the department store.

Let him grab his handle and turn it.

click-

The roof door opened with a small sound.

It must have been that someone came up to smoke or move something and forgot to close it.

Yoon-je, who reached the roof like a possessed person, slowly approached the edge of the roof. He then looked down the street in front of the department store.

OK.

People come and go like ants.

A city at noon surrounded by a lot of noise.

Unknown cars speeding along the radial road caught his eye.

But none of them looked at the rooftop where he was.

He was blown away when he realized that he had never made eye contact with even one of those many.

how will we do it.

He started to worry. If he wasn't going to live on this rooftop he eventually had to go down the yen.

But the method was problematic.

A little fast way and a little slow way.

He pondered which one to choose.

But as time went on, his mind began to lean toward the slightly faster method.

Even if he went back to Noryangjin anyway, nothing would change.

I don't know if even a single person made eye contact with him, but no one knew he was here.

So it seemed like a good choice for him to let him know that he was here one last time.

But then.

Ding-Dong-

It was light yet heavy at the same time.

He checked his phone with trembling hands.

OK.

[Hermit crab academy! Additional recruitment of civil servants in the second half of the year, final recruitment! Never give up! Only those who will be able to fly for the last time!]

* * *

Druck-

opened the door

OK.

Eyes sharp like an awl flew and pierced me. 100 different pairs of pupils. They were eyes with different aspirations.

I slowly walked into the classroom and stood at the desk.

Then he slowly opened his mouth.

"Everyone. You’ve been through a lot.”

A total of 100 people were seated in the classroom.

They were all public officials in their second year or more who ruined the exam this year.

There was only one thing I discussed with TK.

If I could prove TK's acceptable performance within a short period of time, I would be in charge of TK's IPTV entrance exam scheduled for next year as well as public lectures.

To do that, we had to achieve results in the shortest possible time.

and finish.

[2019 Local Position 9th Additional Recruitment]

There was also an opportunity to prove its achievements.

But to do that, I needed people who could totally trust me and follow me.

Apparently, in the case of civil servants with accumulated years of experience, they also had a lot of self-respect.

That's how 100 people gathered. These were the first-come-first-served people who had written a memorandum of utter obedience to my words.

I slowly opened my mouth to those who looked at me with tense eyes.

“Let’s make sure you all get accepted within this year.”

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