SMNTCERR, Chapter 1 <1> #1.
The first semester of the third year was packed with 23 completed credits. What made Sangwoo struggle the most was not the renowned challenging major courses but rather an elective course worth only 2 credits called “University Han Gook Image Training.” It was a mandatory elective where if you didn’t attend the lectures, you couldn’t pass. The task at hand was simply attending easy lectures and working on a group project that wasn’t too demanding.
The presentation topic was extremely straightforward. At first, he thought it was a joke, even though there was one group member who used participating in a competition as an excuse for not attending class. He still didn’t think it was a big deal. But then, one person remained unresponsive from the previous day until the day of the presentation. If he had done it alone from the beginning, he would have finished the work in just one day, but now he had to constantly contact his friend to send him the information, wasting both time and mental peace.
Although Sangwoo felt annoyed, once the presentation was done, he completely forgot about it. However, after the grades were released, problems started to arise.
[NonPaddler 1: Did you remove my name?? Didn’t I tell you it wasn’t me who couldn’t attend because of your grandma’s funeral? How can you treat me like this???_10:04.]
[NonPaddler 2: Yes, fuck whatever. Are you satisfied? ^^ㅗ_15:29.]
[NonPaddler 3: I have to thank you for making me not graduate. Can we talk a bit, little hubaenim? [1]_20:23.]
On the day of the grade announcement, Sangwoo received a continuous stream of messages. Although the first two people sent only one message and then stopped, the other person asked to meet and kept calling persistently, so he blocked that number.
Then came the end of the semester. Sangwoo had planned to reduce his workload next semester and work on a mobile game project. Therefore, he self-studied programming language [2] on ordinary days and worked parttime at an internet cafe on weekends. Everyday life went smoothly, but there was one troubling issue.
That day was a Saturday when he went to work at the internet cafe as usual. Two students came to the shop and used the services all day. Sangwoo was stationed at the counter, handling payments and overheard their conversation.
‘Don’t you know, Jaeyoung didn’t graduate.’
‘Why? Was he planning to study abroad?’
‘Well, it’s because of the elective course worth two credits, that…personal image something. Some people complained about attendance, so they got an F.’
‘Can’t they request a grade change?’
‘It seems like the professor favored the student who complained, so it’s impossible to get it changed.’
‘Sounds like they’re being left to clean up their own mess.’
It felt like he had heard a similar story somewhere before. Sangwoo pretended to clean something near the counter while secretly eavesdropping.
‘But I heard that guy doesn’t answer phone calls.’
‘Which top student is it?’
‘He doesn’t have a pager, just a computer. Jaeyoung said he would kill him if he finds him. Now he’s trying to track down his address, but it seems like he’s a person no one knows. It’s really troublesome.’
‘Oh, so it’s just a lawsuit. Probably some justice seekers.’
Listening and listening, it seems that Sangwoo has gotten involved with some bad influences since he entered university. Although there have been conflicts, he has managed to solve them well. In one year, he almost got involved with senior students who forced him to drink alcohol, and he once refused to pay the student union fee until he was interviewed by a newspaper. He had arguments with people in the park that escalated into fights, and he even had an altercation with someone who cut in line, resulting in a visit to the police station. But when compared to someone who didn’t graduate, those incidents became insignificant.
Sangwoo seriously considered changing his phone number, but he didn’t do anything wrong, so teasing him would be funny. Therefore, he didn’t do anything, but after that day, he became paranoid every time he heard the notification sound of his phone.
[Senior Han Sooyeong, Virtual Arts Design: Junior-Dev [3] ^^! By coincidence, I have received a job and won’t be able to continue working on the project. I apologize, but I kindly request my skilled classmates from the same batch to attend the meeting in my place, okay?_12:31.] The messages received over several days turned out to be disappointing. Senior Han Sooyeong was very busy with work and although it took a long time, she helped him with the drawings until they were completed. And now Sangwoo has planned a game that suits the style of the other party, so the need to change the designer halfway through is considered bad news.
In university, there are countless irresponsible individuals, but even so, it would be fortunate if this person found someone to take over for them. Even though there is nothing to guarantee the abilities of that party, well, what can you do?
[It’s a pity. I liked your designs Noona-12:33]
- [Han Sooyeong, Virtual Arts Design: That friend is better than me, trust me! Can I give him your phone number? 12:34]
[Can I have that senior phone number?_12:34]
- [Senior Han Sooyeong, Virtual Arts Design: Before this, I lost all the numbers I had saved, so I don’t have any numbers now; But when we met yesterday, I told him the time and place clearly. He’s in the same year as me, his name is Jang Jaeyoung! ^^12:34]
[Okay_ 12:34]
Sangwoo finished the conversation and headed towards the university. He scheduled a meeting for 4 o’clock, but he arrived at the meeting place three hours in advance to organize the storyline and sketches of the characters in the game with senior Jang Jaeyoung, an excellent graphic designer. Other than what senior Han Sooyeong mentioned in the message that the other party is talented, Sangwoo didn’t know anything else about this person.
Whether it’s their gender or drawing style.
It’s possible that a senior in a higher year might be busy, so they probably wouldn’t withdraw midway through since they have a job, just like senior Han Sooyeong. Sangwoo wasn’t sure, but he had to meet this person face to face and find out.
Sangwoo got up from his seat at 3:55 PM and walked up the stairs. He had reserved a small meeting room on the third floor of the library. He arrived at the meeting room one minute before the scheduled time, carrying a notebook and pen, ready and prepared.
But the designer didn’t show up.
If it were any other appointment, he would probably leave without looking back. But this project was something he couldn’t do alone, and a designer was necessary. Sangwoo picked up his mobile phone and started playing games. In the meantime, ten minutes passed.
The designer still didn’t come.
Did they get the time wrong? Did senior Han Sooyeong give the wrong time and location? Or did they change their mind? Or did something unexpected come up? As numerous unanswered questions flooded his mind, another ten minutes passed.
The designer still didn’t come.
‘A habit of being late.’
Someone who doesn’t value time isn’t suitable for this work. Working with someone like that, the project definitely won’t be able to move forward. While Sangwoo was boiling with frustration, another ten minutes passed.
The designer still hadn’t arrived.
‘Finally, the last ten minutes.’
He had faith in senior Han Sooyeong, who was kind-hearted and capable. So Sangwoo waited for another ten minutes. Even though he tried to calm his restless mind, but until the end, the designer didn’t show up.
He clenched his teeth and got up from the chair. Sangwoo tended to avoid doing anything wasteful, but among all those things, he hated wasting time the most. The second he reached out to grab the doorknob, it was pulled away.
(Here, right?)
Sangwoo looked at the other person with a scowling face. A man wearing a black beanie walked in nonchalantly and sat on the chair opposite him. He wore large glasses that rested on the bridge of his nose, and one ear was adorned with three metal piercings. Despite coming for a meeting, he came empty-handed, taking both hands out of his shirt pocket and raising his chin. “Oh!”
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[1]. In the original print, it was typed without spaces, reflecting Jang Jaeyoung’s chat typing habit.
- Programming Languages: High-level computer languages such as Pascal, C, VB, Java used for program development.
- Dev comes from Developer, referring to a developer, which in this case means a game developer.